Chapter 1586 Xiao Qiao Is My Daughter (9)

From Su Yue's appearance to the present, no matter whether it was scolding or beating, Xiao Qiao's words of "go home to find Dad" did not make him feel sad or sad.

He is his father.

"Little Qiao, don't cry. Mommy will take you home." Su Yue coaxed Su Xiaoqiao and walked out the door.

When she reached the door, she suddenly turned around and looked at Ming Ancheng.

Ming Ancheng also looked at her in a daze.

In Su Yue's dark eyes, which were still full of waves just now, there is no wave at all, and everything has calmed down.

Her tone was also very calm, "Xiao Qiao is the daughter of Qiao Chen and me. The three of us are living a peaceful life now. Uncle Ming, don't do this next time."

After she finished speaking, she turned and walked out the door.

With a 'bang', the door closed, Ming Ancheng turned around and leaned against the wall.

Uncle Ming, don't do this next time...

She called him Uncle Ming, the long-lost name he misses, but after four years, it shouldn't have been so peaceful.

Is she really in love with him?

Yueyue really doesn't love him anymore, don't you miss him?

No, he didn't believe it.

Ming Ancheng thought about it, and suddenly straightened up, and chased out the door, his body was still wet, he was wearing slippers, and went straight into the elevator.

He raised his head and watched anxiously as the floors turned, wishing he could reach the first floor in the blink of an eye.

The elevator door finally opened, and he ran out, but where was Su Yue?

"Xiao Qiao is Qiao Chen's and I's daughter, our family of three lives very peacefully now..."

a family of three! ! !

It was supposed to be their family of three, Ming Ancheng, what have you given up?

So you deserve to lose now.

...

The ashtray on the table was full of cigarette butts.

Ming Ancheng picked up the cigarette case, the last cigarette was gone, he took out the cigarette, and threw the empty cigarette case into the trash can.

Light the cigarette and take a deep breath habitually.

Only the first sip would give him a strong sense of anesthesia, and only the first sip would make his mind feel blank and all his troubles disappear.

I don't know when he has been used to this, relying on this feeling.

The smoke reached his lungs, Ming Ancheng closed his eyes, raised his head, and leaned on the back of the chair.

'tuk tuk tuk'

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

He opened his mouth to respond, a puff of smoke got into his throat, he was choked and coughed violently.

'cough cough cough'

"An Cheng, what's the matter with you?" Wang Yuexiang pushed the door open and walked in front of Ming Ancheng nervously.

The room was full of smog, but wondering how much he had smoked, she frowned and reproached Ming Ancheng distressedly, "I told you to smoke less, but you just didn't listen."

When she arrived in front of Ming Ancheng, she quickly picked up the water glass and handed it to him.

Ming Ancheng took the water glass, pushed Wang Yuexiang and said, "Mom, I'm fine, you can go back to your room and sleep first."

"Don't make it too late, it's always so late, how can your body take it?" Wang Yuexiang patted Ming Ancheng's back distressedly.

Just like when he was a child, she coaxed him to sleep.

Ming Ancheng was originally impatient, but was repulsed by his mother's distressed and gentle actions. He took a sip of water and said, "Mom, I understand. I'll go to bed soon, you can go back and continue to sleep." .”

"You know what a fart." Wang Yuexiang sat on the armrest of Ming Ancheng's chair, glaring at him angrily, "If you knew, would you smoke so much?"

Looking at the ashtray full of cigarette butts, she felt sad.