Chapter 562
Xiao Haiqing squinted his eyes and smiled, his body exuded a strong smell of alcohol.

Xiao Daoan looked at his daughter, that kind of disappointment had become a habit, he stared at her for a while, and then said: "You child just can't make sense, you have done so many wrong things, don't I still support you and help you? It’s good for you, you really want to let the whole family starve to death, don’t you?”

"Get lost." Xiao Haiqing said suddenly.

The sound is not loud, without any ups and downs.

Xiao Daoan can bear the insult of anyone outside, but he has to earn enough face in front of Xiao Haiqing, so at this time, when his daughter tells him to get out, he subconsciously wants to get angry, but when he thinks of Mr. Bai's words just now, he feels sullen Holding back in his heart, he could only abandon his daughter and leave.

But Xiao Daoan did not leave the hotel, the banquet was not over yet, of course he couldn't just give up like this.

"Haiqing, how many drinks have you had?" After exchanging greetings with the others, Jing Yunzhao took the glass from Xiao Haiqing's hand and asked frowning.

"Not much." Xiao Haiqing smiled, but his eyes were a little blurred, so he simply picked up a bottle and drank it "gudong gudong".

Although she has been sad because of her father's affairs these years, she has always been very self-disciplined, and she has known a lot of gangsters, but since the death of her grandfather, she has never messed around with others, and she pretended to be rebellious on the surface , before it was possible, it was just to attract the attention of my father, and I never really indulged.

But sometimes, she really hopes to numb herself.

In front of her friends, she tried to be brave to save face. She never wanted to talk about these private matters, and she even showed an attitude of breaking up with her family, but how could it be so easy?

Seeing her once proud father bow down like a clown to please others, watching him treat her daughter as a commodity, the feeling is really sad and desolate.

Jing Yunzhao sighed quietly.

Su Chu and Gan Jinchen looked at Xiao Haiqing in dismay, and both felt it was a pity in their hearts.

No wonder Xiao Haiqing has an independent personality, so there is another reason for it.

"Yunzhao, sometimes I see how he forgets my mother completely, I really want to kill him." Xiao Haiqing tilted his head by Jing Yunzhao's shoulder, and continued: "When I was young, my mother Tell me, my father is a very hardworking and capable man. At that time, he was still working for others, leaving early and returning late every day, but my mother never blamed him, and prepared everything for him so that he would have no worries. He said that he wanted to start a business, but his mother supported him desperately. At that time, the family owed a huge amount of debt. My grandparents’ coffins were all sent to him for squandering. He slept outside, and people often came to ask for the debt at home. Pale, but she never cried in front of me, never told him that she had a bad heart, so she couldn't make it through."

"At that time, I still felt that my father was still working very hard. I thought he should feel more uncomfortable than me, but I didn't expect that in less than three years, a newcomer would start and get married with a son."

"Men who only think about their careers are really not good things. They say it's for that family, but it's actually an excuse. They're just for themselves." Xiao Haiqing said again while drinking.

She drank the bottle of wine in a short while, and with the previous few drinks, she was completely drunk.

Jing Yunzhao and Su Chu said a word, supported him and sent him upstairs to the room to rest.

At this moment, a waiter walked towards Xiao Daoan, handed him a note, and said, "Sir, there is a girl who asked you to call her back, saying that she has something important to call you."

(End of this chapter)

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