Never Make a Loss on a Sale

Xiao Yunfei withdrew her expression and got up to leave.

On the other side, Xiao Hao Ting and Meng Shirley arrived at Xiao Yunfei's residence and coincidentally bumped into her.

Their gazes met, and Xiao Yunfei immediately turned her head away in disgust.

Xiao Hao Ting reached out his hand to block the door and chuckled: "Yun Fei, why didn't you greet dad when you saw him?"

Xiao Yunfei reached out to push him, but was too lazy to feign fatherly affection with him. "Don't you feel disgusted by saying these words?"

Xiao Hao Ting wasn't angry. He was just a bit glad. 'Look, this isn't your seed, it's not the same heart as you.'

"Look who I've brought."

As soon as Xiao Hao Ting finished speaking, Meng Shirley opened the car door and ran out. She looked at Xiao Yunfei, but before she could say anything, her eyeballs had already fallen out. "Yunfei …"

Xiao Yunfei blanked out for a moment as she felt a little sluggish for a moment.