Yang Ruoyan looked at his father with tears in confusion. To be honest, his father today is very strange. Not only did he speak a lot, but he seemed to want to keep her, but could this be his own illusion?

"Dad, it's not that I don't want to stay in this home, it's that you forced me to stay.

If you are willing to give up this idea and let me go home, I can even... even abandon the opportunity in front of me, but I know how difficult it is to shake your decision, so I You can only choose to leave.”

Yang Xuhao has already made a regression. After all, it is fake not to treat Yang Ruoyan as his daughter after more than 20 years of getting along. But he has too many entanglements in his heart. Seeing that Yang Ruoyan still did not repent, he angrily blamed:

"Okay, your wings are getting hard and you are about to fly. I can't stop you anymore, but Yang Ruoyan, I also tell you, don't think that you can support yourself if you have played the heroine of a movie.

If you insist on not staying in this home and follow my arrangements, then you will be there.

But remember that if you leave this home today, then you will never be my daughter Yang Xuhao, and you will never want to step into this home again. Our father and daughter are fraternal."

At this moment, Yang Ruoyan's tears finally flowed down uncontrollably. She closed her eyes and nodded, her throat choked and could not speak.

I just took a few deep breaths, calmed down, turned around, pulled away, and took a big step out of the house.

The ending shouldn't be like this. She wanted to go home to ease the relationship between their father and daughter, and sincerely wanted to come back and say goodbye to her father.

But why do they have to face each other so tit for each other every time they meet? They were beaten every time they came back, and then they quarreled several times.

Forget it, maybe this city really doesn’t match her horoscope, and it leaves her too much disappointment and gives her too much despair. It’s really time for her to leave.

"Miss, Miss, wait."

When Lin Zefeng started the car and was about to leave, Qiu Sao rushed out of the Yang family, patted the Land Rover's trunk, and stopped the vehicle from moving forward.

Yang Ruoyan wiped his tears with sobs, rolled down the car window, and saw that Qiu Sao was panting, and said with distress:

"Sister Qiu, I'm sorry, thank you for your care over the years. I'm really leaving. You must take good care of yourself in the future."

Mrs. Qiu wiped her tears in tears, bit her lower lip and nodded desperately. The attachment and reluctance revealed in her eyes could fully interpret her love for Yang Ruoyan.

"Miss, I really can't bear to leave you, but I know that for this place, perhaps life abroad can completely escape the pain here, but you have to remember that after you arrive in the United States, you must call me to report your safety. I will miss you."

Over the years, since her mother died, this family has been closest to her, and now she is the one she is most reluctant to leave.

"Well, Mrs. Qiu, I will."

She nodded desperately, looked at the house with tears in her eyes, and reminded her:

"Sister Qiu, my father will have to worry about you in the future."

"Miss, please leave with confidence."

Mrs. Qiu hurriedly found paper and pen from her pocket, wrote a row of words, and handed it to Yang Ruoyan and said:
Chapter completed!