Angel is a little bad

Chapter 710
Qiao Na snorted: "I'm too lazy to argue with people, I'm going to bed, and the nanny will come back from shopping later, and she'll wake you up when she's done."

Huahuo looked at her in surprise: "We are in the middle of nowhere, but you still pay for a nanny?"

Qiao Na said: "The money I paid for the nanny is not even half of your living expenses. Why don't you talk about yourself?"

Huahuo was shocked, speechless, and said loudly after she entered the room: "I didn't know something happened at home, if I knew, I wouldn't waste my money..."

Jona's door was closed.

The room was quiet, Hanabi was sitting on the sofa, and only then did she realize what had happened.

She thought about everything related to Laodou and her family during this period of time, with mixed feelings in her heart.

How could she be so dull?How could she be so... ignorant... In fact, she has never cared about this family or her father. No matter what is wrong with the family, enjoy everything the family gives with peace of mind...

Really, you have to lose it before you know how valuable it is...

Alas, it's Chinese New Year now, she should stop thinking about it... It's too uncomfortable...

She stood up, picked up the mop from the balcony for the first time, imitated what she usually saw when other people mopped the floor, went to the bathroom to absorb water, wrung it dry, and mopped it on the ground... Then she found the rag again, Wipe the table sofa...

She also found that she couldn't read well, and she couldn't even do such simple housework. Before, why did she feel that she knew everything and could do everything?In the past, why did she look down on these things... I feel like a waste wood...

Old Dou is really... He obviously has no money, and he went to jail, and he kept sending money to her, and told her to ask him for anything she lacks... Sure enough, he is really a good-for-nothing uncle... So stupid... Terrible She's become a real badass... and she's got a bad conscience...

Tears fell down and dripped on the table.

She threw down the rag, lay on the window sill, and began to cry... Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad...

She shouted this familiar word in her heart, every time she thought of it, every time she said it, her heart would sting and throb, until it hurt so badly that she couldn't breathe...

(End of this chapter)