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Chapter 618

Mike glanced at Qin Anan and asked, "Do you want to go down and talk to him?"

Qin Anan didn't seem to hear what he said.

Her eyes fell on the car window, and her soul had been taken away by the man outside.

Mike stopped the car and raised his voice: "An'an, go down and talk to him."

She suddenly came to her senses, pushed the car door open, and got out of the car.

When she was sitting in the car, there was air conditioning, so she didn't feel the heat outside.

When she got out of the car, a wave of heat hit her face, and a thin layer of sweat quickly broke out on her forehead.

She saw that the skin on Fu Shiting's face was red from the sun, his forehead was covered with hot sweat, and his shirt was soaked with sweat and clung to his skin.

She couldn't imagine how long he had stayed in such scorching heat.

"Miss Qin, you are finally back. If you don't come back, my boss's life will be decided here today." Fu Shiting's bodyguard said dissatisfiedly, "We came here at eight o'clock in the morning and have been waiting until now!"

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Qin Anan felt like something was stuck in his throat, and his body was trembling slightly!

Thinking of him being exposed in the sun all day long, she could not suppress her anger and said: "Fu Shiting, I'm not at home, can't you see?!"

"You didn't answer my call, didn't you see it? What if you were at home and just didn't want to see me?!" His voice became hoarse due to lack of water.

Qin Anan's eyes suddenly turned red.

She just didn't answer his call last night. If he called her today, maybe she would answer?

"Why did you come to me?" She choked back the tears in her eyes and asked, "Is it because of Rila's filming of the variety show? She has come back. What do you want to say? Go tell her!"

She spoke lightly. How could her two children listen to him?

"Why does Ruila want to make money at such a young age? Is it because she knows that you owe me money?" Fu Shiting's voice came coldly, "You have brought this pressure that does not belong to the child to the child. You

Let me ask, are you a qualified mother?"

Qin Anan was choked by his questioning.

Rila did do variety shows just to make money.

And Ruila’s purpose of making money must be, as he said, to help her pay off her debts.

"Fu Shiting, the person in this world who is least qualified to criticize me is you!" Qin Anan raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Don't worry about Ruila's affairs!"

"Qin An'an, I won't do anything to you!" He stared at her with sharp eyes like a falcon, and said in a strong tone, "Take this card! It's for your hard work in giving birth to a child! You can use it to pay off your debt.

!I don’t want to see Ruila enter the entertainment industry again, and don’t let me see you taking on private jobs behind my back! Don’t even think about escaping from my control until you give birth to your child!”

He forced a card into her hand and then disappeared from her eyes like a gust of wind.

She clutched the card he gave her tightly, laughing sarcastically in her heart: He asked her to use the money he gave her to pay off her debt to him?

He really figured it out! Not only did he think about it, he also did it.

She felt like her strength had been drained away, and she returned to the living room in a state of weakness.

Mike took her water glass and gave her a glass of water.

"An'an, did he give you this card?" When Mike handed the water glass to her, he took the card from her hand.

Qin Anan picked up the water glass and took a sip of water.

"There seems to be an ATM of this bank outside our community," Mike said excitedly, "How about I go see how much money is in the card?"

Qin Anan could guess the number inside, but she didn't say it.

"Uncle Mike, take me with you! I want to see it too!" Rayla grabbed the hem of Mike's clothes.

Mike picked up Ruila and when he was almost walking to the door, he remembered to ask Qin Anan: "Why did he give you money?"
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