Kuai Chuan Ancestor: Paranoid villain is addicted to pets

Chapter 171 Lovely Transfer Student vs. Miserable Teenager 17
"I'm not short of food." The boy lowered his eyelids and refused coldly.

"Dad knows that you resent me in your heart. Dad just wants to make it up to you. Go back, okay? Just beg you as a dad."

Yu Junan looked at the middle-aged man with white hair on his sideburns, but he didn't harden his heart after all, so he nodded in response.

The man left happily, leaving Yu Junan standing in the room with a gloomy face.

An Qing looked at Yu Junan, the boy stood there alone, like a silent tree.

In fact, he is very kind, but in order to protect himself, he pretends to be indifferent and vicious.

"Yu Junan, come back and do your homework soon."

Pity flashed in An Qing's eyes, and she waved at him.

Yu Junan came back to his senses, turned his head to look at An Qing, the coldness in his eyes gradually faded.

He walked back to An Qing's side, picked up a pen and continued to do his homework.

"You don't have to go if you don't want to, there's no need to embarrass yourself."

An Qing lowered her head and said while doing her homework.

"Don't worry about it." Yu Junan said expressionlessly.

An Qing glanced at her cold profile, and stopped talking.

After finishing his homework, Yu Junan drove An Qing home on his motorcycle.

An Qing watched his leaving back and sighed.

An awkward boy.

Back home, An Qing took a comfortable bath, and was about to cut a plate of fruit for herself when the phone buzzed.

She glanced at the screen and sneered, "The black-hearted jackal is here again."

"Hello, uncle."

"Xiaoqing, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival in a few days. Come to my uncle's house to celebrate the festival. Your aunt's menu is ready."

"No, you can eat by yourself."

"How can it be? After your parents passed away, your uncle is your closest relative. How could your uncle and aunt let you celebrate the festival alone? Come to your uncle's house. The family is lively and lively."

"No need, I have money, so I can go to the restaurant." An Qing finished talking and hung up the phone.

I cut a large bowl of mango and dragon fruit, and poured a cup of coconut juice into it, and I was very happy to eat it.

In a blink of an eye, it is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Yu Junan's father came to pick him up early in the morning.

In a house in a luxury community, a 13-year-old girl shouted angrily to a middle-aged beautiful woman, "Why did you let him come to the house, I don't want to see him! I don't want that kind of person to have anything to do with our family." relation!"

"Xiaoping, you know something. After all, he is my father's child and your brother."

"I don't have a father, and I don't have a brother!"

"You child, your stepfather has always treated you as his own child, and raised you instead of his own. He should be sad when he hears your words."

The middle-aged beautiful woman raised her head and looked out of the window, squinting her eyes, "And he only came to have a meal, not to stay. As long as I'm here, he won't even want to live in."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yu Guoxiong's car stopped at the door.

Not long after, Yu Junan followed him in.

The middle-aged beautiful woman greeted him with a smile on her face.

"This is Jun'an, he's so handsome." She reached out to pat his shoulder, but Yu Jun'an gave her a cold look and avoided him.

The woman froze the corners of her mouth in embarrassment, trying her best to maintain a smile.

Seeing her mother being treated like this, Song Yuan pursed her lower lip tightly, with anger in her eyes.

"Sit down, Junan, go and serve the food, the child didn't eat much in the morning and is hungry."

"I'm going right now."

Wu Yue turned around and the smile on his face cooled down.

The food was brought up.

Wu Yue, Yu Guoxiong and Song Yuan ate and chatted, the atmosphere around the table was harmonious and harmonious, the only one who was not harmonious was Yu Junan.

He is like an outsider here, eating very depressed.

The more harmonious the three of them were, the more pitiful he seemed.

It turned out that they were so happy when he lived alone in that house.

But these happiness originally belonged to him.

Wu Yue glanced at the young man's gloomy complexion, and his eyes flashed with pride.

Fighting with her, he is still a little tender.

"Junan, come, try a piece of braised pork. Your dad loves my braised pork. Let me cook it for him every few days."

Wu Yue wanted to serve Yu Junan with braised pork, but Yu Junan avoided it without giving her any face.

Her hand holding the meat was frozen in the air, her eyes were red, and she gave Yu Guoxiong a wronged look.

Yu Guoxiong looked at Yu Junan who was silent, frowned and sighed, and looked at Wu Yue guiltily, asking her to take more care of her.

Wu Yue pursed his lower lip tightly and didn't say anything, but Song Yuan stopped, slapped the chopsticks on the table and stared at Yu Junan and shouted angrily, "What do you mean? Why do you treat my mother like this? Are you educated? "

Seeing that she was talking too much, Wu Yue took her hand and stopped her, but it was too late.

Yu Junan's face turned completely cold, and he looked at her with frosty eyes, "I still have to ask my dad if I am educated, what do you think, dad?"

Seeing Yu Guoxiong's cold eyes made his heart feel cold and sad, his lips moved but he didn't say anything.

The corner of Yu Junan's mouth curled up in a self-deprecating arc, he put down the bowl and chopsticks, and stood up, "I'm done eating, let's go."

His back was cold and unrestrained, and the expression on his face was indeed extremely lonely.

An Qing ordered a table of takeaways to eat at home. While eating, she sent a text message to Yu Junan, wishing him a happy holiday.

Yu Junan glanced at the message, wanted to reply but didn't reply after all.

He feels very uncomfortable and sad now, and he would not be so sad when he was alone for the festival before.

There is no harm without comparison.

It turned out that he was so happy after abandoning him.

That woman should be the same, spending the festival happily with her new husband and new child.

He clenched his fists hard, called his gang of cronies when he got home, got on his motorcycle and rushed out like crazy.

An Qing was about to go to sleep after eating and drinking, when she heard Xiao Bai say, "Boss, there is another bad luck around Lord Lord God!"

"Understood." An Qing yawned, suppressed her sleepiness and ran out the door.

She took a taxi to where Yu Junan was, tried hard to find him, and finally found him among a bunch of teenagers.

These teenagers were riding motorcycles as if they were in a traffic jam, but this was a winding mountain road, and danger would occur if they were not careful.

"From here to the top of the mountain, one back and forth, whoever takes the shortest time wins, and the loser is called Dad. How about Brother Yu? Do you dare to compare?"

The corner of Yu Jun'an's mouth curled up into a wild and wicked smile, "You've decided what to call dad."

"Brother Yu, come on!"

"Brother Yu, go!"

"Brother Yu, Brother Yu!"

The other teenagers cheered and cheered for Yu Junan. He looked at the front with a cold expression, and kept pushing on the gas pedal. He was about to release the clutch when suddenly, a familiar figure rushed in front of him, and he hastily clenched the clutch.

An Qing ran in front of Yu Junan, panted and opened her arms.

(End of this chapter)