Chapter 422: He's Not My Dad

After speaking, he took his mobile phone and sent a message.

Seeing the content of the message, Seventeen grinned.

At this time, his eyes fell on Xia Wenfeng and Luo Wanqing again.

Luo Wanqing was still wearing the work clothes of the flower garden at this time, her hair was neatly tied back, and she was still holding a pot of half-bloomed moon flowers in her hand.

"Late ......"

Xia Wenfeng saw that Wanqing didn't react, and he was immediately a little impatient, but he was already kneeling, so he had to continue to kneel hard.

thought that Luo Wanqing would definitely not be able to bear to forgive him immediately after seeing him kneeling.

Who knows, it's been a long time, and the other party still hasn't reacted at all.

"This lady, your husband has been kneeling for so long, and if he kneels like this again, his knees will be broken." There were onlookers around and began to persuade again.

At this time, Luo Wanqing put down the flower pot in her hand and patted the soil in her palm.

glanced at Xia Wenfeng, who was kneeling at the door of the flower garden.

"He's not my husband."

Luo Wanqing's voice was cold, and she didn't seem to take Xia Wenfeng into account at all, and even, she didn't want to speak.

Since Xia Wenfeng likes to kneel, it's better to kneel.

This hard concrete floor, kneeling like this for a few hours, even if the body is fine, the knee may be useless.

Thinking like this, Luo Wanqing felt indescribably happy in her heart.

She likes to see Xia Wenfeng's lowly appearance, which she never dared to think of before.

was bullied and swallowed, and even wasted his true heart on him for so many years, and in the end, not to mention betrayal, he almost let him be framed with Liu Yufei.

If it weren't for the seventeen......

Luo Wanqing thought, raised her eyes, and saw seventeen coming from the crowd.

"Seventeen."

Seeing her beloved daughter, Luo Wanqing finally had a smile on her face, "Are you out of school?" ”

"Hmm."

Seventeen walked over, stood in front of Luo Wanqing, nodded, and pointed to a group of people in An Ningxia not far away, "Mom, they are all my classmates, and they came to help today." ”

"That's embarrassing......"

Luo Wanqing also raised her head at this time and nodded to greet a group of people in An Ningxia.

The two of them interacted with each other, as if they had long forgotten the existence of a person kneeling at the door.

When Xia Wenfeng saw Seventeen, there was a hint of fierceness in his eyes.

Luo Wanqing, that idiot, forget it......

After going through so many things, even if you are mentally retarded, you know that Seventeen is not easy to pass.

Xia Wenfeng looked at Seventeen, and suddenly his face was happy.

"Seventeen, you're here!" Xia Wenfeng wanted to stand up with the help of Seventeen.

Unexpectedly, Luo Wanqing suddenly turned her head and said coldly, "What? Don't continue to kneel? Didn't you just say that if I don't forgive you, you won't get up? ”

The voice fell.

Xia Wenfeng's face changed.

This is clearly not to let him get up!

When did it become so difficult!

Xia Wenfeng, who originally wanted to get up, knelt down again at this time, and his face became pale.

"Little girl, this is your father, right? You can persuade your mother to forgive him, and even if there is any misunderstanding, the family will discuss it with Heqi......"

"Yes, after all, it's your father, you can't say you want your parents to divorce."

The surrounding onlookers who did not know the truth were persuading again.

Hearing this, Seventeen turned around and looked at Xia Wenfeng coldly, "He's not my father." ”

"Hey, kids now......"