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"it seems like your precious daughter has made you quite a bit of money, speaking with such generous words." when wu wei heard this, he sneered and followed her into the house.

looking at the room full of she yimeng's paintings and writing, he knew what she had been doing before.

"right, there's also this house. i want to buy it. i don't have anything now, i only have money." without her daughter, money was not even a fart in her eyes. the reason why she had to work so hard to earn money before was to give her child a good living environment. now, the child had gone to a good place to live.

seeing she meixin giving up on sherself like that, wu wei grabbed her wrist and dragged her in front of him. he held her face tightly, making her look at him with his eyes, and said word by word, "listen carefully. back then, you and i signed a contract for ten years, and it has only been five years. also, you may not have seen clearly the contents of the contract you signed at that time. it does not state how you will pay for breach of contract, but rather, it says that unless party b is seriously ill and unable to work, he has no right to terminate this agreement unilaterally. "

"work? what would i dare to work for? the daughter is gone, nothing. " these days, she had been suppressing herself with all her might. she had no one to pour out her heart to, and all she could do was silently shed tears at the things that were left behind. the seeds of her yearning were like a flood that was about to drown her.

it had been more than four years. if it had been from the moment she was pregnant with him, it would have been more accurate to say five years. she had never left her side for more than ten hours. he was taken away by someone just like that, and it was still the person who had wanted to abandon her. how could she not be sad and furious?

"if you want your daughter back, you have to make yourself stronger, don't you?" wu wei quickly pulled her into his embrace and hugged her tightly. his voice was like a spell as it poured into he mei xin's ears.

huo mansion.

in the blink of an eye, he yi meng had been here for four or five days. other than the first day he saw his father, huo jiu, on his own, he had never had the chance to see him again.

it wasn't strange at all. he yi meng was a good girl and would go to bed before 9 o'clock every night. however, huo jiujiao didn't get home until almost every day until after midnight. he yi meng woke up in the morning and went to the kindergarten. as a result, the two of them did not have a chance to meet.

it was a weekend, so after she yimeng got up and finished her breakfast, she went to huo jiu's room with her little legs. she even carried a steaming breakfast obediently.

he went upstairs to huo jiu's room. since he was holding a tray, he couldn't knock on the door. he turned around and saw a servant on duty nearby. he immediately signaled him with his eyes, "come and knock on the door for me."

when the servant saw this, he hesitated for a moment before walking in front of he yi meng.

"may i ask what miss yi meng wishes to do?" he knew the counselor well.

"could i trouble you to knock on my door?" he yunmeng asked for help in an extremely reserved manner.

"this... this... miss meng, eldest young master hates it when people disturb him when he is resting. you... are you still... "don't …" the servant looked at she yimeng with great difficulty. as he spoke, he saw she yimeng's face gradually darken until it looked like she was spitting fire at him.

"just let me knock on the door for you. if eldest young master gets angry later, you better take some responsibility for me." the servant saw his expression and didn't dare to say anything else. he immediately raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"dong dong dong, dong dong dong …"

after knocking on the door for more than ten times, she yimeng became impatient. she kicked the door open, and the beautiful, yet drowsy huo jiabao appeared before she yimeng and the servant.

"you don't want to live anymore?" his tone was lazy, but his eyes were sharp. he stared coldly at the servant who was standing in front of him, too scared to move. he didn't notice that the little figure beside him had taken the opportunity to sneak into his room.

"no …" not me... yes... "it's miss ru meng …" the servant said as he lowered his head and pointed to the ground that was previously standing in front of him, but now there was only air. as soon as he lowered his head, his heart was filled with nothing but despair.

"also dream?" huo jianji sneered before turning around. before closing the door, he coolly threw the word "roll" into the air.

the servant was so frightened that he scrambled downstairs and out the door.

after huo jianji entered the room, he saw he yi meng sitting on the sofa in his room. her thick legs were too short to touch the ground, so they dangled in the air.

"who let you in?" all these years, he had always kept this in his heart, and no woman had ever dared to disobey his wishes. no woman had ever dared to challenge his dignity, but he mei was not afraid of death, so she had done both. now she even made a daughter to demonstrate in front of him, so how could he forget about her.

"daddy, good morning. are you hungry? i've brought you breakfast too. " he yi meng completely ignored huo jiabao's unfriendly expression. she gave him an angelic smile and beckoned him over to sit by her side.

huo jianji looked at her smile and suddenly felt like he was looking at himself in a mirror. she looked very much like him, and her cute little face seemed to inherit almost all of he meixin's good points and was extremely beautiful. he initially wanted to chase him out with a cold expression, but he couldn't bring himself to do so.

"you didn't poison your breakfast, did you?" inwardly, she was on guard. no matter how she looked at it, this little girl was not as pure as she looked on the surface.

"daddy, you haven't washed your face and brushed your teeth yet, have you? mommy said that you need to wash your face and brush your teeth before breakfast, so that they won't stink." once again, she yimeng ignored his illogical question and said obediently.

these words reminded huo jiabao of something. he immediately turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

he yi meng looked around the room. his phone was ringing and it caught his attention.

he walked to the bedside table and picked up the phone. the caller id displayed the name "baihe". he also did not even think about it and directly picked up the call.