Fu Jiang's deep contour was filled with a deep chill, and a pair of Danfeng eyes narrowed slightly.

With only one glance, he was very ruthless and told her clearly with his eyes that he was repelling her approach.

Liao Mengyao's heart trembled. She had never seen her father look at her with such eyes, and never.

I was very wronged, tears that I was holding back in my eyes burst out instantly, and I said with pity: "Dad, they all said, you don't want me."

Speaking of the back, she couldn't cry.

"Who said this?"

Liao Mengyao looked at him cautiously, as if seeing hope, bit her lip gently: "Tang Yaoyao."

Fu Jiang withdrew his gaze and passed her indifferently.

With the wind around him, it was obviously autumn. At this moment, it gave her a countless coolness, which pierced her heart, shivering with cold.

After that, she walked to Tang Yaoyao's side: "That's a good speech, Dad prepared a prize for you."

The original cold voice, at this moment, was a little bit indescribable.

Liao Mengyao's breathing was stagnant, and she turned her head in amazement, only to feel that she was the same daughter, but there was a huge difference between them.

Her lips trembled: "Dad..."

Suddenly, Fu Jiang didn't hear it. After sitting down on the sofa, he raised his eyebrows towards Qiao Yanzhi.

Qiao Yanzhi walked past her without even looking at her, but just sat down on the edge of the sofa near Tang Yaoyao.

Su Mei's fetal membrane looked at the man and woman sandwiched by Xu Feng and Jiang Ci at the door.

Meng Qingyue had already seen it just now.

And beside her, stood a middle-aged man who was very shabby and slightly hunched, with fine silver hair and not very clean. It could be seen that he was living at the bottom.

It's just that although there are wrinkles on that face, it is not difficult to see that when he was young, he must have been a handsome man.

She looked carefully and saw that the man's lips were very similar to Fu Mengyao, and that face was also there.

It became clear at once.

This is Liao Mengyao's father who is here, and there is a good show.

Tang Yaoyao naturally noticed the man too, thinking about it, he was Liao Xin.

"Beauty, help me sit on the sofa."

Su Mei listened and nodded.

Qiao Yanzhi didn't speak, just picked up an apple and peeled it with a fruit knife. Next, she didn't need to talk nonsense.

In the dry weather in autumn, Yaoer needs to eat some fruits and increase vitamins.

Fu Jiang said, Dan Feng raised his eyes, the chill was not reduced by half, and the corners of his mouth were vindictively curved: "You and my father and daughter, and the last thing I did for you is to help you find your own life. Parents, say hello to your parents."

Liao Mengyao listened to his cold voice with no affection at all, and then paid attention to his gaze, looking at the door.

She just remembered that she was dazzling just now and saw a few people, but her eyes were all on Fu Jiang and she didn't pay much attention.

At this moment, she suddenly didn't dare to turn around, she didn't want to face reality.

A pair of eyes wandered around the living room.

She is unwilling to leave the Fu family, unwilling.

At this time, Qiao Yanzhi stopped cutting the apple's hand, raised his eyes to look at the same pale face of Meng Qingyue, and smiled with a grin, his voice was somewhat ruthless: "Your baby girl, it seems that I don't want to recognize you."

Meng Qingyue's eyes were pale at the moment, looking at her daughter's stiff back.

She lost after all.

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