It was not until the footsteps were closer that Su Jieyu realized there was someone in front of her.
She raised her head, glanced at Qin Mingqian, and smiled slightly apologetically.
"Sorry, I was distracted just now and didn't notice you. Brother Qin, why are you here?"
Qin Mingqian waved his hand and said it was okay, then put the gift box in front of her and explained:
"After returning from this business trip, my company gave me a souvenir. It seemed to contain some cosmetics and other things. I, a grown man, can't use them, so I thought I would just give it to you."
Seeing Su Jieyu thanking him softly, he couldn't help but pursed his lips. Although he didn't say anything, a trace of heartache flashed in his eyes.
Ever since he saw Meng Anyao leave with his own eyes just now, Qin Mingqian felt deeply sorry for Su Jieyu.
Over the years, he has never stopped paying attention to Su Jieyu and has always appreciated her efforts.
Over the years, everyone knows how much Su Jieyu loves her daughter Meng Anyao and how many sacrifices she has made for her, even sacrificing her own career.
As a result, he just raised an ungrateful person.
Girls from other families are naturally dependent on their mothers, but Meng Anyao is an exception.
Not only does he not feel sorry for his mother who has given more to him, but he also empathizes with Meng Huaizhou, his father who is basically not at home and seems to be invisible.
Even he, an outsider, felt heartbroken just thinking about it, let alone Su Jieyu, the person involved.
Thinking of this, Qin Mingqian couldn't help but call Su Jieyu's name again.
"Arabic..."
Su Jieyu raised her pale face and looked at him. When she met his eyes full of pity, she was dazed for a moment.
Neither of them said anything much, but as they stared at each other silently, it seemed as if something was flowing silently.
Aunt Zhang looked around, stood up, and quietly left the room, leaving space for the two of them to talk.
On the other side, Meng Anyao found a small shop on the roadside as soon as she went out, and borrowed the landline there to call Meng Huaizhou.
As soon as he opens his mouth, he starts complaining.
"Dad, you divorced my mom and moved out of the house, which is such an important matter, but you didn't even call me to tell me. I couldn't find you when I came back, and I was almost worried sick."
Meng Anyao has been full of admiration for her father Meng Huaizhou since she was a child. She speaks in a coquettish manner unconsciously, sounding particularly cute and naive.
"Dad, you don't know that you just moved out, and that unruly Zhang Ma actually bullied me. It's really too much! You have to make the decision for me on this matter."
"Also, when my mother asked me who I planned to be with in the future, I chose you without hesitation. Am I a particularly good daughter?"
"I've been standing outside for so long that I'm almost dying of exhaustion. Dad, where do you live now? Come and take me home as soon as possible."
She said a lot, but there was no response. She couldn't help but ask in confusion:
"Dad, are you listening to me?"
Meng Huaizhou finally responded slowly, but his tone sounded particularly cold.
"Who allowed you to make a decision without my consent? Did I say I agreed to let you follow me?"
These unexpected words made Meng Anyao a little at a loss for a moment. She was about to ask awkwardly, wouldn't he be happy if I lived with him in the future?
But before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Meng Huaizhou.
"I am so unlucky to have such a shameful daughter like you. Look at all the good things you have done these days. You have made me unable to hold my head up in front of my colleagues."
"Why should I spend money to support a useless piece of trash like you? Go back and tell your mother now that I don't agree with you following me in the future."
"If you have the nerve to keep being so shameless here, you might as well go back to the army, admit your mistakes and apologize, and return to the art troupe, otherwise you will never recognize me as your father again!"
Meng Anyao felt like her heart was about to break when she heard these words.
"Dad, how can you say that to me? I've already made a harsh statement to my mom, saying that I will never go back to her again. Now you're asking me to go back and give in to her. Aren't you slapping me in the face?"
"There's nothing good about the art troupe. They can't accommodate me anymore, and I don't want to go back. Someone as outstanding as me can find a job anywhere. I don't want to go back and apologize in disgrace. Wouldn't that make me look inferior?"
No matter how she defended herself, Meng Huaizhou's tone did not waver.
He repeatedly and firmly demanded that Meng Anyao must go back and apologize, otherwise she would never be able to find him and be with him.
In the end, Meng Anyao was pushed into a corner and had no choice but to agree reluctantly.
"I understand, Dad. I'll listen to you and apologize to them. Please don't abandon me. I promise I will listen to you."
"But I'm still holding my own luggage. Can you give me your current address so that I can put my things down before talking about anything else?"
She said soft words for a long time before she finally succeeded in persuading him and got Meng Huaizhou's current address.
Meng Huaizhou is from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, so naturally he has a house allocated to him by his unit.
Meng Anyao finally found the place. The first thing she did after entering was to observe the environment.
Although this new house is the same as the one she lived in before, both are large courtyards.
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