Huang Yiqing nodded, his gaze swept over Huang Mingchuan with undisguised appreciation. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info This lost son is so good - good looks, integrity, graduated from a prestigious school - it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.

Huang Mingyue searched for Huang Mingchuan's eyes with her eyes, trying to find answers from him. Why in just two months, things have changed drastically. Huang Yiqing, shouldn't he be their eternal stranger? Where does this "Daddy" begin?

The nurse graciously brought a cushioned chair and put it behind Huang Yiqing, and the smile on her face was a little tired: "Mr. Huang, you sit!" ”

Huang Yiqing sat down, narrowed the distance with Huang Mingyue, and naturally held her hand.

Out of physical disgust, Huang Mingyue quickly withdrew her hand.

"You kid!" Huang Yiqing naturally doesn't care about this, and today he wants to recreate the image of a loving father in front of his daughter, who has not seen him for 20 years, "It can be regarded as a great blessing." ”

Huang Mingyue looked at the loving smile and concerned eyes on Huang Yiqing's face, but she was tired and panicked in her heart. This kind of cheap fatherly love, I can't tell how much is true and how much is false, she doesn't want it! Huang Mingyue still remembers the cold face when Huang Yiqing swept her out of the Huang family's mansion in her previous life, as if she was not a daughter who was related to him by blood, but a pile of garbage, or even a piece of shit......

"Who are you?" Huang Mingyue recovered from the initial panic and fought back coldly.

"Me? I am ......" Huang Yiqing smiled bitterly, the expression on his face was tangled and painful, and he glanced at Huang Mingchuan as if asking for help.

"Mingyue, he's our father!" Huang Mingchuan helped him out of the siege, but he had never called his father for 20 years, and this dad sounded a little difficult.

"Dad? Where did we get our dad? Huang Mingyue deliberately wanted to stab him, "Didn't our father disappear more than twenty years ago?" If he is still here, how come he has never appeared after all these years? ”

Huang Yiqing's smile froze obviously, and he couldn't help but look at Huang Mingyue carefully.

This daughter is very beautiful, different from Anna's delicate and gentle, it is completely another kind of bright and flamboyant beauty, even if she has a plain face and pale lips, but from the slightly raised corners of her eyes, the sharp edge in her eyes, you can still see that she is not a docile and soft personality.

Huang Yiqing was secretly surprised, but he didn't expect Shen Yunfang, who spoke softly and slowly, to bring out such a daughter. He has a little despise women in his bones, even if this daughter is also a graduate of a prestigious school, but in his mind, he only buys one and gets one free.

All he cares about is Huang Mingchuan.

But-

Huang Yiqing hid the unhappiness on his face, in the end, this matter can brighten up another village, Huang Mingchuan can willingly call him Dad, it is also this girl, there is no credit and hard work!

Besides, in the end, it is also his own flesh and blood, Huang Yiqing saw Huang Mingyue's face as pale as paper due to excessive blood loss for the first time, lying on the hospital bed like a broken rag doll, and his heart was also fiercely pinched.

"Mingyue, thanks to Dad for saving you!" Huang Mingchuan's smile was filled with guilt for Huang Yiqing.

What the? Huang Mingyue's eyes widened in an instant. The blue bullet swirled and penetrated her body once again - she would rather die than Huang Yiqing save her, and even more so Huang Mingchuan stepped into that dead end where the ending could be seen at a glance!

"Your injuries are very serious, and ordinary hospitals don't dare to operate on you at all, for fear that one will not be good, but ......" Huang Mingchuan had a happy rebirth on his face, "Thanks to Dad hiring a doctor from Germany for you, I saved you from the line of death." ”

The thrilling exhaustion of these two months is not something that can be explained clearly in just a few words, Huang Mingchuan understands that if Huang Yiqing does not lend a hand, even if Mingyue's little life is saved, it is just one more breath than a dead person, and it is all wasted.

Huang Mingchuan did not have any ill feelings towards Huang Yiqing as the chairman of the Huang Group, and could even be said to have reverence, what he hated was Huang Yiqing, who had failed his mother and had been absent for 20 years as a father.

In the process of treating Huang Mingyue, Huang Mingchuan really felt what blood dissolved in water - even if he hadn't seen his father for 20 years, the concern and sorrow that naturally appeared on his face when he saw Mingyue could not be pretended.

Maybe back then, he really had a last resort......

"How much did it cost?" After a while, Huang Mingyue asked coldly.

"What?"

"I mean, how much did it cost to save me?" Huang Mingyue bit her lip and smiled disdainfully.

"This ......" Huang Mingchuan was stunned, and the money spent on Mingyue was like water flowing through it, and he couldn't count it clearly. As far as he knew, the German doctor had chartered a plane to go back and forth, and the daily expenses of this ward were equivalent to a month's salary of a small white-collar worker in the city.

Huang Yiqing was mistaken and smiled lovingly: "Mingyue, you just have to relax and take care of it, you don't have to worry about money." ”

The disdainful smile on Huang Mingyue's face deepened, she turned her black and white eyes to scan the luxurious ward, and finally landed on the salt water hanging from her right hand: "I know, you are not short of money. Money is sometimes very good to make. But—"

Huang Yiqing's face changed.

Huang Mingchuan spoke to stop: "Mingyue-"

Huang Mingyue paused and continued: "I'd rather you be my creditor than call you Dad." Because, no matter how much money you have, there will always be a day when you pay it off; And feelings, hum, I'm afraid I'm blaspheming this word to talk about feelings with you. You don't need to pretend to be a loving father to me and Mingchuan, I haven't had a father for more than 20 years. I didn't need it before, and I won't need it anymore! ”

"Mingyue, how can you say such a thing?" Huang Mingchuan frowned.

Huang Yiqing smiled bitterly, and his smile was extremely stiff: "Freezing three feet, not a day's cold." Child, I can understand, I can understand. No rush, no hurry, take your time, take your time! "I didn't expect this daughter to be tricky, but with Mingchuan on his side, this is his trump card.

Huang Mingyue turned her head over, crying bitterly in her heart. Mingchuan, Mingchuan, how can I tell you that you can believe me?

Huang Mingchuan said apologetically to Huang Yiqing: "Dad, I'll talk to Mingyue." ”

"Okay, you talk, you talk!" Huang Yiqing got up, his body was still straight, and he couldn't help but pat Huang Mingchuan's shoulder, "I know that your sister and brother are connected, this will wake up Mingyue, and your heart should be put down." ”

"Hmm!"

"When you have time, remember to go home and drink soup to make up for it." Huang Yiqing glanced back at Huang Mingyue again, didn't say anything, and went out.

Huang Mingyue's heart tightened.

Go home? Which home to go back to? Huang's mansion?