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Chapter 1021

What kind of father is Yun Shijie? Who is he?!

Really treat yourself as something!

After Qin An'an left, Yun Shijie frowned and drank a sip of wine.

Did he want too much?

2.4 billion a year, obviously not much! It’s just a fraction of Fu Shiting’s annual income!

After leaving the restaurant, Qin Anan felt even more upset.

The matter has been completely unfolded in front of her. She cannot satisfy Yun Shijie's appetite. Then Yun Shijie will definitely go to Fu Shiting next.

This old bastard, let him touch Fu Shiting's hard stone!

But Fu Shiting will definitely be very upset!

On the way back, she put on Bluetooth headphones and planned to call Fu Shiting, wanting to hear his voice.

Remember the URL

When she turned on her phone, she suddenly saw the message from Mrs. Zhang.

——Xiao Han and Ruila have a quarrel. It’s quite serious. You’re done with it and come back quickly.

After reading the news, she felt dizzy!

She put down her phone, took off her headphones, and rushed back quickly.

Galaxy Bay villa, living room.

Rhela held the storage box and squatted on the floor, feeling depressed and silently wiped her tears.

Mrs. Zhang persuaded Xiaohan outside the door of the children's room on the second floor, but there was no response at all.

Fortunately, Ziqiu is quite well-behaved now, and she doesn't cry or make trouble. She eats snacks and plays with toys alone in the crib.

Soon, Qin Anan rushed back.

Before she could change her shoes, she strode into the living room. Seeing her daughter's depressed look, she immediately picked her up.

"Baby, what's wrong? Why did you quarrel with your brother?" When she was talking, she saw the copybook in the storage box. "Is it because of the copybook?"

"My brother doesn't like the gifts given by his father, and he kicks the box with his feet. I said he is wrong, so he yells me out." Rilla lowered her eyes, and tears were hanging on her long eyelashes.

Listening to his daughter's aggrieved voice, Qin An'an's mind had a scene of his son's anger.

"Mom understands. Mom is going to find your brother now. Just stay here, don't cry. If you are hungry, go eat first. Mom will come to you soon." Qin Anan put down his daughter and strode towards the stairs.

"Mom, brother locked the door." Ruila reminded.

"Well, it's okay. I'll let him open the door."

Mrs. Zhang heard the sound upstairs and immediately reminded Xiaohan in the door: "Xiaohan, your mother is back."

After Mrs. Zhang finished saying this, the door was opened with a creak.

Qin Anan walked upstairs, and Mrs. Zhang walked up to her and whispered: "I'll go downstairs first, please advise Xiaohan."

After Mrs. Zhang left, Qin An'an strode into the children's room.

Xiaohan sat at the desk, stretched his chin and pursed his thin lips.

"Qin Zihan, you are no longer a three-year-old child. Mom can't always use the method of coaxing a three-year-old child to make you happy." Qin Anan was in a bad mood, so his patience with the child decreased. "You may not like the gifts your father gave you, but you don't need to get so angry because of this little thing."

Xiaohan was stunned.

He didn't expect his mother to be so harsh.

It seemed as if my mother chose to stand between him and Fu Shiting.

He couldn't accept it!

He walked out with his schoolbag in big strides!

When passing by Qin An'an, a strong wind was brought!


Chapter completed!
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