The CEO's husband didn't come home every night, and Secretary Chu was angry

When Cao Minhui was brought back to Xu Qianfeng's apartment, her whole body was trembling. Cao Jun's hideous face and Yi Yichen's resolute expression when he hung up the phone on her flashed through her mind again and again.

"Qianfeng, I'll be fine, right?" Cao Minhui looked at him with hope and panic in her black pupils. "And my dad, he'll be fine too, right?"

Unexpectedly, Cao Minhui still can't let go of her father Cao Jun.

Xu Qianfeng's cold eyes flashed with a hint of cruelty, but his expression was calm. He helped Cao Minhui sit on the sofa and comforted her softly, "I'll go back and check on you. I'll let you know as soon as I have any news."

"Okay." Cao Minhui clutched Xu Qianfeng's arm tightly, her trembling pupils flashing with fear. "Now I can't contact Brother Yichen either. You are the only one by my side. Please don't leave me. Don't give up on me."

The proud and domineering daughter of a wealthy family would one day kneel on the ground and beg him not to leave.

Xu Qianfeng felt a surge of joy in his heart, as if he was kneading a stress-relieving ball.

"I will." Xu Qianfeng's tone was extremely gentle, his inner and outer sides showing completely different yin and yang. "First, wash up, drink a glass of milk, and then get some sleep. I'll go out and ask around for you."

As he spoke, he stood up and took his pajamas from the closet, then poured her a glass of milk from the refrigerator and put it in the microwave. He was so considerate.

Afraid that he would leave, Cao Minhui followed him. After her fear was appeased, she was left with a lingering fear. "Do you think my dad will throw me in jail? He's always been cruel and ruthless. I'm of no use now, so he'll definitely abandon me."

The fear of Cao Jun was deep in Cao Minhui's bones. Cao Jun had said that his children must be outstanding, and now that Cao Minhui had made such a big mistake, he would not let her go.

She didn't have the talents of her older brothers and sisters, and she survived in the Cao family entirely by being obedient. Now, even that obedience was gone.

She was completely panicked.

Xu Qianfeng held her shoulders, his eyes soft and gentle. "After all, you are his biological daughter. He won't kill you."

"No..." Cao Minhui shook her head vigorously, "You don't understand. Back then, for the sake of profit, he gave up his..."

Having said this, Cao Minhui's eyes suddenly lit up, followed by fear brought by memories, but soon, she seemed to realize that she had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly concealed the emotions in her eyes.

Then, she changed the subject and said urgently, "Go and find out for me right now."

'Ding'.

The microwave was ready, and Xu Qianfeng turned around to get the heated milk. The moment he turned his back, he clenched his back teeth, making his already thin jawline even more angular.

It turns out that the Cao family still remembers the evil things they did back then.

The hand holding the milk clenched tightly, and the blue veins on the back of his hand burst out, looking hideous and terrifying. But when he turned around, his eyes were full of tenderness again.

"You drink the milk first, I'll go now."

Cao Minhui took the milk from him, her concentration waning due to the strong emotional impact. If she had looked at Xu Qianfeng for a second longer, she would have caught the deep hatred in his eyes.

But at this moment, all her expectations were placed on Xu Qianfeng, and she had immense trust in her.

After she finished her milk, Xu Qianfeng grabbed his coat and went out. When he got into the car, all his suppressed forbearance and hatred exploded like a pressure cooker under the scorching heat of gravity.

He punched the steering wheel repeatedly, nearly punching a hole in it. Blood oozed from his knuckles, and the pain calmed Xu Qianfeng down.

He pulled out his wallet, which contained a photo. The woman in the photo had a bright and elegant smile, and she was hugging two children, one of whom had grown into a teenager, and the other was still a simple school-age child.

The little boy had a bright smile, but his eyes were empty, as if he had lost his soul.

Looking closely at the woman in the middle, her eyebrows were somewhat similar to Chu Mu's.