you are my soft spot

Chapter 207 You Are My Birth, You Are My Raise

"Qing Yun, come behind the plane tree not far from you, and don't let your friend follow you." Cong Zhihui's tone was abnormal.

Hearing this, Qing Yun's heart tightened, fearing that something might happen.

I talked to several colleagues around me, and Shifan, and made an excuse to go.

Behind the big old sycamore tree, stood a familiar yet extremely strange figure, and Qing Yun's heart skipped a beat.

Complicated emotions instantly filled my heart, "Why is it you, Dad?"

The 47-year-old Qing Yeshan looks very young, as if he is about 40 years old. He is dressed in a bright suit, which shows that his life is not bad.

The pitch-black eyes fixed on Qing Yun's neck for a while, then moved away, squeezed her eyes and smiled: "Xiao Yun, it seems that you have been doing well recently."

Qingyun couldn't remember how long she hadn't seen her father. He didn't show up when her younger brother was admitted to college, and he didn't show up when she got married. She and her mother were hurt, but he still didn't show up.

Such an important few days did not appear, but he did suddenly appear now!

After a while, I was really sad and angry, and I didn't know what attitude I should use to face this irresponsible father!
There was eagerness in Qingyeshan's eyes, seeing that Qingyun didn't speak, he took a few steps closer, and the smile on his face widened even further.

"This... Xiao Yun, you see, you have won the championship recently, and you are also a celebrity. Dad is here today, firstly to congratulate you, and secondly, to borrow some money from you, haha. Not too much, just give me 5 yuan."

As soon as she said it was money, Qing Yun smiled wryly, and pointed to the scar on her face, "Am I doing well?"

Qing Yeshan rolled his eyes and sighed, "It takes hardship to become a master. I have seen what happened to you from the news. You are a blessing in disguise."

"Yeah, Qing Yun." Cong Zhihui on the side was also speaking nicely for Qing Yeshan, "Your dad is right, so you can give him some money. Mom really has no money on hand, otherwise It doesn't matter what you want."

No matter how uncomfortable Qingyun felt, she seemed to be used to it. If it weren't for her mother's indulgence, how could the family have become like this.

He took a deep breath and tried not to make too much noise, so as not to attract the attention of others, "Mom, it's your business if you continue to give him money to gamble. But on my side, there is no money!"

Cong Zhihui sighed, "Why don't you say that, he is your father after all, isn't he?"

dad?

Hehe, how can a father never come back even when his daughter gets married?
Show up just to ask for money!

want money!

want money!

Qing Yun really didn't know why Cong Zhihui was bewitched by Qingye Mountain, and would connive to such a terrible extent!

It doesn’t matter if a man doesn’t support his family or make money, but he has to keep taking money out of the house to gamble and go whoring, and the wife is still focused on satisfying his wishes!
Really, there are always some things in this world that you can't understand no matter how you think about it!
"My friends are still waiting for me, you guys talk slowly!" Qing Yun said the last sentence very emphatically.

Hearing this, Qing Ye Shan immediately changed his smiling face to a cold one, grabbed Qing Yun's arm, and pulled it forward forcefully.

Reverting to the prototype, he questioned ruthlessly and without emotion: "You were born and raised by me. If I want you to give me the money, you must take it!"

(End of this chapter)