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Wen Rou paused, "Fortunately, she often cried when she saw that her father was uncomfortable."

Wen Rou slapped the horn on the steering wheel hard and cursed: "Damn, I won't drive home to drink milk. I don't know I'm in a hurry."

"You have changed a lot."

"Is that true?" Wen Rou glanced at me, "You are not many, too."

"Tell me?"

"It's not as good as before."

"...I think you are praising me."

I never thought that Wen Rou and I could speak like this. Although we were both awkward, we no longer had a trace of hostility.

Maybe, time lets us go.

She has grown up.

I'm mature.

Things that we once thought in our lives that we felt precious and unwilling to give in would become less important without realizing it. Time makes it become something you doubt what you once cared about.

After the old man hurriedly left the ward after being the witness on my wedding day, he didn't even say a word. It took me more than three years to see him again.

As a daughter, when she saw her weak and haggard appearance, as well as her black hair, and silver threads that were almost equal to her black hair, the bitter taste surged from her heart and touched the tears.

The old man was sitting in a wheelchair, and Yao Beilei pushed him to the door to meet me.

The first thing he said was, "I've lost weight, come back and ask your mother to make up for you."

The tears that were spinning in my eyes finally fell down uncontrollably. I knelt on his knees, crying in silence.

After a long time, I slowly raised my head and called "Dad".

He also shouted "Mom" to Yao Beilei who was standing behind the old man silently.

"Okay, okay, look at how we are all like. Chuchu will be back. Go to eat quickly. The food will be cold and it will not be delicious."

At the dinner table, Yao Beilei served me soup and cloth dishes.

Although Wen Rou took a few quick bites and said she wanted to go back to the company to work hard, this meal may be the happiest meal I have eaten at home. I realized that I have been unable to get along with myself for so many years. I thought my intelligence and my rationality were actually just controlled by the irrational emotions that could not accept my mother's departure.

"You have a good rest today. I'll ask Xiaorou to arrange it tomorrow. Your company will go to work. Most of the company's equity is in your hands." The old man took a sip of soup and said.

I swallowed the food in my mouth and made myself clearer. "Dad, I plan to accompany you this time when I come back."

"Then you have to plan for yourself, you are already thirty years old."

"I'm planning on it."

"Speak and listen."

"I plan to sell all the equity in my hands to Xiaorou. What do you think of the price of one million?"

"One million? Even if real estate adds up to more than this money, let alone equity?" Yao Beilei exclaimed while eating silently.

"But this is not my thing. Xiaorou is handling it very well now, so let her do it alone. To be honest, my EQ is too bad and I am not suitable for this position at all."

"Then it depends on the market price." Yao Beilei lowered her voice. "I saved some jewelry, and Xiaorou's earnings in recent years should be enough to buy it."
Chapter completed!