C557 (1/2)

These days have been very fast.

It's Saturday.

Yuan's family is in an excellent location in the city center. When Qingqing comes with Yuan Xiaoyuan, she is still in a luxury car that Qingqing doesn't know.

”How are you, miss. Good guest

As soon as I entered the door, two servants in tuxedos said hello with a smile on their faces.

”I'll take you to my room first. Now my mother goes to work. My father doesn't know if he's at home.”

Through a large garden, there is a two-story villa.

Yuan Xiaoyuan took her to the second floor. It seems that there is no master in the house now. It's said that her brother went to a closed kindergarten.

Yuan Xiaoyuan's room is full of maiden atmosphere. It's like falling into the world of pink and lace.

”Daiqing, this is my room. You take a break here. I'll call and ask where my dad is

”This is the first time I've brought a friend to my house.”

”Thank you, Xiao Yuan.”

There was only one person left in the room. She saw a book at the head of the bed It's her first spring bird.

I don't know if yuan Xiaoyuan knows that she is indigo naturalis. Qingqing thinks that she probably knows.

”Daiqing, my father is back. Let's go down. I tell you, my father's cooking is very good, today you can have a good mouth. It's always Aunt Zhang who cooks. ”

”Ah, I really envy you.”

”Nothing, nothing.”

Two people go down the stairs, a refined man in household clothes and glasses comes out of the kitchen.

”Dad! This is my classmate and my best friend, Deqing. ”

Yuan Xiaoyuan rushed over and hugged him. He gently touched her head.

”Xiaoyuan, it's the first time you've brought your friends. Today, Dad's going to show you. ”

Jiao Yangshuo looks at Qingqing and thinks the girl looks a little familiar, but he doesn't think much about it. He smiles gently at Qingqing.

Qingqing said with a smile, ”I admire Xiaoyuan. I haven't seen my parents for many years. There's only grandma and us at home

There was a bitterness in her voice.

This man overlapped with the few men in my memory.

The last time I saw my father was when he was four years old. But the original owner wanted to rush to call dad, but he was blocked by an uncle in black, and then he got into a car There's been no more news.

But now this man has become very noble, full of rich family atmosphere.

Qingqing's inner emotion is churning. She bites her lips and forces herself to calm down.

The original owner's reluctance and resentment have already poured out through his body.

Fortunately, Qingqing's integration with the body is very handy now. Otherwise, when the brain is hot, I don't know what I will do.

His own father stood in front of him and did not recognize his daughter.

Although it has been said for so many years, Qingqing's heart is still full of irony.

She sat quietly on the sofa, and Yuan Xiaoyuan kept talking about how good her father was.

…… I really want to leave here without looking back.