An Jiancheng walked toward the room, in particular agony.
If he didn't buy the house, Ningning would definitely not pay any attention to him again.
No, he couldn't let his daughter down once more.
He had to raise the eight million no matter what.
...
After hearing the results of the bank's service investigation, An Ning was a bit less angry with her father.
Reporting the card lost, of course it was Zhou Shiran's doing.
After listening to An Ning's words, Yu Jingchen rubbed her forehead. "So you still need to believe in dad."
An Ning fell back into her sadness. "Even if I believe him, what's the use? It just makes me hate him even more, why did he have to fall for that woman, why did he have to personally destroy our family? Why is he now so powerless as to be controlled by an intruder? Where are the tactics he used against my mom? They've all failed miserably."
"..." Yu Jingchen had no comment.