Chapter 142 Figure skating daughter (28)

"Well, I actually came back to play for a few days."

Mingyue talked nonsense seriously.

An He stopped raising his hand, his small eyes filled with worry, "Little sister, did you hit somewhere in a car accident?"

Why are you just talking nonsense?
"I'm a little hungry. Just wait until I finish eating and explain to you..."

Mingyue smiled, with a sincere look on her face.

An He was speechless and choked, so he asked someone to prepare a meal first. An's mother didn't want to stay in the same space as Mingyue, so she went out with her small bag.

"Have you been staying with Xiaohe? Why doesn't Xiaohe come back?"

Before the food was served, An He asked quickly, his words were sincere and full of concern.

He has had nightmares intermittently over the years. He went from panic and despair to numbness now.

Moreover, every time he did it, he couldn't help but look up An He's past life, and he felt more and more sorry for An He. How could his daughter still be laughed at after living such a life?

Every time I think about this, I can't help but despise myself. He was so obsessed with her back then that he was so indifferent to his own daughter!
"She's busy training."

"That's right, the video of Xiaohe's figure skating has also spread to China. It's time to train hard."

An He continued to ask, "So how is Xiaohe doing? Are you short of money? You can take this card. Although it is not as much as you make in MNB, it is still my heart. Don't save it."

"Ok."

Mingyue accepted the card, and An He felt relieved, "How many days will you be back?"

"No surprise, it's a week."

An He nodded, "I'll have someone clean up a room for you. You'll stay here for the next few days. If you need anything, tell me."

"Sorry, brother." Mingyue chuckled.An He didn't eat and chatted for a while before leaving for the company. After Mingyue finished eating alone, she took a bowl of fruit upstairs.

The room was very clean and the layout was simple. Mingyue turned on the computer and typed quickly with her fingers.

[Lord host, what are you doing? ]
Mingyue frowned slightly, "778 If nothing happens, don't say anything."

778 bites the handkerchief: Wuwuwu, today is also a day to be disliked TVT
Mingyue typed in the last code, and a red dot was displayed on the computer screen. Mingyue's red lips were slightly hooked, and she took the last bite of watermelon.

I randomly picked a car from the parking garage of Anjia Villa and drove out, filling the back seat with snacks I bought at stops along the way.

The car parked in an old residential complex in the suburbs. Mingyue opened a bag of potato chips and walked in. She curled her fingers and knocked on the door.

A vigilant voice came from the door, "Who is it?"

"The person who helps you take revenge."

The man inside the door carefully opened a crack, looked at Mingyue, and then closed the door suddenly, "I don't have money to date! Get away!"

Mingyue smiled lightly, put her white and tender hands on the doorknob, opened the door with her bare hands, and stared at the man with big eyes, "Thank you for letting me in."

The man's eyes widened in horror and his lips trembled, "You, you, you -"

"uh-huh?"

"Are you going to kill me! Were you sent by that bitch!?"

The man roared angrily, found a steel rod in his hand, and threw it at Mingyue like crazy.

Mingyue shook her head, ducked sideways, raised her foot and kicked away the steel rod in the man's hand, turned around and kicked the man hard to the ground, "Can you speak properly now, Mr. An?"

An Chengmao nodded in pain and lay on the ground, with tears and runny nose streaming down his face, "Please don't kill me! I'll give you everything!"

(End of this chapter)

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