An Yunfei just couldn't calm down, her mind, heart, and eyes were all full of fragments from that moment. Lan Qinxi sat on Duan Huaidong's lap and was kissed and touched by Duan Huaidong. And beside her ears, the demeaning words that Duan Huaidong said about her kept lingering, haunting her like a ghost demon.

It makes her angry, it makes her angry, it makes her unwilling.

"Daddy, that woman, I won't let that woman go!" An Yunfei said viciously, gritted her teeth again, and then continued to cry, "I know that she seduced Huaidong, otherwise Huaidong wouldn't want her, and I wouldn't want ......"

An Zicheng shook out a lot of red wine from the glass in his hand, he simply stopped hugging An Yunfei, helped her stand upright with one hand, and asked along her mind: "Which woman?" What is your name? What for? ”

In fact, the business and business of An's Group have always been very busy, and today he finally rested at home, didn't go out to socialize, and didn't want to care about An Yunfei's love affair at all.

Seeing An Zicheng ask like this, An Yunfei suddenly stopped, gradually stopped crying, and after standing firm, carefully wiped the tears on her face and the corners of her eyes.

She sank and pondered.

yes, what's that woman's name? What does it do? She didn't seem to know. I don't even remember my face.

"I forgot, Daddy." An Yunfei replied in a low voice, looking at An Zicheng's face. After making a fuss, his temper finally subsided, and he didn't have the strength to do it again.

"Forget it! can be seduced by other women, so what do you want him to do? An Zicheng also began to feel angry in his heart, saying that he didn't like Duan Huaidong more and more.

But his relationship with Duan Qingyuan has always been good, not only in business cooperation, in recent years, the two companies have been in the same boat through thick and thin, invincible, and jointly created one brilliant achievement after another. So he was really embarrassed and took the initiative to withdraw from the family business he had set.

And An Yunfei likes Duan Huaidong so much, An Yunfei will definitely not agree to retreat. If she returns her without authorization, she will inevitably hang herself......

An Zicheng really couldn't figure it out, and he blamed his mother-in-law endlessly in his heart! If her daughter marries into the Duan family, will she really be so beautiful and happy?

At least Duan Huaidong doesn't love her, he hasn't loved her since she was a child!

An Yunfei suddenly saw An Zicheng frowning, and suddenly, all the bad emotions on her face disappeared, showing a look of cherishing her father.

"Hey, what's wrong with you, Daddy? Did your daughter make you angry? If so, then the daughter assures you that she will never lose her temper like this in the future. ”

An Zicheng looked at her again, sighed, and said seriously: "Daddy doesn't, Daddy just feels sorry for you." Is it worth it to hurt your body for a man who doesn't respect you? Well? ”

An Zicheng asked deeply, and An Yunfei's eyes couldn't help but tremble.

It's not worth it. But she can't ignore it, she can't forget it. She loves Duan Huaidong, hopelessly love. Duan Huaidong has another woman, and she can't wait to cut that woman with a thousand knives.

However, An Zicheng is very right, very right! Why punish yourself for the mistakes of others? Since it is the fault of that woman and Duan Huaidong, then, let that woman and Duan Huaidong pay the price!

"Daddy, my daughter understands, I'm sorry......" When An Yunfei suddenly realized, she immediately regretted what she had just done, and leaned affectionately on An Zicheng's shoulder and snuggled up to him.

"My daughter will never throw things around, lose her temper again, and never hurt herself again." An Yunfei was reassuring An Zicheng that she would not let him worry.

An Zicheng finally nodded, much more relieved, and said, "That's good." Then he drank the rest of his glass.

An Yunfei's eyes secretly released the light of a yin owl. She was thinking shallowly in her heart, how to find out Lan Qinxi's identity......

Last night's sleep, as Lan Qinxi wished, she slept for a good time, and slept until more than 11 o'clock in the morning the next day.

In this regard, Lan Qinxi's intuition was crooked, and more importantly, after a sleep, the unpleasant things from yesterday were floating away like clouds, and all the fatigue was gone.

It's just that when she just got up and freshened up, her mother criticized her fiercely, saying that she always likes to sleep lazily and doesn't get up to eat breakfast.

At that time, Lan Qinxi stuck out his tongue, and finally promised his mother that he would try to sleep as little as possible in the future, and even if he worked at night, he would get up before eight o'clock.

In the afternoon, Lan Qinxi went to work in the company. There are a lot of guests who come to the sales department to see the house today, serving tea and water, and five or six people are a little too busy.

Fortunately, none of the leaders came here to be an eyesore. Because today is Sunday, and the leaders are all on weekends.

Time is always in a busy state, quietly flapping by.

In the evening, when everyone got off work and left, Lan Qinxi insisted on staying alone until nine o'clock, and then followed suit.

This time, after work, she took the subway and went directly to Yunhuang Airport without going home. In the afternoon, before she went out to work, she told her parents that she would not go home tonight.

But the reason she said was fake, she lied to her parents, saying that there was a class reunion tonight, and she was going to sing at KTV, singing half a night, and it didn't end until the night.

Actually, no, it was Zhao Junge who got off the plane at one o'clock in the morning.

She missed it too much and couldn't wait to see Zhao Junge. I had already fantasized and planned in my heart, and when he came back tonight, the two of them must have a good chat, talk to their heart's content, and talk all night.

Moreover, they have too many topics to talk about.

The cold winter night was bitterly cold, but fortunately there was no wind or rain, but the temperature was very low, minus five or six degrees Celsius.

At ten o'clock, Lan Qinxi came out of the subway. From the last station of the subway to the airport, there are still five or six miles away.

She was wearing a down jacket, no backpack, and only a mobile phone and a few hundred dollars, standing on the side of the road to stop a taxi.

The severe cold climate, the coldness of the night, and the dangers permeated the suburban environment, she was completely ignorant of not being afraid, and she only had a heart that hoped that Zhao Junge would appear soon.

Finally stopped the car and drove her to the airport, the hour hand was still far from twelve o'clock. She crouched down and stood guard at that particular exit.

At such a late night, there were so few people that even the heating here was turned off. Lan Qinxi squatted and sit, holding his body, trembling. In just a few dozen minutes, the little face and lips were pale.

It was too cold, but she didn't regret it in the slightest. This kind of suffering, for her, is completely overcome. Because after the bitterness, the next thing is infinite sweetness.

After a long, long time, I finally got through to one o'clock. At this time, Lan Qinxi was even more advanced by twelve points, his eyes widened, waiting for Zhao Junge to appear in front of his eyes, waiting for him to surprise himself.