Chapter 3
It's not like he doesn't know how precious his daughter is, so if he goes out like this, something may happen.

"Father," Qingqian stabilized her emotions, looked up at her parents seriously: "This is my own choice."

Sakura Tingze was stunned, she knew how much her daughter was obsessed with Keigo Atobe, she probably really gave up on being able to sign this divorce agreement this time.

"I'm serious," Qingqian nodded firmly, "I've thought everything through."

"You really..." Ying Ting Ze was halfway through speaking, Ying Ting Yuqing shook her head at him.

"Qianqian has been out for so long, are you hungry when you come back? I made your favorite roast beef and Yorkshire pudding today." Yuqing Yingting smiled at Qingqian: "Go and wash your hands, We can eat right now."

"Okay." Qingqian smiled at her parents, got up and walked to the bathroom.

"Why didn't you let me finish talking just now?" Ying Tingze looked at Ying Ting Yuqing puzzled.

"You are stupid, Qianqian is sad right now, and obviously doesn't want to say more, but you keep asking." Ying Ting Yuqing pulled Ying Ting Ze towards the kitchen.

"Madam is more careful." Ying Tingze smiled and helped Ying Ting Yuqing bring out the prepared meals.

Waiting for Qingqian to come out of the bathroom, Yingting Yuqing called for dinner.

"Come here, this is what you like to eat." Yingting Yuqing put the dish with a chopstick in a clear bowl.

"Thank you mom." Qingqian stuffed the dish into her mouth, chewed a few mouthfuls before swallowing it.

Looking at the gentle smiling face of the mother in front of him, the clear and shallow eye sockets are a little red, the father and mother in the family are extremely loving, and the mother washes her hands and makes soup for the father every day, and never fakes her hands to others.

And the father is also very face-saving, every time he eats the dishes cleanly.

So during the year when I married Jingwu, I also went around the kitchen every day, cooking him food in different ways. Fortunately, although he didn't show how much he liked it, he never showed his affection. Lost my own face.

This was one of the few things that made me happy that year.

I can't think of him anymore, and you will never have any intersections from now on.

Qingqian tried her best to hold back the tears that were about to burst into her eyes.

Ying Tingze sat on the side, having such a poor appetite when eating his wife's food for the first time, especially seeing her daughter's red and swollen eye sockets still looked like chewing wax, she was even more angry.

"Dad, Mom, I'm full, you eat slowly." Qing Asahi took two bites before putting down the bowl and chopsticks.

"Go take a shower when you're full, take a good rest, and don't think too much about other things." Yingting Yuqing said with a smile.

"Okay." Qingqian nodded and went back to her room upstairs.

"Pa" After Qingqian left, Ying Tingze became more and more angry, and slapped the dining table.

"What are you doing!" Ying Ting Yuqing was taken aback and glared at Ying Ting Ze while speaking.

"I didn't do it on purpose," Sakura Tingze looked at his wife apologetically, "I just thought that the daughter who grew up in my hands was actually being bullied by that bastard Keigo Atobe, and I couldn't let it go." !"

Yingting Yuqing didn't say anything, obviously she was also angry about this matter.

"Look at this favorite roast beef, you haven't even eaten two bites, and this Yorkshire pudding." Ying Tingze glanced unhappily at the almost untouched roast beef and the plate of pudding, and the fire in his heart returned. Brought up.

(End of this chapter)

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