093 Sick (18)
The mother and daughter left one after the other, and there was too much commotion in the house, and none of the servants dared to come out first. So it also caused such an embarrassing situation in front of me.
Han Yuan's face was red and white, he stood in place and didn't know what he was thinking, a huge sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart, he knew that he couldn't divorce.
usually relies on the power of the Mu family, and he always holds a shelf when he socializes outside, and never saves face for others. Once he is divorced, I am afraid that I don't know how many people are waiting to step on him.
At this time, Han Qingyin walked out hesitantly, gently tugged at the corner of Han Yuan's clothes, and muttered, "Dad, am I in trouble......
Han Yuan was in an irritable mood, and he didn't find out who the person behind him was, so he shook his hand and broke away, blurting out, "Get out!" ”
The huge strength hit the slender wrist, and it instantly turned red, and Han Qingyin's deep pupils flashed imperceptibly with a trace of cold light, and quickly disappeared, half aggrieved and half confused, and whispered bitterly, "Dad? You're hurting me! ”
The little girl's exclusive soft and glutinous accent woke up Han Yuan, who was still pondering, and he turned around suddenly, and saw his daughter who was like a mold carved out of a mold with his beloved woman, and at this time her dark and moist eyes were flashing with tears, looking up at him with tears in her eyes.
Han Yuan's anxious mood suddenly dissipated a lot, raised his hand and touched her long hair, and said, "Sorry, Qingyin, I scared you." ”
Han Qingyin shook her head lightly, hugged his arm affectionately, and asked in a low voice: "Dad, I heard it all just now, it's all because of me, you will have such a quarrel with your mother, right, or you can send me away......"
In the end, he couldn't hide his loss and sobbed lowly.
Han Yuan's heart also throbbed and hurt, and his resentment towards Mu Han's mother and daughter deepened.
He reluctantly raised a smile and asked Han Qingyin, "Qingyin, don't talk nonsense, how could Dad send you away?" But Dad is leaving, would you like to go with Daddy? ”
"Of course!" Han Qingyin took it for granted and made no secret of her dependence on Han Yuan, "Where my father is here, it's my home!" ”
Compared with the aggressiveness of the eldest daughter, it is obvious that the younger daughter's bird is more pitiful.
This is his good daughter, and Mu Qingyuan-
Hum! He just thought he had never given birth to this daughter.
Without packing his luggage, Han Yuan led Han Qingyin out of the wooden villa step by step.
When he stood at the door and looked back, there was a clear flash of reluctance in his eyes.
But he believes that Mu Han, who loves him deeply, is just a momentary anger, and when the anger passes, he will definitely apologize to him and beg him not to divorce.
Han Yuan thought very well, but he didn't know that with Su Kui here, he might never be able to wait for that day.
Sitting on the black Mercedes-Benz, he galloped all the way, and before leaving, through the car window, a trace of bloodlust crossed Han Qingyin's deep pupils, and a wicked smile rose at the corner of his lips, which quickly disappeared.
Silent opening of the mouth:
Mom, sister, wait for me to come back-
The night is like thick ink, deep and you can't see a little light, the unique moisture of the night slowly infiltrates the air, Su Kui leans on the windowsill, her eyes go around the music fountain, the stone path, and follow the bright taillights of Mercedes-Benz all the way out, until you can no longer see the shadow.
Retracting his gaze, Su Kui slowly rubbed his tender white fingertips and pondered quietly.
Her step can be described as a dangerous move, although she forced Han Yuan and Han Qingyin out of the Mu family and avoided the leakage of company secrets that would occur in the future, but there is no doubt that it will make Han Qingyin blacken faster.
Thinking of this, Su Kui couldn't help but look forward to it, what would she do next?