Mischief Vampire Highness

Chapter 8 Street Raiders: Peerless Rascals
"You did it." The old man walked up to me from the black BMW, escorted by his attendants, and looked at the snails still moaning on the ground.

"I didn't say I did it, you saw it." I stretched my neck, still confident.

"Which of you saw it, you...you...you and you, did you see that I hit you?"

I squinted at my father, turned around and gave them a threatening breath, pretending to ask "the discerning eyes of the masses".

"Old, Dad, I'm a lady, I don't know how to fight." Seeing that no one dared to squeak, I put on a courteous smile and coaxed Dad as a matter of course.

Dad didn't pursue it, and walked towards me in the same color sports car with a cane.

This old guy, I thought he was good at acting, but I didn't know that his crutches were just superfluous?Dress up.
I waved my teeth and claws at his figure, and happened to see the guy on the sports car whose ears I had bitten seemed to be looking at me, but I saw his eyes clearly, so I stuck out my tongue at him, thinking about how to escape.

"Sign the contract." I was still thinking about something, and when I didn't pay attention, my father led the guys on the sports car into the corner of the house.

Dad suddenly turned around and glared at me:
"return."

To go in or not to go in?If you go in, you will die, if you don't go in, you will die, if you die, you will die!I pushed open the door, followed the familiar route, and rushed upstairs.

"Stop." I hadn't escaped to the stairs with a few steps, but my father yelled at me so loudly that I had to stop and keep my movements and stand still.

In the empty living room, the neat furniture was cleaned by Wu Ma so that it was shining. I slowly turned my head and saw that my father was smoking a cigarette, and the white smoke was entangled in front of his tired face.

Those guys with white masks were sitting on the sofa in my house, and there was a document on the desktop.

The old man puffed out a cigarette, looked at the beautiful photo of his old mother without saying a word.

Every time he is silent like this, I really want to cry in front of him, because it is very sad, I always know that my father loves me very much, just like I love him the most.

Maybe it's because I'm used to it. In his eyes, I will always be a crazy girl who can't grow up, so I shouldn't have any troubles. I would rather force my face to smile than go crazy...

(End of this chapter)