Hundreds of billions of marriage favors: marry a wealthy young lady

Chapter 1405 Are you qualified to control me?
It snowed all night and another year is about to pass.

Han Qixi's foot injury has not healed, and the Spring Festival is coming soon, Wu Ling dismissed all Han Qixi's work, let her take a good rest, and heal her foot injury by the way.

A thick layer of snow fell outside, and Han Qixi took tools to entertain herself by pushing the snowman.

The kittens that have turned into three are running around on the snow, leaving plum blossom marks one after another.

Looking at the snowman I pushed, just about to appreciate it, the kitten I picked up not long ago suddenly jumped up and grabbed a large piece of snow. Han Qixi picked up the little white cat and looked at it regretfully The crippled snowman turned and went back to the room.

On New Year's Eve, the Han family personally sent a car to pick up Han Qixi.

For the first time in seven years, Han Qixi spent New Year's Eve at Han's house.

Han Mingcheng seemed to be in a good mood, and he was not as sharp towards Han Qixi as before.

The whole family gathered around the table and had a reunion dinner. Han Mingcheng, who didn't come back often on weekdays, came back today just to have a meal with her.

At the dinner table, Han Mingcheng kept winking at his wife Sun Qian.

"Qixi, eat more." Sun Qian put food for Han Qixi, saw her husband still winking, and said again: "Qixi, you are not too young, and you have been divorced from Situ Hao for more than a year. It's time to think about your marriage."

Han Qixi ate quietly, as if she didn't hear anything.

Han Mingcheng winked at his wife again.

Sun Qian continued: "Qixi Festival..."

"Mom, I'm very busy filming right now, so I don't think about relationships for the time being."

"Then when are you going to wait?" Sun Qian asked, seeing that Han Mingcheng was still winking, she continued, "You are not young anymore, you and Qin Mu..."

"I have nothing to do with him. We haven't seen each other for a long time. We can't even count as ordinary friends..."

Han Mingcheng put down his chopsticks, "You are all hugged together in the photo, how can you say that you are not even friends?"

"I was drunk at the time, and I was drinking crazy." Han Qixi said perfunctorily.

"What kind of wine do you drink as a girl? What do you call it when you are drunk at night?" Han Mingcheng scolded angrily. In this year, give me a blind date!"

"My marriage is my own decision." Han Qixi's tone was cold, neither angry nor angry.

"You are my daughter, you must listen to me in marriage!"

Han Qixi put down her chopsticks, "I'm done eating, let's go first."

"I haven't finished my sentence yet!" Han Mingcheng said angrily, "If you don't get married first, Xiao Zi won't be allowed to get married. If you want your sister to be dragged down by you, it's best not to get married for the rest of your life!"

Han Qixi pretended not to hear, got up and left.

"I'm talking to you, what's your attitude?" Han Mingcheng was annoyed, and patted the dining table angrily, "I'll let you off the hook, after the new year, you'll get along, and you'll get along if you don't!"

"Are you qualified to control me? I'm not messing around outside, the other party is enough to be your daughter!"

Han Mingcheng was so angry that he wanted to smoke Han Qixi, but his wife firmly held him back.

"Qixi, apologize to your dad, don't be angry with your dad, your dad is doing it for your own good..." Before Sun Qian finished speaking, she saw that Han Qixi had already taken the car keys and left.

"They are all good daughters you taught!" Han Mingcheng pushed his wife away, and left angrily.

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At night, Han Qixi stood on the hillside in the suburbs and watched the gorgeous fireworks blooming in the distant sky.

She remembered that every New Year's Eve, Situ Hao would make an appointment with the brothers of the Qin family to come here to drink and watch the fireworks, but now they will definitely not come, Situ Hao has already left.

The man behind him approached softly at this time, Han Qixi subconsciously looked over...

　Ten more. . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)