Lin Zefeng smiled slightly and stopped talking. He was afraid that he would be more wrong as he said, so he should try to avoid Yang Ruoyan’s family topics.

"It's been a long time since I finally finished the filming. How about it? Where can I celebrate?"

This drama is just a scene when Yang Ruoyan gets into the sedan chair. How come he should celebrate her?

Lin Zefeng took advantage of the situation to change the topic, but Yang Ruoyan fell into the previous topic.

She thought about it and said:

"Cousin, this place is not far from Dongjingwan. Can you send me home?"

"Go home? Go back to your dad?"

Lin Zefeng asked inexplicably in surprise.

Why did she suddenly want to go home? Yang Xuhao cut off the father-daughter relationship with her.

Yang Ruoyan smiled indifferently and said:

"Well, I used to think that home was hell. It was a torment in that home, but after I really broke off my relationship with my father, I realized that home is always home. Even if that home is so unbearable, it left a lot of memories of me, as well as some people and things worth remembering."

She lowered her head and dug her fingers, not knowing why she suddenly missed that home so much. She took a deep breath and continued:

"I have decided to leave. If I live in America well, maybe I will choose to stay there, and maybe this home will never come back.

So I thought... Finally, I went to see my father. My father and daughter did not have overnight revenge. Even if he treats me badly, I have called him his father for more than 20 years. If I say hate, I still love him more. It is more broken that my arm is connected to the tendons. He and I are always close relatives."

Seeing that she was really homesick, Lin Zefeng nodded, turned the front of the car and said:

"Okay, since you want to go back, I'll go back with you. Although I can't teach your dad a lesson directly like Li Minghao, at least I can guarantee that your dad can't teach you a lesson. Haha."

Lin Zefeng originally wanted to ease the heavy atmosphere and joke, but he accidentally stabbed Yang Ruoyan's sadness in his heart again.

Although she nodded with a smile on her face, when Lin Zefeng mentioned Li Minghao, her thoughts couldn't help but remember what she saw at Li Minghao's house that day.

Is that girl already with him? Is he really determined to forget her? Was it too sudden?

Then she shook her head, trying to get rid of these thoughts that were not there. It seemed that this should not be what she should think about now.

......

After nearly half an hour, Yang Ruoyan finally returned to Dongjingwan, a home that had left Yiji.

It’s strange that every time she faces the door of her home, she feels very emotional. It’s not because she doesn’t have the key to her home yet, but just a habit. She has maintained a habit for 15 years and is used to giving herself enough courage to knock at the door at home. She first learns to get used to the situation she has to face when she goes in later.

After taking a few deep breaths, I finally knocked on the door.

Lin Zefeng looked at Yang Ruoyan making the same preparations every time he faced the door, shook his head and looked at her with regret.

"Hello, who do you want?"

The voice of a middle-aged woman was clearly heard from the dialogue.

The long-lost sense of intimacy came, and Yang Ruoyan never felt that there was someone at home she missed so much.

"Sister Qiu, it's me, Yanyan, can you help me open the door?"

"Ah, Miss, why are you back?"
Chapter completed!