Jane had no choice but to leave. She never expected her arrival, but it catalyzed the mother-daughter conflict between Jia Qianqian and Qin Qing. I really can't help it in my heart, after all, it's my good intentions that do bad things.

Just as Jane was heading towards his red mini cooper, he heard two oncoming security guards muttering and chatting.

The tall one said: "I didn't expect that among the people who live here, there are cars with less than one million." ”

The other one, who was a little shorter than half a head, said, "You just came, and it's normal to not know." Nine times out of ten, it's either a little nanny who goes to buy groceries in a car, or a family tutor who comes. ”

Although Jian Jian overheard their conversation, he couldn't help but cause a lot of ripples in his heart.

Even if he didn't just collapse here, he suddenly came to his senses. This world was completely different from the one she was in.

She's just a passer-by here, and she doesn't belong here at all. I am a real middle class, but I really realize that there is a higher class above my head.

In the concise mind, Bi Shumin's "Source Lang" resurfaced. It is precisely because she has seen it that she knows better than Jia Qianqian what is called charity, and there are ulterior motives hidden in the coat. Didn't he become the flint of the protagonist in the text before?

At the same time, Qin Qing grabbed her mobile phone angrily, and directly called Jia Youwei, asking him to come to her residence immediately, immediately, and quickly take her daughter away.

If Jia Qianqian didn't leave, she would have to go crazy. It's just infuriating. She even shouted that she had created a sin to give birth to such a rebellious daughter to be angry with herself.

In less than half an hour, Jia Youwei rushed to the place and took the initiative to stretch out his right hand to hold his daughter's little hand. As soon as he turned around with her, he heard the sound of "crackling" and smashing things behind him. He pretended not to hear, and went out directly with Jia Qianqian.

Jia Youwei went out, walked to the elevator and stopped, and couldn't help laughing and said, "Look at what you have made your mother angry about? ”

After he laughed, he put away his smiling face, and said seriously: "Although your mother has this and that bad, she gave birth to you after all." ”

"Lao Jia, the reason why I was able to come to this world is all thanks to you. You're just too soft-hearted. However, it is precisely because your heart is too soft that I exist. Jia Qianqian said honestly.

Jia Youwei saw the elevator door open, so he led his daughter in. Then, I pressed the first floor, and then closed the door, and while feeling the elevator descending, he smiled and said: "Without your mother, I can't give birth to you alone." It doesn't matter if I'm soft-hearted or hard-hearted!"

"Why doesn't it matter? If you are a hard-hearted man, even if my mother was pregnant and I used this as a bargaining chip to bargain with you, it would not make much sense, and I would not be able to blackmail you.

If you don't agree to get married and don't want my mother to give birth to me, then she will resolutely, decisively, and without hesitation, she will shed me.

As for the next step, after you break up, she will hang another rich man. Jia Qianqian knows his mother's nature very well.

Jia Youwei knows that his daughter's words are true. Although he also knows it well and knows it clearly, he doesn't admit it verbally.

He didn't want to smear Qin Qing's black and shiny mother image in Jia Qianqian's mind, on the one hand, it was unnecessary, and on the other hand, it was not a gentleman's doing.

For this reason, Jia Youwei's daughter understands that as long as she exists, then it is impossible for him and Qin Qing to completely break off, but there will be a relationship like a broken thread for the rest of his life.

Even if this is not a love thread, it can be regarded as a love debt he owed to him in his previous life, and he has to use this life to repay it. It once again proves Jia Qianqian's objective evaluation of his father, and his heart is too soft.

The elevator door opened, and the father and daughter walked out. Jia Youwei took his daughter's hand, and while walking forward, he said purposefully: "Are we going home to eat, or eating outside."

If I go home, I'm afraid I will have to wait a little longer in the evening to be able to eat. If you're eating out, what would you want to eat?"

"I'm already hungry. Can't wait to go home and eat. Let's go eat hot pot together!" Jia Qianqian said.

"No matter how good it is, no matter how high-end the hot pot is, it is inevitable that it will not use the oil return. It's bad for your body!" Jia Youwei didn't refuse, but said worriedly.

"Lao Jia, didn't you say it yourself? Don't think I'm so squeamish, okay? It makes me feel like I'm going to shatter all over the ground when I touch it. Jia Qianqian laughed.

"I'll be fine if I eat it, but I don't guarantee you'll be fine. As long as you're not afraid of diarrhea after eating, and you regret and complain when the time comes, I don't care. Jia Youwei said with a smile.

"I'm afraid of who! I will never have diarrhea. When the time comes, don't blame me for your diarrhea. We didn't go to the big hotel to eat, so we went to eat roadside stalls in the alleys of the corners. Jia Qianqian swore an oath.

Jia Youwei stopped, lowered his head and looked at her, deliberately smiling, as if he saw a little guy out of the bathroom, and went in again, and couldn't even get out.

"Lao Jia, don't worry, I will call Dr. Zhou to make relevant preparations in advance. Actually, it's nothing, at most it's gastroenteritis. Jia Qianqian raised his little head and stared at him, not to be outdone.

"Sample, you're openly challenging me. Jia Youwei pretended to be a serious person.

"Yes. Jia Qianqian said solemnly with a child's voice that he hadn't taken off yet.

"Okay, I accept your challenge. Let's go to eat Sichuan-style hot pot, which is still very spicy. Do you dare to fight?" Jia Youwei said with a still expression.

"Dare. Don't oil the dish, dry it. Jia Qianqian had already trembled, but he still said hard-mouthed.

Jia Youwei is completely able to know his daughter as well as his father. He stretched out his other free hand, shaved his daughter's delicate little nose, and laughed: "You are the most typical kind of cooked duck, only the beak is hard." If you can really eat, I'll call you daddy. ”

"There's no need to call Dad, I don't have a child as big as you, let's call Little Ancestor!" Jia Qianqian habitually said with his father.

Jia Youwei smiled more and more happily and said: "You are really my little ancestor." ”