Qiao Mingdong hurriedly explained: "no, I just want to take care of you. Don't think about it. I'm just saying casually. If you don't want to hand over the company to me, just let us take care of you."

Qiao Mingdong was anxious when he saw that Qiao Ansheng didn't refuse. He poured out all his ideas. After saying that, he felt that he was in a hurry and wanted to remedy it.

"Oh, dad really doesn't mean anything else. Don't take it to heart. I'm not here to ask you for these. Aunt Shen and I just want to take care of you."

Qiao Ansheng gave a "Ho" and looked at Qiao Mingdong up and down in his eyes. A trace of condescending and obvious ridicule slowly appeared on his face.

"I'm really curious. Are people shameless and invincible in the world, huh?"

Qiao Ansheng took a step forward and looked at Qiao Mingdong's eyes with undisguised disgust.

"How thick is your skin to make you dare to say these words in front of me? And compensate me. If you really want to compensate me, you'll never appear in front of me in the future, will you? "

"You and your family, I feel sick!"

Qiao Mingdong was a little flustered when he saw her resolute look. At the same time, he was angry at the bottom of his heart, mainly from the majesty of his father.

In the past, he ignored his daughter. But if Qiao Ansheng dared to talk back to him, he would have slapped the fan.

But now, unlike in the past, he asked Qiao Ansheng. He had to hold his breath against his daughter, who he disdained to see before.

So Qiao Mingdong lowered his head again, but his tone was obviously angry: "Ansheng! I'm your father. How can you talk to me like that? "

Qiao Ansheng didn't care at all. He just pulled his collar up and sneered. "Dad?"

She looked at Qiao Mingdong, as if she had worn enough of his disguised kindness, and only saw the dirty heart under the kindness: "what qualifications do you have to be my father, Qiao Mingdong?"

She didn't even want to call her father by his first name.

As soon as Qiao Mingdong heard his name, she shouted it out with contempt on her face. His anger soared and burned his only disguise.

His face flushed with anger, his hand suddenly became a fist, and he stared at the rebellious girl in front of him who dared to call his name.

Qiao Ansheng tilted his head slightly and didn't see his incompetent rage at all.

"Do you think you have the right to call yourself my father based on what you did before? Before my mother's bones are cold, you can't wait to marry another woman. Why don't you think you're my father? "

"When I was in hospital, I begged you. When you and Shen Peixiang kicked me out, why didn't you think you were dad?"

"Also, on New Year's Eve, I and ah Yi were kicked out. When we were on the streets, why didn't you think you were still my father?"

Qiao Ansheng mentioned the past, all with resentment.

"You think you're my father now? When I needed my father, you didn't fulfill your father's responsibility. You scolded me one by one. Now you're down, and finally remember that you still have an unworthy woman to rely on? "

Qiao Ansheng looked at Qiao Mingdong's distorted face, and a trace of pleasure flashed in her heart. There was a revenge smile in her eyes.

"Isn't there such a cheap good thing in the world?"

She walked up to Qiao Mingdong with her hands on her back. Qiao Mingdong looked almost tall because he was a little fat and his back was bent.

Even Qiao Ansheng is a little higher than him, which makes Qiao Ansheng look down on him.

"You said you wanted to break up your father daughter relationship with me, but now you pretend to be a father? Don't you always claim that there is only one baby daughter of Qiao Mingdong? "

"Then go find your baby daughter..."

Qiao Mingdong's blood surged up and his hands were tightly folded into fists. He stared at Qiao Ansheng with a low voice: "I... I was angry at that time..."

Qiao Ansheng looked at his ferocious face because of anger. She nodded: "well, what you said is angry, what I said is not, I'm serious."

"I don't need your care. If you really want your family to take care of me, I'm afraid I don't even know how to die. Besides, I have nothing to do with you. I don't worry about leaving so many strangers at home."

She tidied her clothes. "You say, don't you, Mr. Joe?"

Qiao Ansheng's face is very similar to his mother's, especially a pair of eyes, which are engraved in a mold, full of Tang Qing's unyielding tenacity.

When Qiao Mingdong looks at Qiao Ansheng now, he looks like Tang Qing standing in front of him.

This made Qiao Mingdong both timid and guilty. He clenched his fist tightly, and his back teeth were about to crack. He only squeezed out a vicious sentence from the crack of his teeth: "Qiao Ansheng!"

Qiao Mingdong was so angry at Qiao Ansheng's retort that he disdained to wear the last point of his father's tenderness.

"Whatever you say! I'm your father! You have my blood on you. Don't be ignorant! I've come to apologize to you like this! What else do you want? "

He had stripped off his disguise, and the fangs that had been stretched out towards Qiao Ansheng from the beginning were exposed in his mouth.

"I gave you the company at that time. Now I want to come back. What's wrong? Not to mention the company, even you, are my students! How could there have been you without me? "

"You think you can get it clean! It is natural for children to support their parents! I put my words here today. You can either take the money, or return the company to me, and then take good care of me, or you can wait for the summons of the court! "

Qiaomingdong crackled and sternly moved out all the theories and mentioned the court in an attempt to suppress qiaoansheng.

After listening to his remarks, Qiao Ansheng couldn't help but raise his hand and clap his palm: "well, you're right! It is natural for children to support their parents. "

Qiao Ansheng raised his eyebrows with some regret.

"However, it's a pity..."

Qiao Mingdong didn't speak, but his chest fluctuated up and down. He tightened his face and looked at Qiao Ansheng covetously.

Qiao Ansheng also looked back at him with boundless emotion in his eyes: "I also want to do my duty of support, but my father has long died, and I have no one to support!"