Chapter 67

"Don't speak nonsense!" Fu Zhengze suddenly slapped the armrest of the sofa and a person actually shakily stood up. He repeatedly tapped Jingzhi's forehead, feeling both angry and pained. If father guessed correctly, you definitely did not tell Shao Ting that you were pregnant! Silly child, do you know how much pain you'll suffer if you take the child away? "

"Dad, I'm not afraid. Besides, all the hospitals are painless now, I don't need to suffer …"

"I won't allow it!" Fu Zhengze was so angry he was almost unable to speak. "Are you going or not? If you don't go, then it will be unfilial! "

"Dad …" She couldn't understand why her father wanted her to go back to the Meng Family to tell him that Meng Shaoting was pregnant. He already didn't plan to take her, and she had already signed the divorce agreement, so why did he want to go back and receive a bit of humiliation?

I can see that there is a relationship between you and Shao Ting. I know that you are now telling Shao Ting that you are pregnant with his child, and that there might be a leeway between the two of you. With you relying on him, father will be able to rest assured …

"Dad …" "He really hates me …"

Nonsense. Daddy's not a fool. Can't he see what it means to like?" Get Dad his coat, and we'll go out now!

Jingzhi remained kneeling there, while Fu Zhengze huffed and puffed, and started coughing as he pounded his chest: "I know you're going to anger Daddy to death, right?"

"Dad …" "I'll go, I'll go …" Jingzhi struggled to his feet and helped his father put on his coat, then helped him out.

The house was in a mess, the furniture and paper furniture were all messed up, Fu Zhengze frowned slightly, then supported Jingzhi and walked out.

It had already been a month since he had left the Meng Family, and he still didn't know whether Meng Shaoting's days were good or bad. She didn't want to think about what he was doing and didn't dare to think about it. He just kept living in a daze. He had never expected that there would be a day he would return so quickly.

He just stared out the window at the overcast sky. It was four or five o'clock in the afternoon, but the sky was already dark, and the snow was getting thicker, making it difficult to see the distant road. His face was pressed against the window, and before his tears even fell, they had already been vaporized into mist under the heat …

Fu Family wasn't too far away from him, it was just that the snowfall was too heavy and the road was slippery. It actually took him more than an hour to get there.

When he got off the car, it was already completely dark. Jingzhi wrapped himself in a thick down jacket and helped his dad get off the car carefully, while the driver went to ring the doorbell, yet no one came to open the door. Jingwen desperately tried to support her father's tottering body, causing the snow to snow all over his face and making him grit his teeth in pain.

In just a short while, a thick layer of snow had already fallen on Fu Zhengze's shoulders and hair. He hurriedly went to pat his father, but occasionally, his gaze turned towards the courtyard in Meng Family. How should I face his disgusted and mocking face, how can I make my father not be so sad?