Yu Zhengting's voice was very calm, but very low, just four words, like pouring up from the bottom of his heart.

Yu mu'an felt as if a cold wind was pouring into his ears, and a cold sweat came out of his palm. He asked: "what's the matter? "Dad?"

"Come back first." This second sentence, Yu Zhengting was a little angry, "hurry up!"

"... Oh, good." Yu mu'an answered, and the phone had been hung up.

Qian Duoduo looked at Yu mu'an in the wrong eyes and asked, "what's the matter? Your father is angry again? "

Yu mu'an stared at his mobile phone and nodded, "it seems so. Let me go back now. "

"I say your father is a good gentleman in front of the students. Which student doesn't like him? But why can't he be more tolerant of you? " Qian Duoduo kept sighing, "sometimes I complain for you. You've done well enough. How can he pick out the thorn?"

"Maybe it is because I am his daughter that he is strict with me." Yu mu'an began to pack his things. "Then I'll go home and go straight back to the little white house in a moment. Don't leave the door for me."

"OK, I see." Qian Duoduo nodded and sent Yu mu'an out of the dormitory.

Along the way, Yu mu'an thought about whether he had done something bad recently, and wanted to go back and apologize first.

Back home, Yu mu'an opened his door. As soon as he entered the door, he saw his father sitting on the sofa with a gloomy face, while her mother was sick.

When they heard the door open, neither of them moved.

"What's the matter?" Yu mu'an changed his shoes and walked in. He felt that the atmosphere at home was really depressed. He smiled and asked, "what happened?"

Yu Zhengting saw Yu mu'an in his eyes and swept her stomach. His eyes instantly turned scarlet. He raised his hand and patted the table and shouted, "kneel down!"

When his heart was shocked, it seemed that his knee was not his own, or maybe he was used to kneeling when he was a child, forming a conditioned reflex. Yu mu'an bent his knees and knelt straight to the ground, his face as white as paper.

"Wuwu..."

Yu mu'an knelt, but made her mother feel at ease. Jie covered her mouth and burst into tears. She looked at Yu mu'an and tears fell from her eyes.

Just now, Yu mu'an almost broke her knee. She didn't have time to take care of her pain and asked, "Mom, what's the matter? What happened? Don't cry! "

"Hum, what's the matter? What is this? " Yu Zhengting spoke again. His face was angry. He grabbed a pile of paper on the table and threw it at Yu mu'an.

Yu mu'an only saw the flying paper. She was stunned. She grabbed the first landing medical record and looked at it. She didn't understand it. She stretched out her hand to grab a piece of paper with blurred pictures nearby.

When I grabbed it, my pupils suddenly tightened and my body trembled

"My good daughter!" Yu Zhengting roared and got up, his hands shaking obviously. There was a chicken feather duster in the vase next to the sofa. Yu Zhengting saw it, grabbed the chicken feather duster, was very angry, and hit Yu mu'an on the back.

Pop!

Yu mu'an got hurt in his back. He was so painful that he frowned and closed his eyes.

Yu Zhengting raised his feather duster and shouted, "Yu mu'an, are you pregnant?!"

Yu mu'an bit his lower lip tightly. His eyes were gray and his heart was desolate. Pregnancy was exposed! It was revealed so soon! I wonder if she can get out of the house alive today.

"Say!" Yu Zhengting was shaking and yelling, which made people feel that the whole building was shaking.

Yu mu'an kept silent and bit his lips. Say it is also a death, let her die with dignity! Drinking is her fault and pregnancy is her fault. She knows that it is indeed her fault, so she has nothing to argue.

"You..." Yu Zhengting laughed angrily, "good, good!"

Pop!

The feather duster fell heavily again, and Yu mu'an couldn't help but open his mouth.

"What are you doing?" Anxinjie rushed to Yu Zhengting, grabbed the feather duster and cried, "are you going to kill your daughter?! Even if she is pregnant, you can't do this! "

"Get out of the way! I'm going to kill this unscrupulous and immoral daughter today! " Yu Zhengting competed with anxinjie and grabbed the feather duster again. His blood red eyes stared at Yu mu'an fiercely, "it's... Moral corruption! I don't know how to love myself! "

Pop!

He hit Yu mu'an again. Yu Zhengting roared and anxinjie shouted.

Yu mu'an knelt and said nothing.

The whole house was in a mess, as if it were going to fall apart.

At the same time, Rongcheng little white house.

Feng Yan came back earlier and was ready to deal with some things at home.

When he got out of the car in the garden, Edward came over with several people and asked, "Mr. Feng, would you like to eat first or..."

"Did Yu mu'an eat?" Feng Yan asked casually.

"Miss Yu didn't come today." Edward replied respectfully. He seemed to expect what Feng Yan was going to ask, and added, "the phone didn't get through."

Feng Yan's footsteps paused. When he mentioned it again, his eyebrows were slightly clustered. Without words, he took out the phone directly from his pocket and dialed Yu mu'an.

Although Yu mu'an is a little disobedient, it should be impossible not to tell. There is only one idea. When he meets the situation.

My heart suddenly jumped.

Thinking of what unknown situation Yu mu'an might encounter, Feng Yan's footsteps were a little messy, and no one answered the phone.

"Mr. Feng, do you want me to send someone to school?" Edward saw Feng Yan's face was bad and quickly proposed.

"Yes." Feng Yan nodded, "let them go quickly."

Edward promised and turned to leave, while Feng Yan thought of Qian Duoduo and called her again.

"Hello?" Seeing that it was Feng Yan's phone, Qian Duoduo quickly picked it up in good order.

"Where's Yu mu'an?" Feng Yan asked briefly.

"Ah? Isn't she in the little white house? Didn't I come to you? " Qian Duoduo said, "Ann was called home by her father and said she went directly from home to the little white house."

Feng Yan tightened his hand holding the mobile phone, "I know."

Hang up the phone, Feng Yan told the people around him, "go check the phone number of Yu mu'an's parents and give it to me immediately."

"Yes, Mr. Feng."

Teacher building, Yu family.

Yu Zhengting's feather duster was snatched away by anxinjie. He looked around and saw that there was nothing easy to hit. Suddenly, he saw Yu mu'an's bag, rushed over like crazy, and tore it off Yu mu'an.

"Dad! What are you doing? " Yu mu'an was startled.

"Kneel down!" Yu Zhengting roared, poured out all the things in Yu mu'an's bag, and his eyes fell on his mobile phone.