Lovely pet rich and cold wife: You must

In the middle of the night, there was a heavy rainstorm, like a harbinger of the coming darkness. Xia Fanhua drove recklessly on the expressway at the highest speed. On such a rainy night, accidents might happen if one is not careful. But he was not timid at all!

An Qi buried herself deeply in the quilt, and with the violent storm, she cried loudly, as if she had vented all the emotions she had accumulated over the years.

When she woke up in the morning, An Qi opened her eyes in a daze, turned her head to the side, and listened to the sound of birds "twittering" outside the window. Because of the heavy rain last night, she looked completely new.

An Qi lifted the quilt, got up from the bed, went to the window barefoot, and closed the curtains with a "crash", she was not used to such bright sunlight.

She calmly came to the closet and opened it, intending to just pick up any clothes, but when she saw the clothes in the closet, she didn't have the courage to pick them up.

After graduating, she has been living outside for many years. In this closet, there are clothes from when she was in school. Looking at each piece of clothing, it is a memory.

In the end, An Qi pulled out a long plaid dress, her hair was covered, and she was full of literary style. She came out of the bedroom, walked to the guardrail, and looked at the scene in the living room downstairs. Father An was sitting on the sofa, holding a Newspaper, tilting her head, Wei Wei can see Mrs. An busy in the kitchen.

An Qi suddenly didn't want to go downstairs. Looking at such a scene, she always felt that she would disturb their good mood.

It seems that this is really the case. Since she was a child, she has been worrying her family. They always forgive her again and again, but what about her?

But it hurt them again and again.

Xu felt that someone was watching him. Father An put down the newspaper, raised his head slightly, and saw An Qi upstairs. He didn't speak, and just looked at her quietly for a while.

An Qi smiled at Father An, and then walked down the stairs, "Dad, good morning!" An ordinary morning greeting made An Qi's tone tremble, and she couldn't help but want to cry.

Afraid that she would cry, An Qi immediately turned around and walked towards the kitchen. The chef was preparing breakfast, and Mrs. An was helping. When An Qi passed by, Mrs. An just baked the bread and put it on a plate .

An Qi stretched out her hand and said, "Mom, let me help you!"

Mrs. An raised her eyes to look at An Qi, then handed the plate to An Qi. An Qi brought it out and put it on the dining table. Afterwards, Mrs. An came out with a large box of milk.

He shouted in the direction of the living room: "Don't look, come and have breakfast!"

Father An heard this, put down the newspaper in his hand, and walked over.

An Qi also sat down, looked at them, didn't know what to say, and finally remained silent, eating breakfast in silence.

Mrs. An poured a glass of milk and pushed it in front of An Qi, "Drink the milk."

An Qi took it, and looked up at Mrs. An, only to see that she was eating bread by herself without looking at herself.

He picked up the milk and took a sip. Father An didn't say a word at the table. After breakfast, he looked at the time and said, "I'm going to the company first."

Mrs. An also stood up from her seat, helped Father An straighten his tie, took his briefcase from the sofa, and handed it to Father An.