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Chapter 120 Add fuel and vinegar, fan the flames 2
Song Anqi looked up, and it was her mother who was complaining to her father who had just returned from a business trip.

Song Huaizhong didn't pay much attention to housework, and only felt a headache for Jiang Lan's complaints, so he said perfunctorily:
"Okay, her mother died early, and now she has another child. It must be hard. You and An Qi just let her go, so what?"

Jiang Lan was unhappy when she heard this.

"Let her go? This is not a trivial matter, how can I let it go? Do you know how many years our An Qi has been chasing Lu Jinhan? She is a veritable queen! She is the best quality diamond in the imperial capital Man, it's not like you don't know how many high-class ladies are chasing after him!"

The more she talked, the more angry she became, Jiang Lan shook off Song Huaizhong's arm.

"Do you know how many young people our family An Qi has rejected over the years because she only fell in love with Lu Jinhan? Do you know how much she has worked hard for Lu Jinhan over the years?"

"Let me tell you, it was hard for her to get the chance to sign with the Continental Group! Seeing that she was one step closer to Lu Jinhan, she was kicked by that bitch Song Yinyin. Now it's all right, Lu Jinhan Han was robbed, and even his job was robbed. I think that bitch came here on purpose for An Qi!"

Hearing Jiang Lan's cry, Song Anqi's pretty face drooped, her mouth pursed, and she hugged Jiang Lan's arm, "Mom, you still love me."

Jiang Lan patted her lightly: "I am your mother, of course I love you."

Then, she turned her head to look at Song Huaizhong: "Old Song, you are talking."

"I see this matter, let's forget it."

Song Huaizhong frowned and said, "Don't you know about your own daughter? Didn't I get all the so-called fame with money? You always complain that I don't love you, but ask yourself, I love you mother and daughter. Two, but good enough."

Jiang Lan stared wide-eyed and said in disbelief: "Song Huaizhong, how can you say that about your daughter?!"

Song Anqi also blushed with anger: "Mom... listen to what Dad said...he doesn't love me at all... woo woo woo..."

The tears came as soon as they were said, and in just a few seconds, Song Anqi's face was covered with pear blossoms and rain.

When Jiang Lan saw her, she felt very distressed. She held her daughter's face and wiped it again and again.

"Look, what kind of bullying our An Qi has become! You, you, it's fine if you don't help her, and what are you talking about! Hmph, I don't think this family can survive. Tomorrow, I will be with my daughter. Run away from home together!"

As she spoke, Jiang Lan stretched out her hand to grab Song Anqi, and yelled at the housekeeper.

"Housekeeper, go, pack my luggage, I'm going back to my mother's house with An Qi today!"

When the servants in the room heard that Jiang Lan was going to take Song Anqi away, they all came out to watch the excitement.

Song Huaizhong couldn't bear this stimulation, and quickly grabbed Jiang Lan's arm, "Oh, what are you doing? I mean, who said you won't help your daughter?"

Jiang Lan turned around in surprise: "Are you serious, do you want to help your daughter?"

"An Qi is my own after all." Song Huaizhong sighed softly.

"You said it yourself!"

Jiang Lan was very happy, but quickly frowned: "I heard from An Qi that the son of Song Yinyin's girl was born to Lu Jinhan, and they all said that mothers are more expensive than children. Maybe Lu Jinhan is because of this. , to help Song Yinyin."

Song Huaizhong was taken aback: "Is this true?"

(End of this chapter)