Chapter 12 Already, It's His

"I'm not self-willed... Yes, I'm self-willed. Anyway, leave me alone." Tong Xiaoyun also made up her mind, let go of Qiao Moshen's hand, and strode upstairs.

Tong Wei's legs gave way and he almost fell to the ground.

Is his beloved daughter really going to be given to Qiao Moshen?

Qiao Mo looked at Tong Wei coldly, with deep hatred hidden in his eyes.

He cared so much about his daughter, but he once ruined a happy family with his own hands, can he still remember?

He didn't remember, so he didn't even feel guilty at all.

Jomo tightly clenched his fists, and after a while, he hid his true emotions.

All this has just begun, what Tong Wei owes him, he will get it back sooner or later.

Tong Xiwen's eyes wandered back and forth between Qiao Moshen and Tong Wei, her heart jumped in a panic.

She looked at Nie Man thoughtfully, as if she was asking something?
Nie Man shook his head understandingly, and then began to sob again.

After a while, Tong Xiaoyun came down from upstairs.

She didn't carry many things, a schoolbag, and two pet bags, a cat and a dog.

Tong Wei is sitting on the sofa at the moment, with the gift Qiao Moshen bought for him on the side.

Seeing Tong Xiaoyun coming down, he didn't get up, let alone look at her.

Tong Xiaoyun paused on the stairs before continuing to go down, put the two pet bags on the floor, and slowly came to Tong Wei, "Dad, I'm leaving."

Tong Wei endured the heartache and stood up, still did not look at Tong Xiaoyun, but walked slowly in front of Qiao Moshen, "Mr. Qiao, no matter what, I hope...you don't want Xiaoyun to be wronged."

"Dad, don't worry, I won't let myself be wronged." Tong Xiaoyun said, glanced at Qiao Moshen, and finally at his father, turned around, picked up two pet bags, and walked towards the entrance .

Qiao Moshen left the sofa, nodded to Tong Wei very gentlemanly, and walked out behind Tong Xiaoyun.

"Master, you haven't had breakfast yet, so eat some." Wang Ma came out of the kitchen carrying a plate of pastries she made herself.

Tong Wei sighed, and was about to refuse, when Tong Xiaoyun's slightly excited voice sounded next to his ear, "Wait a minute!"

Qiao Mo was taken aback for a moment, thinking that Tong Xiaoyun regretted it, but he never thought that what she said next really shocked him deeply.

"Uncle, how about... let's stay and eat before we go. The lotus cake made by Wang Ma is delicious." Tong Xiaoyun put down the pet bag again, waiting for the eyes of the lotus cake on Wang Ma's plate to shine.

Qiao Moshen also remembered that she hadn't eaten all this time, so she said after a moment of silence: "Let's go first, I won't let you go hungry."

Tong Xiaoyun smacked her lips, looked pitifully at the hibiscus cake on the plate, and finally couldn't hold it back, and quickly went forward to grab two pieces, took two pet bags, and followed Qiao Mo out of the entrance.

After getting into the car, Tong Xiaoyun settled her beloved pet, and impatiently stuffed a big mouthful of hibiscus cake into her mouth, but just after chewing it twice, she stopped again and sighed.

Jomo looked at her from the side, saw her frown, and asked lightly, "Why don't you eat?"

"I don't know if Dad can eat." She looked at the hibiscus cake in her hand with a sad expression.

I hope that Dad will not let her down, rectify the company well, and revive the momentum of the Tong family.

After chewing a few more mouthfuls, she swallowed the hibiscus cake in her mouth, and began to complain, "It's all your fault, why did you treat my father like that just now? Anyway, he is also your father-in-law. immature."

(End of this chapter)

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