I'm not going to be the kid in the story of a husband abandoning his daughter.

"I'm leaving the hospital."

Lawyer Bai, who was still in the ward, turned around and said soothingly, "You still have a head injury. Wait until you're healed before being discharged, okay?"

"It's okay, it's just a minor injury, there's no need to bandage it." Afraid that he wouldn't believe her, Kyocera sat up, a bright smile on her pale little face.

"I'll explain to Daddy. The ward is too big and I'm scared. Please, uncle."

As a young lady of the Jing family, she doesn't even have a companion.

Lawyer Bai hesitated for a long time. Before coming, Mr. Jing had actually said that he would follow Kyocera's orders in everything. He finally nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go and get you discharged."

^

Hospital lobby.

Kyocera was wearing a snow-white dress, carrying a small schoolbag, and standing against the wall with her head down.

Today is Saturday. If she hadn't been injured, she would have gone to make-up classes in the afternoon. These were classes arranged by her father. It seemed that the original owner was not having a good time either.

But Kyocera is not worried, because these are what she is best at.

She saw out of the corner of her eye that the fire extinguisher door in the corner was open, so she walked over and prepared to close it.

When Lawyer Bai, who was processing her discharge from the hospital, saw this, he thought she was so sad that she was going to do something stupid.

You should know that this can be used to hit your head or spray yourself!

"Please hurry up."

"Right away, please be patient." The clerk didn't even raise his head, but his hands moved much faster.

Lawyer Bai, who finally got the discharge certificate, adjusted his glasses and ran to Kyocera: "Xiaoci, mom and dad separated just because they were not suitable. You..."

"I know." Kyocera closed the red door and turned to smile at him: "I will be strong. Mom is just angry with me. She will forgive me."

Lawyer Bai looked at the girl with a sweet face and didn't know how to comfort her.

It seems that he misunderstood. At least he won't do anything stupid, but he is definitely sad.

Kyocera tilted his head and said with a smile, "Thank you, uncle. I'm going home now."

"Okay, then remember to call the driver and don't talk to strangers."

He had other cases to deal with and couldn't stay with Kyocera for too long.

Kyocera stood there and watched him leave.

Out of the hospital.

Kyocera stood on the street and took out the new mobile phone his father bought. The original one was smashed.

I sent a message to my dedicated driver to pick me up at the hospital, then hung up the message and quietly watched the crowd rushing by the door.

She took out a lollipop from her schoolbag, tore open the candy wrapper as if nothing had happened, put it in her mouth and bit it.

The driver stopped the car at the hospital intersection.

"Miss." The driver got out of the driver's seat and opened the back door of the business car.

Kyocera bent down and got into the car, looking up: "Thank you, uncle."

The driver smiled. He was just an ordinary driver and didn't dare to answer.

The car drove towards Jing's house and drove into a high-end villa area half an hour later.

There are only servants and nannies at home. The male protagonist Jing Zhanheng is not there, probably because he is with Bai Yueguang.

Kyocera turned around and asked the housekeeper: "Grandpa Mu, will Dad be back tonight?"

"Sir, you will be home at seven o'clock." Butler Mu said with a kind smile.

"Well, I'll go upstairs and do my homework first, and then we'll have dinner together when Dad comes back."

After Kyocera finished speaking, he took out the percentage test paper from his schoolbag and placed it in the living room, making sure that Jing Zhanheng would see it as soon as he got home, and then ran upstairs.

Her room is on the second floor and is a pink princess room.

Kyocera opened the wardrobe and picked up a white dress from the closet full of white dresses.

In the past, she had no right to make her own choices, but now that her parents are divorced, Jing Siyu will no longer care what she eats or wears.

Kyocera thought about changing out of her white dress and taking out her homework from her schoolbag.

Headache!

It is very difficult for top students to write fourth grade homework, which is completely difficult to do with 1+1.

^

At 6:30 in the evening, Kyocera looked at the time and came out of the bedroom. As he walked down the stairs, he heard several low voices of discussion.

"Madam is so heartless. She only took 10 million and gave up the custody of the little girl. She usually seems to be a good wife and mother, but in the end, haha."

"She was the one who pursued Mr. Gu relentlessly in the beginning. Later, when he got drunk, she took advantage of the situation and forced Miss Gu away. Now she can't stand it anymore."

"That's right. If you really cared about Mr. Bai Yueguang, you shouldn't have been so eager to climb up..."

The servant stopped talking abruptly and looked at the girl at the stairs guiltily.

"Miss...Miss, the master won't be back for another half an hour."

Kyocera smiled sweetly, "Okay, prepare some fruit for me."

"Yes." The guilty servants quickly fled, feeling relieved.

Kyocera didn't even glance over and just sat quietly on the sofa.

Time soon came to seven o'clock, and Jing Zhanheng returned home on time, with a hint of perfume still on his body.

Kyocera, who was sitting on the sofa, immediately stood up: "Dad, you're back."

Jing Zhanheng glanced at her with no expression on his face: "I'm divorced from that woman. You will live with your father from now on."

He didn't even ask his daughter whether the head wound had healed before leaving the hospital.

Kyocera couldn't hide his sadness, but pretended to be strong: "I know."

"Well, I'm going to the banquet with my dad." He was obviously quite satisfied with Kyocera's attitude.

Maybe he hadn't originally planned to take her with him, but suddenly changed his mind.

Kyocera smiled.

"Okay, Dad."

On the way to the banquet hall, the car was silent.

Kyocera glanced at his biological father, said nothing, and continued chatting with his friends.

Fat Dundun: [Dad was watching TV just now, and I secretly heard Mom and Dad talking. Xiaoci, are you, are Mom and Dad really divorced?]

Whale: Yes.

The other party showed that he was typing and it took a while for him to reply.

Chubby: […Then what will you do?]

Kyocera tapped the keyboard absentmindedly.

【Cold salad. 】

What else can she do? No one will care about her.

"Xiaoci," Jing Zhanheng suddenly said, "You can use this time to write a few more papers, or think about the next round of violin exams."

Kyocera put down his phone and nodded obediently: "I know."

If it wasn't for the inheritance rights, why would she make it difficult for herself to act?

The car quickly drove to the edge of the red carpet, and reporters with cameras squeezed forward to take pictures.

Kyocera followed Jing Zhanheng into the hotel, and the father and daughter had the same expression.

VIP banquet hall on the second floor.

"After meeting people, you can go get some snacks." Jing Zhanheng's tone did not allow for refusal.

Kyocera nodded and followed him to meet many uncles and aunts, greeting them one by one, until Jing Zhanheng signaled her to leave, then she walked towards the dessert area.

The man who had just driven her away was now standing next to a woman. His eyes and brows were unusually gentle, and the sharpness on his face had diminished a lot.

The woman turned around, her face bright and bold, her temperament elegant, the kind of appearance that elders would like.

Gu Mo, the white moonlight of my cheap father.

Kyocera looked away, picked up a piece of mousse cake and went to the rest area.

At banquets like this one between wealthy families, many people bring their children.

It’s mainly for training, after all, I will inherit the family property in the future.

Kyocera's friends came over soon. She usually didn't speak at times like this. Although they were the same age, the topic was inevitably a bit childish.

But after all, they are a family partnership, and she can't just not give them any face.

"Xiao Ci, I heard that your parents are divorced?" Wen Yueliang came over and asked.