Chapter 297 You who forced your daughter to have an abortion and put her to death are not worthy of being my mother

Looking at Lai Xian, he guessed that she might be talking about her father Zhuang Yuansheng, curious what she would say, so she got up to say hello to everyone, and went to the bathroom to answer the phone.

"Is something wrong?"

Su Peici heard her daughter's voice sounded calm, and hesitated before speaking.

"Have you gotten close to your dad recently?"

An Xiangwan listened to her, as if she was not happy that she had anything to do with her father.

"So? What does it have to do with you?"

"I don't want you to have too much contact with the banker, and you will go there less in the future."

Su Peici didn't want the man to know how his daughter was doing in An's family all these years, and worried that he would use his daughter as an excuse to trouble her. No matter how prosperous he is now, it is far from the An's.

"Ms. Su, the dealer is my natal family. If I don't go there, where should I go?"

An Xiangwan thought that Pace Su would ask her father how he was doing recently, but he didn't expect that he was here to warn her.

"Your natal family is only Anjia. The Zhuang family is not allowed to go there again, let alone see that man."

Su Peici felt that she had been with Zhuang Yuansheng, a poor man, before, which was simply a stain on her life. It was the An family who gave her the glory, wealth and reputation she wanted.

"You who forced your daughter to have an abortion and put her to death, you are not my mother, and I have never been a member of the An family. I have the blood of the Zhuang family, and the Zhuang family is naturally my natal family."

The more Su Peici objected to something, the more she wanted to do it. Seeing Su Peici and An Yuya's anger made her feel happy.

They had hurt her for so many years, and it was time to pay back.

"What did you say!"

Su Peici was furious, and she reprimanded loudly on the phone.

"Stop calling me mindless calls in the future, and it's enough to be hypocritical to me. Do you really think that if you do that kind of thing to me, I will believe your nonsense as if nothing happened? Save it!"

An Xiangwan was a little agitated, so she ended the call after speaking, what the hell is going on with An's family.

Su Peici and Shen Meizhuang are the same breed, each has its own advantages and disadvantages.

In the bathroom, she took deep breaths repeatedly to adjust her emotions, and then she went out, and saw that the people had almost left, and Zhuang Yu and Tian were still waiting for her, and of course there was a male ghost.

"Xiaowan, you can figure it out."

Tian Yiran wanted to go over and walk with his best friend arm in arm, but was pulled back by Zhuang Yu and shook his head lightly at her. She seemed half-understood, wondering if it was because someone from the An family gave her the phone call just now call?

Zong Che had already eavesdropped on An Xiangwan's phone call just now, and he was very clear about Ren'er's mood at the moment. When he saw her coming out, the corners of his eyes were bloodshot and red. He got up and floated over to pull her into his arms .

By the time An Xiangwan realized it, he had already been taken back to the car by the male ghost.

"I'm fine..."

There was obviously a bit of depression in her words, she wanted to have a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, but she didn't expect that the bad things would still haunt her, it was really bad luck.

The group of rubbish people from An's family on the stall must be the result of her eight lifetimes of bad luck, or else they always linger.

"Ah."

Zong Che hugged her tightly, let her sit on his lap, and gently patted her back to comfort her.

"I'm really fine, just let me go..."

An Xiangwan felt that she was in this indescribable posture. Even if she wanted to be sad, she couldn't feel sad anymore. If someone passing by saw her, she would be ashamed.

(End of this chapter)

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