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An Xiaoxiao looked at Mei Qing in the photo with teary eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Mom, when I find my father, I will definitely finish what you told me."

Jun Mohan frowned, stopped her waist with his slender arms, and stood silently aside.

Fan Yanran never imagined that Mei Qing would leave like this, her mood was very complicated, she glanced at Fan Guodong who was not far away, the corners of her lips raised slightly, and the sarcasm in her eyes became more and more obvious.

"Meimei, you're gone, what should I do? Why are you willing to leave me alone?"

Fan Guodong cried loudly while touching his tears, looking secretly at An Xiaoxiao, and no one came up to stop him after shouting for a long time, his whole heart was raised.

Mei Qing passed away, his protective umbrella was gone, what would happen to him in the future?
Suddenly, feeling a cold gaze looking at him, Fan Guodong trembled, took a step forward, and came to Mei Qing's tomb.

"Meimei, don't leave me, I miss you, take me away."

An Xiaoxiao's voice made her feel extremely harsh, "Mother who loves me so much, I will fulfill you and leave you a place."

Fan Guodong swallowed the words that came to his mouth, put away his pretentious attitude just now, and quietly stood aside, glanced at the next door to Mei Qing's tombstone from the corner of his eye, and sure enough there were a few empty seats, and he felt fear in his heart.

"An Xiaoxiao, what should I say, I'm also your stepfather, you can't treat me like this?"

"Fan Guodong, you'd better keep your mouth shut, otherwise, I will really do this, don't believe me, try it?"

When Fan Guodong was still about to refute, seeing Jun Mohan beside her, he shut his mouth in fear, An Xiaoxiao couldn't do it, this man became ruthless, but he could do anything.

His cowardice made Fan Yanran smile on the side. When Fan Guodong turned his head, he saw this just in time. Thinking of his current situation, the rebellious woman among them also exerted a lot of strength, looking at her with a ferocious face, gnashing her teeth. Said: "Go back and clean you up."

"I'm not afraid."

Fan Yanran said provocatively, what else could she care about now.

Fan Guodong clenched his fists fiercely, and when he was still looking for trouble, An Xiaoxiao's words just now echoed in his mind, and he stopped immediately.

Jun Mohan gently wiped the tears off An An's cheeks, his deep eyes were full of distress, "An An, we should go back."

"Ah."

Watching them leave, Fan Guodong followed, "Xiaoxiao, wait for me."

Hearing the shout behind her, An Xiaoxiao continued to move forward without stopping.

"Huhu, Xiaoxiao, I live alone now, very lonely, can you?"

"Mr. Fan, if you are lonely, I have a proposal."

The deep meaning in Jun Mohan's eyes terrified Fan Guodong, he quickly waved his hands, "Young Master Jun, I am not alone, I still have Yanran, and by the way, my daughter Xiaoxiao."

"An'an's surname is An, your surname is Fan."

Fan Guodong smiled awkwardly, Jun Mohan's subconscious meaning was that An Xiaoxiao had nothing to do with him.

Watching them leave, Fan Guodong stared at Fan Yanran fiercely, "It's all you bitch, if you sent Mei Qing to the hospital back then, it wouldn't be like this now, what good does An Xiaoxiao hate me for you?"

"Father, why not worry about this, why not think about where we will live in the future?"

There was no emotion in Fan Yanran's tone, the indifference made people feel scary.

"what do you mean?"

"Hehe, isn't what Jun Shao said very clear just now? Your surname is Fan, An Xiaoxiao's surname is An, and that villa is also surnamed An."

Fan Guodong's heart ached, it was true, the house belonged to Mei Qing, and I heard it also belonged to that man, if An Xiaoxiao took it back, what would they do?
Thinking of this, Fan Guodong frothed anxiously, looked at Fan Yanran who had nothing to do with him, and said dissatisfiedly: "I slept on the street, so you are not much better?"

When Fan Guodong returned to the villa, he realized that Leng Si was waiting there with someone, his face became very ugly, An Xiaoxiao really wanted to kick him out.

"Mr. Fan, Mr. Jun said, this is left by Madam's father, it is not suitable for you to live here."

"Can you tell Young Master Jun that I will move when I find a new place."

Fan Guodong said flatteringly, Leng Si glanced at him indifferently, "Jun Shao said, you have lived here for 20 years, and the rent is calculated according to the market price, a total of 490 million."

"490 million, why don't you grab it?"

Where did he get so much money? Seeing him like this, Leng Si's expression became even colder.

"Give you two choices, leave or throw it out."

A black line was drawn across Fan Guodong's forehead, no matter which one, the result would be the same, if he really went out, the money would not be given.

With his IQ, if he wanted to fight Young Master Jun, he would be courting death, Leng Si thought to himself.

"You only have 1 minute to think about it."

"Seven minutes?"

"It's been ten seconds now."

Leng Si looked at the time on his wrist, Fan Guodong's eyes flickered, and he said in a low voice, "I have no money."

"Hehe, I knew you would choose this way, so I accept the check."

Fan Guodong's eyes were dizzy for a while. Why is his 500 million check in Leng Si's hands? It turns out that all of this has been calculated long ago, and it makes no difference whether he gives it or not.

"This is 500 million. You said 490 million. How about [-] left?"

"Twenty thousand is water and electricity."

After Leng Si's words fell, Fan Guodong looked at him with cannibalistic eyes, his teeth were grinding, and finally he had no choice but to go to the bedroom.

Fortunately, he still had private money, so even if he left here, he could live a prosperous life, but when he returned to the bedroom, seeing the empty drawer, Fan Guodong's eyes widened, bloodshot.

"Where's my money? Why is it gone?"

Thinking that it might be done by Leng Si, Fan Guodong rushed out angrily, "I gave you all the money, why didn't you even let go of my passbook, are you trying to force me to death?"

Leng Si frowned, thinking that when he first came, he met Fan Yanran carrying luggage, and understood in his heart, and looked at Fan Guodong with a trace of pity.

"I forgot to tell you, Fan Yanran is gone."

"Fan Yanran."

Apart from her, even Mei Qing didn't know that she had private money. Thinking of the lost 100 million, Fan Guodong's body shook and his expression was very ugly.

"The things that belong to you in the villa, Mr. Jun, told you to move them out. Don't keep any of them, and don't move the rest."

After Leng Si finished speaking, he sat down directly, looked at Fan Guodong standing there in a daze, his eyes were full of displeasure, "If you don't want it, I'll have someone throw it out for you."

"I want it, who said I don't want it, now I only have these things."

Looking at Fan Guodong's leaving back, Leng Si frowned. If he had been nicer to his wife back then, Young Master Jun would not have treated him like this.