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Han Wei nodded.

Tang Hanqiu thought for a while: "Tell me the whole story of what happened yesterday."

She was very worried that Yu Rubing would be disturbed by that strange family, and the more he laughed, the more he would hide his thoughts.

Then the door of the practice room was opened again, and the trainees and instructors came out one after another. When they found Tang Hanqiu was still outside the door, they were all startled. Then, under her friendly gaze, they walked towards the cafeteria in fear.

Chi Nuan, a young girl at the back of the line, stopped suddenly and stood there blankly, twisting her clothes with both hands, showing hesitation.

She suddenly took a big gulp of fresh air, and her heart was pounding so nervously, as if it was about to jump out.She put her hands on her chest, tried to restrain her nervousness, and kept telling herself "don't panic, stay calm".

Tang Hanqiu saw the timid little girl turn around slowly, with her head buried, as if she wished she could plunge into the ground.

She has a little impression of this little girl, but she only remembers that her stage performance is average, and she doesn't let herself go. Seeing her standing there hesitantly, she is the first to speak: "What's the matter with you?"

Chi Nuan was taken aback suddenly, like a defenseless kitten, almost jumping up.

She raised her head subconsciously, and suddenly met Tang Hanqiu's eyes, her mind exploded into a mess, then she retracted carefully in fear, and replied stammeringly: "No, it's nothing... "

Tang Hanqiu frowned slightly: "Then why are you standing here? Aren't you going to eat?"

She tentatively asked, "Or is Hua Yao's cafeteria too bad?" So you have no interest in eating lunch?

Chi Nuan hurriedly shook his head: "No, no!"

The food at Huayao Cafeteria is still very good!

After all, she still didn't have the courage to look at Tang Hanqiu. She took two steps back nervously, bowed suddenly, and said in a panic, "Mr. Tang, I'm sorry! I wish you a happy new year!" Then she turned and ran away.

Tang Hanqiu: "???"

"Is there something wrong with my ears?" She looked at Han Wei, frowning, "Did she wish me a happy new year?"

Han Wei's expression was unshakeable and calm: "Your ears are fine, she was indeed wishing you a happy new year just now."

Tang Hanqiu: "..."

Isn't it September now?

How did this thinking jump?

Tang Hanqiu thought for a while, and asked, "Did she get spoiled by Yu Rubing?"

Among the people she knew, only Yu Bibing possessed this kind of jumping thinking, and he could be called a king.

Han Wei: "I can't give you a definite answer to this question.

Tang Hanqiu turned around and glanced at the door leading to the stairwell, and said indifferently: "Forget it, let them go, you continue to tell me what happened yesterday."

...

In the silent stairwell, the atmosphere was so cold that it made people shiver.

The original owner's acrimonious stepmother couldn't resist Yu Rubing's cosmic scolding, and soon raised the white flag to surrender, scolded "unfilial daughter" weakly, and hung up the phone in a hurry, as if there was a ghost behind Chase.

Yu Rubing didn't feel refreshed at all, instead she thought of her departed father again.

She sat quietly on the steps, wrapped her arms tightly around herself, buried her face between her legs, and immersed herself in the dead silence.

The mobile phone in the palm of her hand was shaking, and she only needed to take the last bit of strength to make it fall to pieces, just like her fragile emotions at this time.

Alone and helpless.

Suddenly, the veins on the back of her hand bulged, and she gripped the phone tightly.

She felt it was unfair.

How did their disgusting parents live so long?

And a good person like her old Yu can't live a long life?

--why?

She thought angrily and powerlessly, and hugged herself even more tightly, her nose felt sore, but she still tried her best to restrain the unwillingness to spew out.

—Don't cry, don't cry!

She hurriedly took out a candy and stuffed it into her mouth, trying to suppress her depression through the sweet taste, but found that it had the opposite effect, which would only make her miss her father more and more.

Whenever she felt sad and wanted to cry, Lao Yu would accompany her quietly, and after she finished crying and vented, he would buy her a lollipop as a final consolation.

Since Lao Yu passed away, she seldom cried because she lacked the courage—she was afraid that after crying, there would be no lollipops from her memory in front of her, which would make her collapse even more.

Just at this time, there was a sound of footsteps behind him, the sound of high heels stepping on the ground, a tall figure gradually approached, and a familiar voice came from behind, with a hint of concern.

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