"An Youcai, I don’t have the right, then what right do you have to say Ran is your daughter? You exploited Shen Jie’s feelings and cruelly abandoned her, causing her to die in childbirth, and hid that child away. If it weren’t for you, I would have taken her back to the Shen Family at the first opportunity, letting her live the best life, instead of like at the An Family, bearing the label of an adopted daughter, living under the roof of another, enduring her stepmother’s disdain, suffering humiliation from the legitimate daughter. An Youcai, you destroyed Jie, destroyed An Ran, you don’t deserve to be a father."
Song Yu’s tone shifted, "Oh right, An Youcai, I’ve already told the Shen Family, told An Ran, that her father is dead. As far as I’m concerned, having a father like you is a disgrace for Ran. So please be aware, don’t try to get close to An Ran anymore, or once the Shen Family knows of your existence, what do you think your fate will be?"
Having finished speaking, Song Yu took a satisfied glance at An Youcai’s face, pale from excessive fear, and walked away elegantly.
Letting the Shen Family know about his existence, just thinking about these words made An Youcai feel a chill rise from his soles, his whole body plunged into an icy pit.
How could he not know the consequences? Otherwise, he wouldn’t have gone to such lengths to buy off all possible people who knew about his existence and erase everything related to him and Shen Jie from back then.
Back then, during heightened political tension, he always thought the Shen Family would perish in the upheaval, which was also why he abandoned Shen Jie.
But he never expected the tables to turn, for the Shen Family to have a day of resurgence.
Panic-stricken, An Youcai grabbed the ice water on the table and downed it in one gulp, rising awkwardly and fleeing the café in a hurry.
He can’t acknowledge An Ran, yes, he has no relation to An Ran, An Ran is rely his adopted daughter, a child he adopted from the mountains...
An Youcai kept hypnotizing himself in an attempt to dispel the enormous fear within.
Mu Xingfeng left the café and headed straight to the market, checking the ti, he was already ten minutes late; his little one was probably getting anxious.
At this mont, the phone rang, pulling it out he saw it was a call from Lin Junyang. Sliding open the phone, he heard a slightly awkward voice.
Yes, a grown man, and part of the Empire’s Guard Team, yet hemming and hawing over the phone. If this were within the Guard Team, Mu Xingfeng would surely punish him with five hundred push-ups.
"Spit it out or fart it out, if not I’m hanging up," Mu Xingfeng issued his final ultimatum.
"Hey, don’t," Lin Junyang gritted his teeth, glancing again at the salesgirl beside him, finally asking, "Well, Second Brother, what size bra does Tuzi wear?"
"Lin Junyang, are you looking for death?" Daring to ask what size his wife’s...!
"Don’t misunderstand, Second Brother," Lin Junyang hurriedly explained, "I’m helping that woman Xiao Xiao buy clothes, she told size S, but bras don’t co in that size, how about I talk to Sister-in-law?"
Lin Junyang expressed his frustration too, wasn’t he? He ca to the mall to buy that dumb woman clothes, after picking the outerwear, the salesgirl thoughtfully asked if she needed matching innerwear, this brand’s dresses are coordinated.
He also thought won seed to wear inner garnts with skirts, so he might as well buy one. Who would’ve known the sizing doesn’t match clothing sizes at all, there is no S size.
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