An Ning looked at him, her face somewhat indifferent.
"I'm not going to where you're staying. That house is mine, and I'm donating it too. Instead of wasting time here entangling me, why don't you go back and start moving your things?"
"What?" Shang Shu felt as if his heart was about to leap out, unable to find words. After a long moment, he gathered a bit of sanity, and his face hardened, "Xiaoning, how can you be so indiscreet? That's a lot of money, and you just give it away? Now even the house is donated? If you donate the house, where am I supposed to live? Do you think of me as your father?"
An Ning suddenly let out a leisurely smile.
