34. Distressed! 2
Lan Ruoqing quickly pressed the hang-up button, and the phone rang out arrogantly again. Lan Ruoqing simply turned off the phone again. [26nbsp;]
After eating, Lan Ruoqing looked at the specific details of the design plan given to her by the director today.
The small bed is soft and comfortable, with the smell of sunshine.
I have been so tired these days, so I hugged Lan Ruoqing and fell asleep in a deep sleep.
The next morning, there were hawkings in the alley downstairs selling breakfast, and the crowds in the streets were bustling, and the women came back from buying vegetables.
The sunlight gently shot in from the fabric curtains with blue dots on white background.
She got up and thought of going to see her father today. Her eyebrows were filled with smiles. She missed her father so much.
After packing up, she called Uncle Lin. Uncle Lin asked where she lives now and wanted to pick her up.
Countless text messages popped up on the phone, all of which were sent by the arrogant number, or the missed call reminded by the messenger's text message. Lan Ruoqing didn't want to see the message sent by the big perverted devil, so she simply pressed the delete button.
Soon Uncle Lin arrived, picked her up in the car, and went to see her father.
Uncle Lin is a very rigorous lawyer. He wears highly myopic glasses with gold wire frames and his face is always a little heavy.
The car drove for a long time before reaching the detention center. Uncle Lin held the meeting letter given by the law firm in his hand and completed a series of procedures before he could enter with Lan Ruoqing.
In the meeting room, a long table, two rows of chairs, and a guard, dad walked out tremblingly.
My face, which was originally fat and thin, is now almost haggard and sallow.
Although Uncle Lin said that there was nothing wrong with the sudden hypertension, this time I saw my father ten years older than when she saw him last time.
When I saw my father, Lan Ruoqing rushed over, but was stopped by the bailiff. Uncle Lin comforted Lan Ruoqing and cried to tears. If you want to see your father, hurry up and talk to him. I'll go outside to wait for you.
My father didn't know that the house at home had been taken away by the bank for auction.
Dad looked at Lan Ruoqing. No matter how strong a man was, tears couldn't help but shine in his eyes. Qingqing, is the food He Ma cooked these days unfavorable? It seems that you have lost weight.
Lan Ruoqing shook her head and forced herself to laugh and said, "No, Mom He makes meat for me every day. I want to lose weight, so I eat less. Dad, don't worry about me, what about you? OK?"
Chapter completed!