Ai Hengan actually cried like a child, and answered with so sadness,

   "Yes, can...My daughter, you will always be Dad's good daughter, always..."

  Ai Qianqian nodded more vigorously, crying hoarsely, and finally called out the most touching title.

   "Dad..."

  These two words, she once thought that in this life, she would never call her mouth again.

  ……

   Regardless of what happened, deception, injury, betrayal, even death... all this has passed.

  At least she has determined that the sad old man in front of her loves her with an old heart, and he is also a man she cannot give up.

  Glistening tears, dashed across the cheeks and fell on the lips.

  Let the saltiness spread, but no more sadness.

   Ai Hengan's trembling palm hugged Qian Qian,

   "I'm sorry, Qian Qian, it was my father who was sorry for you, and it was my father who was sorry for you.

  Shallow, making you suffer.

  Sorry, sorry, my poor child...

  ……"

   Ai Hengan couldn't help crying, and kept repeating apologies.

   Ai Qianqian lay in Ai Hengan's arms, crying like a baby when she was wronged and hiding in her father's arms.

Next to   , Mu Ruli, who was standing behind Ai Hengan, had already wet her eyes. She was moved to tears as she watched the scene where the father and daughter met before her.

  In the distance, near the evening sunset, sinking slowly.

  Like the cloak of Fairy Zixia, the blue sky was filled with the spreading, and the sky filled with warm red.

  Slightly, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on this world, shining on the father and daughter who returned to their good friends, warming all the cold and silent hearts in the winter.

  ……

  At Ai's dining table, it should be the most lively and hearty dinner this year.

However, if Ai Hengan and Mu Ruli hadn't seen this dinner tonight, they would not have believed that the table full of delicious food on their own table was actually the most spectacular season in City A. Do less.

  After a year, so many things have happened, not only Ai Qianqian, Ai Hengan and Mu Ruli are slightly embarrassed.

   Therefore, the task of breaking this deadlock naturally fell on Ji Tianqi.

  Ji Tianqi picked up the wine glass with the low-strength wine in hand, and got up from the dining chair.

   Turning his head slightly, Ji Tianqi glanced down at the beautiful little woman sitting next to him, and smiled very fondly with her sexual/sensual thin lips.

  He has already spoiled her by petting her.

   Then, Ji Tianqi looked at the man in the main position.

  ……

  The outline of the enchanting look is serious, but the cigarette eyes with the light corners of the eyes flashed a wicked light.

   "Dad, Qian Qian and I have been married for such a long time, and now I come home to officially meet my father-in-law. I hope you can forgive me.

  I wonder if you are still satisfied with my son-in-law? "

  Listen, Ai Qianqian wrinkled her nose.

  She felt that her ears seemed to have a problem, how did she feel that Ji Moji’s tone was so...hey?

  Yes, hey! It's Hey!

  Moreover, it seems that you still know your dad very well?

  Even if she knows that Ji Moji always feels amazingly good, and she belongs to the extremely narcissistic and shameless type.

  But, except at the last press conference, Ji Moji and his father met once, but there was no exchange at all from start to finish.

   all said, "Father-in-law sees his son-in-law, the more he looks at him, the more he dislikes it", just like when her father-in-law Ji Zefeng saw his elder brother-in-law, the imperial man who was so domineering and perfect as the eldest brother-in-law also suffered all kinds of contempt and disdain from the father-in-law.

  Ji Moji, where on earth do you come from your self-confidence, can you win the favor of your father?

  ……

   Just as Ai Qianqian looked at Ji Tianqi with a little face in confusion, the corner of her mouth trembled, and she heard Ai Hengan’s excited voice.

  "Satisfied, satisfied.

  Tianqi, dad also thank you for helping me take care of Qian Qian so well. "

   Ai Qianqian was horrified.

   Ai Qianqian was shocked.

  Because, my old mayor’s father, the pleats on his face couldn’t wait to smile into a big chrysanthemum blooming in the sun, and they bumped into the wine glass held by Ji Tianqi, and the two drank together.

   Then Ai Hengan looked at Ai Qianqian again, did not say to hold her hand, but took Ji Tianqi’s hand and said to her,

   "Qianqian, Tianqi is a good boy, give you to him, dad rest assured."

   Ai Qianqian was completely messed up in the wind.

  What's the situation?

  Who will explain why she suddenly has a kind of Ji Tianqi and dad who are the father and son~~~

  ……

  Looking at the handsome face of a certain enchanting man who couldn't be more sullen, he was pursing his red mouth and looking at himself with a silly smile.

   Ai Qianqian's trembling mouth corners, she couldn't help but twitched, and then smiled, her eyebrows and eyebrows curled up very beautifully.

  Although it is indeed a little unexpected, after all, the name "Ji San Shao" is a symbol of cold evil/darkness, surly and domineering in the hearts of everyone in City A, but she is very happy that her father can like Ji Moji so much.

  Because, in this world, there is no child who does not want his parents to like his lover.

  And she, even more so.

  Ai Qianqian also stood up, under the tablecloth, her other hand was already clasped with his big fingers.

   Ai Qianqian looked at Ai Hengan, who was even more excited and even a little nervous. Her heart trembled slightly, and then she called him unscrupulously as she used to.

   "Dad, I toast you too."

  Speaking, he picked up the red wine bottle on the side and wanted to pour the wine for Ai Hengan.

  ……

   Ai Hengan shook his body in the wheelchair, and his eyes became muddy and moist again. When people were overjoyed, they would feel a little overwhelmed.

Next to   , Mu Ruli also slightly wet her red eyes.

   A little anxiously touched Ai Hengan’s arm, his tone couldn’t help but joy, and quickly called him,

   "Old Ai, come on, Qian Qian is toasting you!"

   Ai Hengan finally recovered, and answered again and again,

   "Okay, okay, my daughter will pour me wine, okay..."

  While talking, Ai Hengan held up the empty goblet with some trembling, caught Qian Qian's wine poured for him, and drank it again.

   Ai Qianqian's nose is a bit sore,

   "Dad, drink slowly."

  Muruli also used a handkerchief to wipe the wine stains on Ai Hengan's mouth carefully, and said with a chuckle,

   "Yes, drink slowly.

  Qianqian will toast you and make sure that no one will **** you. "

   Then, Mu Ruli looked at Ai Qianqian again.

  ……

  Muruli knows that Qianqian is a kind-hearted child, but she is in such an awkward position about the past. It is really hard to say much.

  Now seeing Lao Ai and Qian Qian reconcile, she is really happy for the father and daughter in her heart.

  Mu Ruli smiled lightly, her skin was well maintained, and the corners of her eyes had fine lines, she said to Qian Qian,

   "Qian Qian, your dad hasn't drunk alcohol this year.