Quickly wear the goddess, a little sweet

Chapter 89
The mother and daughter left one after the other, the house was too noisy, and none of the servants dared to come out first to make trouble.So it also created such an embarrassing situation.

Han Yuan's face turned red and then pale, and he stood there blankly, not knowing what he was thinking, feeling a huge sense of powerlessness in his heart, he knew that he couldn't divorce.

Relying on the influence of the Mu family, he always puts on airs when socializing outside, and never saves face for others.Once he gets divorced, I'm afraid there will be many people waiting to trample on him.

At this time, Han Qingyin came out hesitantly, gently tugged at the corner of Han Yuan's clothes, and murmured: "Dad, did I get into trouble..."

Han Yuan was feeling irritable, and didn't realize who the person behind him was. He flung his hands away and blurted out, "Get lost!"

Huge strength hit the slender wrist, and it turned red in an instant. Han Qingyin's deep pupils flickered imperceptibly with a cold light, and then quickly disappeared, and she cried out in a low voice, half aggrieved and half puzzled, "Dad ? You hurt me!"

The little girl's soft and waxy accent woke up Han Yuan who was still in deep thought. He turned around abruptly, and saw his daughter who was carved out of the same mold as the woman he loved. At this moment, her dark and moist eyes were shining. With tears streaming down her face, she looked up at him eagerly.

Han Yuan's anxious mood immediately dissipated a lot, he raised his hand to touch her long hair, and said, "I'm sorry, Qingyin, I scared you."

Han Qingyin shook her head gently, hugged his arm nostalgicly, and asked in a low voice disappointed: "Dad, I heard it just now, and it's all because of me that you and your mother have such a trouble, right? Or, you Take me, send me away..."

At the end, he couldn't hide his disappointment, sobbing softly.

The crying Han Yuan's heart also throbbed, and his resentment towards Mu Han's mother and daughter deepened.

He forced a smile and asked Han Qingyin, "Qingyin, don't talk nonsense, how could Dad send you away? But Dad is leaving, would you like to go with Dad?"

"Of course!" Han Qingyin took it for granted, and made no secret of her dependence on Han Yuan, "My home is where my father is!"

Compared with the aggressiveness of the eldest daughter, it is obvious that the younger daughter's little bird is more pitiful.

This is his good daughter, and Mu Qingyuan——

snort!He just pretended that he had never had this daughter.

Without packing his luggage, Han Yuan led Han Qingyin out of the Mu's villa step by step.

When he stood at the door and looked back, there was a hint of reluctance in his eyes.

But he believes that Mu Han, who loves him deeply, is just talking in a moment of anger, and when the anger passes, he will definitely apologize to him and beg him not to divorce.

Han Yuan thought very well, but he didn't know that with Su Kui around, he might never be able to wait for that day.

Sitting in a black Mercedes-Benz, she sped away all the way. Before leaving, through the window of the car, Han Qingyin's deep pupils flashed bloodthirsty, and a wicked smile rose from the corner of her lips, which quickly disappeared.

Open mouth silently:

Mom, sister, wait for me to come back——

The night is like thick ink, so deep that no light can be seen, the unique moisture of the night slowly infiltrates the air, Su Kui leans on the window sill, her eyes bypass the musical fountain, the gravel path, and follow the bright taillights of the Mercedes-Benz Go out all the way until the shadow can no longer be seen.

Withdrawing her gaze, Su Kui slowly rubbed her tender white fingertips, meditating quietly.

This step of hers can be described as a dangerous move. Although Han Yuan and Han Qingyin were forced out of the Mu family and avoided future leaks of company secrets, it will undoubtedly make Han Qingyin's blackening faster.

Thinking of this, Su Kui couldn't help but look forward to it. What will she do next?

　La la la ~ ask for a ticket ~
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