The night is dark.

Mengyao tossed and turned on the bed in her room and couldn't sleep. When she got off work tonight, she actually saw the beggar at the door of her house again.

Why does every time he appears, there will be some intense reactions in her brain?

With her eyebrows frowned, she tried hard to search for some pictures in the depths of her memory...

In fact, during the years she grew up, she has always been confused. Her memories before she was 13 years old seemed to be vague, like a layer of fog. The things she knew were deliberately implanted into her brain, and they did not really exist, and what were those original memories?

"Tianyao, this is Uncle He!"

"Hello Uncle He!"

Suddenly, a scene of images penetrated into the thick fog that overlapped layers and floated to the surface.

She was shocked, Tianyao?

Isn’t that little girl herself? What’s going on? I am Mengyao, and Uncle He, isn’t that dad?

Re-cluttering the chaotic thoughts, my brain was blank again, and those fragments disappeared...

...

...

early morning.

Inside the He family restaurant.

"Mengyao, Mengyao?" He Jihui called her twice in a row before awakening her thoughts.

"Ah? Dad!" After returning to his senses, Mengyao looked at her father in a daze.

"Child, what's wrong with you?" He Jihui looked at her worriedly.

"No, it's okay! Cough cough..." She picked up the toast in the white porcelain plate in awkward manner, and choked after taking it for a few bites.

"Mengyao, are you okay?" Shi Meizhen hurriedly pulled off the napkin from her neck and wiped the corners of her daughter's mouth.

"No, cough cough, nothing, cough cough!" She coughed while holding the table.

Deep anxiety and worries touched He Jihui's eyebrows. What should this child do?

The psychologist said back then that unless she is lucky enough to never meet people and things from the past in her life, those memories will be easily restored.

"Mom, I met that beggar again!"

"Ah!" The milk cup in front of him was suddenly overturned, and Shi Meizhen knelt on the ground in panic to clean up.

"Madam, let's do it!" The housekeeper and servant next to him quickly passed by, looking at the lady who had always been on fire and would not raise her eyelids.

He Jihui became calm and calm, his tone sounded calm, "Mengyao, don't talk to strangers casually when you go out recently. Nowadays, fraud methods are emerging one after another. Some people can say everything your parents say for money!"

After saying that, I felt that I had no silver here.

"Yes, Mengyao, ignore those people!" Shi Meizhen added in a hurry and looked at her husband with a look of help.

"Mengyao, I will go back to the United States again these days. Do you want to go with me?" He Jihui seemed to have unintentional suggestions, but in fact he hoped that she could escape this disaster.

"I, I don't want to go!" Her beautiful face was full of depression and unwillingness. Mengyao thought that her father did this because she was afraid that she would destroy the happiness that Danping and Mengyin finally got.

"I'll leave first!" Mengyao threw down the napkin with a grievance, and complained to her father's bias in her heart.

In your mind, there will always be only your precious daughter He Mengyin.

Looking at her back, He Jihui's eyebrows were stained with a stronger sadness.

After exchanging a look with Shi Meizhen, he comforted and said: "Don't worry! We'll be fine if we give him the money!"

"How is that possible?" Shi Meizhen smiled sadly, "How greedy he is? You don't know that if you have the first one and the second one, there will be a second one."

Taking a deep breath, He Jihui sighed to the sky.

How could he not know what else could he do except let it blackmail?

It's a sin!

"Master, Miss Second and Mr. Song are back."

At this time, the old butler stepped forward happily and reported the good news.

The haze on his face disappeared instantly, and He Jihui strided out of the restaurant and met the dazzling pair of people bathed in the brilliant morning light.

"Dad!" Mengyin let go of Danping's hand and hugged her into her father's arms with joy.

"Mengyin, Danping. You are back!" He Jihui also looked at his daughter with relief.

Well, it looks really good, with beautiful cheeks slightly rosy and a much better complexion.

"Dad, how are you?" Danping stepped forward and greeted politely.

"Well, this title is really good!" He Jihui joked about him.

Danping smiled embarrassedly.

"Let's go, let's talk in the study!" With a wave, the three of them went upstairs and arrived at the study.

"Dad, I, Danping and I want to get married!" Sitting side by side with Danping on the sofa, shyness on her beautiful face.

"Haha!" The father laughed, "When?"

Holding the slender hand happily, Danping's handsome face couldn't wait, "The days are not yet settled, of course I hope the faster the better!"

"I'm afraid this won't work!"

"Why?" The two of them asked in unison with each other's voices.

"Haha! Can't wait?" The father looked at them jokingly, "Danping, marry me, this precious daughter, you will suffer in the future!"

"I know, but there is nothing I can do!" He raised his handsome eyebrows with a proud look and shrugged reluctantly, "Who made her like me so much?"

Mengyin's pink fist greeted his broad shoulders again.

"Haha!" Looking at the affectionate couple, He Jihui felt that he hadn't been so happy for a long time, and he became younger.

"Dad, do you know that Brother Chen also has a girlfriend." Mengyin excitedly told her father another happy event.

"What kind of girl is it?" He Jihui was even happier.

Yichen was grown up when he watched him grow up, and he was almost the same as his own son. If he saw him marrying and having children in his lifetime, he would come to the ground and meet Mengyin's mother, he would be able to explain it.

"You know Aolan!" Danping said happily.

Ao Lan, a confidante like her sister, was more pleased than anyone else to see her start a new relationship.

"Okay! That's a rare good girl!" He Jihui murmured in admiration.

"Dad, Danping and I have discussed it. We don't plan to be extravagant. Just simply register and the whole family can sit together for a meal!"

"You?" He Jihui was a little surprised.

"Mengyin and I both think that the form does not make much sense, so we plan to hold a self-service party in the suburbs and invite a few relatives and friends to testify!" The doting eyes flashed over the people around us, and Danping then asked for his future father-in-law's opinion.

"Haha, since you have decided, I have no objection!" He Jihui smiled faintly, "But I'm afraid I'll have to wait a few days, because I'll have to go back to the United States in the near future!"

"Why, what's wrong there?" Mengyin asked with concern.

"One is the problem with the branch over there, and the other is that the memorial day for your mother and uncle is coming soon. I plan to go there to pay tribute this year!"

Upon hearing this, a faint sadness flashed across her beautiful face.

Back then, my mother and uncle and aunt had no bones left, and my father built tombs in Taiwan and Los Angeles, and he would pay tribute to memorial services every year.

"Mengyin, don't do this, you are going to be a wife!" Suppressing the pain that surged in your heart, He Jihui walked out of the desk and came to the two of them, "You wait for me to come back and hold the wedding. I can tell your mother this good news!"

Mingche's pupils flashed, and Mengyin said bitterly: "Dad, don't work so hard in the future. Live a good life with aunt and Mengyao!"

The thick bitterness surged out of the old face. He Jihui brushed his daughter's beautiful hair like a waterfall, put her slender hands in his old big hand, and looked at her steadily, as if he wanted to engrave this beautiful face into his bone marrow, "Mengyin, you are more beautiful than your mother!"

Then he turned his eyes to Danping and offered them sincere blessings: "Danping, Mengyin, Dad wishes you all the best and happiness forever!"
Chapter completed!