happy ex-wife

Chapter 3927 Fanwai: Father-Daughter War ([-])
Shi Nian shuddered and looked down at the broken photo.

In the photo, is the mother's gentle smile.

Shi Xiayang quickly came out from behind the table, then bent down to pick up the photo frame on the ground.

Shi Nian looked at his father's actions and thought that his aunt had left. It wasn't that he didn't respect his mother, but that he felt sorry for his aunt even more. "To you, is your mother's photo more important than your aunt's?"

"Get out." Shi Xiayang yelled loudly.

Shi Nian bit her lips tightly, her fingertips were embedded in the skin, and there was a needle-like pain.

"Mom is dead, she is dead." Shi Nian shouted loudly.

"Snapped--"

With a slap without warning, Shi Xiayang was holding the photo of his wife with one hand, while the other hand was still in mid-air.

Because of this slap, Shi Nian turned his head slightly to one side.

Shi Xiayang's hands in mid-air trembled violently. This was the first time he had done anything since his daughter grew up.

"Niannian-"

Shi Nian stretched out his hand to cover his face, the pain was burning, tears fell on the back of his hand, and slid down gently.

"Niannian—" Shi Xiayang wanted to reach out, but he didn't dare to touch her.

Shi Nian took a step back, covered his face and looked at his father in front of him, "I hate you, I hate you." Shi Nian yelled loudly, turned around and ran out.

"Niannian—" Shi Xiayang yelled, but the door had already been slammed shut, Shi Xiayang directly raised his hand, and slapped himself hard on the face.

He was simply crazy, how could he do anything to his daughter?
Qiao Yaruan watched Shi Nian run downstairs, and then glanced at the man in the room holding his head up and holding back his tears. In his hand, because he was holding a broken photo frame, blood fell down his fingers to the ground.

A Zhao Yangyang, who imprisoned him all his life, never let him go.

After Shi Nian went downstairs crying, she got into the car and was about to leave, but after she started the car, she saw Qiao Yaruan standing in front of the car, "Godmother."

Qiao Yaruan motioned for her to get off the car, and seeing that Shi Nian didn't move, she said: "Even if you want to go back, you should go back after eating. Let's go home with the godmother, and the godmother will make some for you."

"Godmother, you don't know how to cook." Shi Nian said bluntly, sucking her nose, her cheeks still hurt.

"Instant noodles are still available." Qiao Yaruan didn't think there was anything wrong with doing so.

Shi Nian was amused, then opened the car and got out.

Qiao Yaruan took her back to the family courtyard, "Father and daughter have something to discuss, we must do it."

"He hit me." Shi Nian said in a muffled voice.

"You know your mother is his sore foot, why do you still step on it?" Qiao Yaruan looked at the girl beside her, "You were raised by a godmother, you have always been sensible, but this matter, What you did was extreme."

"Auntie has left." Shi Nian's voice became more and more muffled.

"Even if your aunt is gone, you can't argue with your father, especially when it comes to your mother." Qiao Yaruan said seriously.

"But--"

"Do you know how I met your mother?" Qiao Yaruan said suddenly.

Shi Nian shook her head slightly, Qiao Yaruan had never heard of this matter.

She always thought that Qiao Yaruan took care of her because of her father, but she didn't know that she knew her mother.

And this truth, she felt, might not be acceptable to her.

But at this time, she has no right to refute, "You know my mother? I've never heard you say so before." Shi Nian's voice was hoarse.

(End of this chapter)