72 The rich man is running away and the husband is busy (22)

Hu Fanjing simply hung up the phone and looked at the blank message interface.

I deliberately froze the other party's bank card, so I could run away from the marriage so ignorantly. I've always been very obedient before, why didn't I come back this time?

There was no other way, he pressed his temples, it was his daughter after all.

The other party's number is always unreachable.

The man leaned back in his chair exhaustedly and closed his eyes.

What went wrong?

Slowly stopping his thoughts, Hu Fanjing tried to relax with a deep heart.

When I think about the conflicts in my family and the company's affairs, I feel uncomfortable all over.

He frowned, but still opened WeChat and tried to send a message.

[: Stop making trouble and go home quickly. 】

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It was already night when Suna saw the news.

Fortunately, she was lying on the bed and switching accounts, otherwise she would have missed it.

[: Stop making trouble and go home quickly. 】

He glanced at the time and dialed back.

"Nana?"

"Um."

Suna lifted the quilt, stepped out of bed, and stared at the stars that flickered in and out of the black night sky.

Hearing her calm tone, Hu Fanjing was not ready where to start his accusation, so he opened his mouth and got stuck.

The two of them were silent for a short while across the screen, neither speaking.

Finally, Hu Fanjing said helplessly:

"That's enough, hurry home tomorrow. Do you know how worried your family is?"

Suna looked at the sky and simply blinked, "Ah, who is worried about me?"

"You! What are you asking?"

Hu Fanjing squeezed the phone slightly and frowned into the character "Chuan".

Forget it if you don't get married honestly, you still have the nerve to ask such a heartless question.

There was a sound of wind blowing from the other end, and the girl seemed a little surprised:

"I really just wanted to come out and live for a while. Did it cause trouble to Mrs. Hu and the others?"

"What Mrs. Hu?"

Hu Fanjing frowned coldly and held his forehead with a headache, "That's your mother. Where are you?"

"Don't worry, Dad. I'll go back tomorrow."

Suna did not answer his question, but thought seriously and murmured:

"The main reason is that Mrs. Hu often goes to cocktail parties after lunch every day. You two are usually busy and have few family members. So I thought it would be okay to stay here for a while..."

Hu Fanjing's heart sank, what kind of cocktail party? Why didn't he know? But now is not the time to discuss that.

"As long as you know you were wrong, don't move out without saying a word next time. Isn't there still Xiaorou at home?"

When it came to Hu Xingrou, Suna remembered something and said angrily, "By the way, Dad, how could you give Xiaorou the ring my mother left for me without my permission?!"

"You obviously know it's important to me. It's so unfair!"

Huina has never fought or fought since she was a child, she talks very little, and she doesn't have the temper of a young lady. Let others go if they like it, except for the ring left by the mother.

Suna lowered his head, a little sad, and continued:

"Although you gave it to mom, mom told me about it when she was still here."

"You are very kind to her, and she is very happy to marry you. So giving the ring to me so that I can give it to the people I like in the future is a beautiful blessing."

After listening to her words, Hu Fanjing relaxed his grip on the phone slightly, feeling a little dazed.

Suddenly I remembered the short time the three of us lived together.

He was indeed very happy, and he never regretted marrying Huina's mother. If possible, he also hopes that it can be like before.