After that, he left his spoon and went upstairs with his slippers.
From the beginning to the end, I didn't look at Qing more.
Over the whole huge dining room, the air is almost condensed into a solid body, which makes people feel depressed.
Yu Qingleng's face, puckering his lips and unbuttoning the collar of his shirt, exhaled heavily.
Tan Changqing shook his head, but said: "Sir, don't blame Feifei. As I said, you are really too busy. Feifei is her age. It's just when parents need to care about her. When she goes, isn't she left you?"
The reason why the housekeeper dared to say this to the master's family was that he had been working at home since he was young. Now his whole life is almost over, and he has almost become half the master of Yu's family.
The weight of his words is very heavy, and Yu Qing trusts him very much.
Tan Changqing's words, don't know Yu Qing to listen to a few minutes, he mercilessly rubbed his face, sighed: "ah - fly her, in the end is with me!"
"You see, I don't want to be close to her. She doesn't want to talk to me. Look, every time I come back, I don't have a good face!" When Yu Qing mentioned this, he was also angry and angry. "I don't want to think about it. Who am I doing this for?"
"Well, you are an adult. How can you still care about children? Isn't Feifei angry with you?" Tan Changqing advised him to pour him a cup of tea. "Wait a moment, you can go up and talk to her. Don't let her get angry, you father and daughter!"
Tan Changqing put down his tea, shook his head and sighed, but walked away.
Left in the face of the open and quiet hall, stunned.
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"dudududu -"
Su Kui turned over, pulled the quilt over his head and turned a deaf ear to the outside voice.
"Dudududu - Feifei, it's me, Dad." The people outside were obviously unwilling to give up. They knocked a few more times. At the same time, Yu Qing's voice rang.
Su Kui turned over and looked out of the dark window with her eyes open. She pursed her lips.
"Feifei, I know you didn't sleep. Open the door for Dad! I have something to say to you, "Yu Qing's voice is a little heavier.
He stood quietly outside the door and waited for a while. The milk in his hand gradually lost its temperature. With the disappearance of temperature, the heart is filled with deep powerlessness.
If a son is OK, he can fight and scold. However, his wife left him a charming daughter, who could not beat or scold. Yu Qing knows that he is busy with his work and ignores her growth. By the time she reacts, she has already grown up to be an independent individual without the role of father.
"Yu Feifei -"
before his voice fell, the door opened with a click in front of his eyes.
The slender girl in water stood in front of him barefoot, with no emotion in her eyes.
"Dad, it's late. What can I do for you?"
When Yu Qing saw her, he was a bit surprised. Before he knew it, his daughter was so big.
He moved his lips, some stiff milk into the palm of Su Kui's hand, "drink the milk, grow up." After that, there was a long silence.
Su Kui held the cup in her hand, and her eyes crossed a little bit. She bit the tip of her tongue, sobered herself up, and sneered, "boss, have you forgotten that I am 15 years old, and have already passed the best period of growing up?"
"Besides, I don't like milk."
"You -" Yu Qing sighed, rubbing his aching brain.