The Goddess of Fast Transmigration is blackened again

Chapter 65 Xueba is too black-bellied (65)

"Dad, I'm your daughter. You can't leave me alone. I want to go back to Anzhai. The place where my mother and I live is not good at all. Can you let us come back, Dad..."

An Zhifei pestered An Yang and acted like a baby.

An Yang's voice was indifferent, "How you are doing now is none of my business, housekeeper, let her go."

The housekeeper stepped up, "Miss, I will send you out of the Anzhai, please..."

The housekeeper said to An Zhifei politely.

Now that my husband has divorced Yu Suya, and An Zhifei is no longer the second miss of the An family, he will naturally not call An Zhifei the second miss.

As a butler of hospitality, he has done it for so many years and knows exactly when to do it.

"Housekeeper, I'm Zhifei. I have something to say to my father. I won't leave." An Zhifei finished speaking, then looked at An Yang again, "Dad, I really want to go back to live in Anzhai, please let me come back Well, I won't spend a lot of money, as long as you let me come back, you can give me 1 yuan in pocket money a month."

An Zhifei looked at An Yang expectantly. Her pocket money used to be 10,000+ a month, but now she only needs [-], and her father will definitely agree to her. After all, she is so sincere that she reduced her pocket money by more than ten times.

An Zhifei is bound to win, the corners of her mouth are raised higher and higher, starting today, she can go back to Anzhai, she can still live the same life as before, she is still the second miss of the An family, and everyone is fawning on her Second Miss An Jia.

She didn't want to go back to the rented house, it was small and not as big as her room in Anzhai.

She must go back to Anzhai and continue to be her Second Miss Anzhai.

An Zhifei had wishful thinking in her heart, and yearning in her eyes.

An Yang snorted coldly, and put down the newspaper in her hand, "You are no longer my daughter, remember, your mother and I have divorced, how you live is your business, I don't care."

He didn't take Yu Suya to court, but let her go out of the house, which is already the most benevolent, and now he wants him to take care of their basic necessities, how can there be such a good thing in the world.

The smile on An Zhifei's face froze, she didn't expect that An Yang would speak out directly regardless of any previous feelings.

If An Yang refuses, doesn't she have to go back to live a life without anyone to serve her, she doesn't want it.

An Zhifei showed a cute and sweet smile, shaking An Yang's arm coquettishly, trying to soften An Yang's heart like before, "Dad, I beg you, just let me come back! I want to come back."

An Yang pulled her hand away indifferently, "Do you want me to find someone to kick you out or you go out by yourself."

An Yang saved the last bit of affection for An Zhifei.

An Zhifei pretended not to understand and shook her head, "Father, just let me come back."

"I'm not your father." An Yang sneered.

An Zhifei's face froze, but she still gritted her teeth and said, "You are my father, and you will always be."

An Yang leaned back on the leather sofa, "I remember that we are not related by blood, and your surname should have been changed back to 'Yu', Miss Yu."

An Zhifei gritted her teeth secretly. Her surname has been changed back, but she will never admit it. Her surname is not Yu, but An. She wants to be named An, forever.

"Dad, I..."

An Yang sneered, and gave her a cold look, "What did you call me?"

Watched by An Yang's cold eyes, An Zhifei clenched her fists and called out reluctantly, "Uncle An."

(End of this chapter)