Be a scholar after rebirth

Chapter 1277 I'm Not Your Dad

An Ying took a deep breath, then turned around and asked, "What are you talking about?"

An Tianxiang trembled slightly and said, "I am also your father. Since you like that driver, you can take him to your house. Dad has nothing against you, but you are a girl, you can't always It's messing around outside. I've seen that driver before. He looks good. If he is willing to make progress, I'll go and beg you, Uncle Li, to help him find a job. Be decent. Don't let him Let’s go to the driver’s job again, you can stay together.”

The corner of An Ying's mouth twitched. I'm afraid he will have to be a driver for the rest of his life. After all, he is already an old driver, so what if he doesn't drive?
"No need, you just take care of it... An Ning is fine." After An Ying finished speaking, she paused for a moment, and then continued: "In my impression, you are a person who really cares about face. When their mother and daughter say something pretentiously in front of you, you can fly into a rage. Now, An Ning has made you lose face so much, but you haven't even said a word of reproach. People who don't know think she is your own daughter. "

An Ying said with some self-mockery.

An Tianxiang sighed, his eyes were no longer clear.

When the tears came, the eyes were clouded so much that it was almost impossible to see clearly.

"You know, the depth of love, the depth of affection, she is so embarrassing, but she is not my daughter, and she doesn't care that much, but you are my father's daughter, so you care so much."

An Tianxiang burst into tears, wiping away tears while talking.

An Ying took a deep breath, "If you really care about me, you should trust me, and you should understand me. You are my own father, but you would rather trust two outsiders."

An Ying felt a little sad when she said that, and she felt that this topic was always going around between her and her father. Anyway, she couldn't explain it clearly, and she was tired, so she just didn't say anything in the end.

An Tianxiang sighed, clenched his hands suddenly, his body trembled slightly, his back was bent, and he smiled mockingly, "I'm not your father."

"What?" An Ying suddenly turned to look at him.

But he didn't say anything, turned around, and left tremblingly.

An Ying stood there in a daze, and her heart was stirred up in a flash.

What does that sentence mean?
Not... her father, what do you mean?
I thought about it for a long time, but I didn't understand it. In the end, I could only laugh at myself, and I didn't think about it anymore. Whether it was before or not, it won't be anymore.

An Tianxiang also left, An Ying sorted out her emotions, and returned to the box.

The dishes are ready.

Qiao Zhiwei and the others all came to toast An Yingjiu.

An Ying wasn't in a good mood at first, as soon as they toasted her, she actually took it and drank it.

In the beginning, everyone had a great time playing and chatting happily, chatting about some music creations, and then chatting about life, all kinds of mutual hatred.

An Ying's attainment in music is extremely high, which gave them a lot of inspiration.

Several people were able to take out pens and write scores at the dinner table.

Seeing them working so hard for life, ideals, and their own goals, she bent her lips and smiled softly.

While smiling, he put wine to his mouth.

While drinking, she pointed out the song they wrote to Qiao Zhiwei and the others with a serious expression.

(End of this chapter)