239 She is my wife_1

An Jiancheng was once again left speechless by An Ning, overcome with shame.

An Ning withdrew her gaze and put on her sunglasses. "As for Mr. An, I have nothing more to say, please take care of yourself."

Having said that, she turned and walked away.

An Jiancheng shouted at An Ning's retreating back. "I'm telling you, if you don't drop the charges against Xueqi this time, you can forget about getting a penny of my fortune. I won't give you anything; I'll leave it all to Xueqi."

An Ning clenched her fists tightly, enduring the pain as she continued to walk forward.

But the kindness her father had shown her as a child was vivid in her memory.

Now, it had become a blade severing her heart, causing her pain she couldn't breathe through.

Tears kept falling non-stop.

Some relationships, after being heavily damaged, should by rights come to an end.

Yet, why did she always get hurt by her father, always feel heartache, why couldn't she truly treat her father as a stranger?