The figure in front of him froze again.

It seemed that because he heard the name "Jingli", he tried hard to move forward, but his body was out of control.

Huo Qiran stood behind him, and saw his figure struggling for several times, finally, he turned around like accepting his fate.

Perhaps because he just fell, he walked a little unsteadily, almost limped to Huo Qiran again, looked at him, and said in a hoarse voice: "How do you know it's me? Did you investigate me or her..."

Even though the two were so close, Huo Qiran still couldn't see his appearance clearly, but he still answered him patiently: "You called her two calls, and the first one hung up and the second one didn't answer. After the second one was connected, you didn't say anything."

The man in front of him had almost froze his eyes.

"In this case, it is actually difficult to guess who you are. But it is probably a response between relatives. She didn't take these two calls to heart at first, but she would wake up in her sleep in the middle of the night..." Huo Qiran said, "She called you back, but you refused, so she felt that it was her own delusion."

The person on the opposite side moved his lips, but no sound was made.

Huo Qiran saw what he wanted to ask.

"I think this number is a bit strange, so please check it and come here." Huo Qiran said, "Before this, Jingli had hardly told me about you, so I'm not sure if you are her father, so I didn't tell her in advance."

Hearing that he did not tell Jing Li, a glimmer seemed to flash in his eyes, but it quickly dimmed and returned to a dead silence.

He nodded slowly and murmured: "Yes, don't tell her, don't tell her..."

Huo Qiran finally confirmed what his worries were.

What he was worried about was that Jingli really knew about his existence?

"Why?" Huo Qiran looked at him, "Do you know how hard Jingli worked for the years you just disappeared? She thought she had no father or mother, so she carried it alone if there was anything. But it turned out that she still had a father?"

Huo Qiran rarely says such words to people, not to mention that the person in front of him is Jing Li's father.

He knew that he should have difficulties or other concerns, but he just couldn't help it.

Jingli in those years was so heartbreaking that he still felt sad when he thought about it.

He could not experience such pain personally, nor could he imagine how much she had endured, but he could still smile like a flower forever.

"Yes, I don't deserve to be a father, let alone her father..." He still murmured, "So, don't tell her, just let her think I'm dead, it's good, it's good..."

Huo Qiran only felt it was ridiculous, "You are alive, but you want her to think you are dead? She can clearly have the love of her father, but she insists on enduring the pain of losing her father and mother?"

"Yes..." Jing Yanting seemed to have already decided on this principle, "Don't let her know me, I can't give her love, I can't give her a slight love, just think that there is no one like me in the world, just think that I'm dead... Please don't let her know me."

After saying this, Jing Yanting turned his head and walked back to the blue door.

Huo Qiran never expected that this meeting would end like this. He stood there for a long time until it got darker little by little. He turned around and got into his car, started the car, and left here.

Huo Qiran did not go home, but drove to Huaian Painting Hall.

Mu Qian was very busy this day and the meeting was still held at this time. It was not until all the meeting agendas were discussed before the meeting finally ended.

Mu Qian pushed the door and walked into his office, and saw his son sitting on the reception sofa, frowning tightly, thinking about something in a daze.

Hearing the movement, Huo Qiran came to his senses and looked up at Mu Qian, but his face still did not ease.

"What's wrong?" Mu Qian pulled open the chair and sat back behind his desk, "Don't tell me that you've quarreled with your girlfriend, come and show me your face?"

"Mom." When Huo Qiran called her, his voice became hoarse, "When is it that parents would be willing to abandon their children?"

"Isn't this simple?" Mu Qian said without raising her head, "One is because she is worried that her children will implicate herself, and two is because she is afraid that she will implicate her children."

Huo Qiran was quiet for a moment before asking again: "Then what kind of father do you think Jingli's father would be?"

Mu Qian suddenly raised her head.

"Jingli's father?" Mu Qian was somewhat surprised, "He appeared? Does Jingli know?"

Huo Qiran shook his head.

"You saw him? How did you know him?"

Huo Qiran then told the story.

Listening to the whole thing, Mu Qian slowly leaned into the chair, "That's the message Uncle Yao gave you?"

Huo Qiran nodded.

Mu Qian asked again: "Did he contact Jingli after the public knows your relationship with Jingli?"

It’s not that Huo Qiran hasn’t thought about this, he just doesn’t want to think deeply, “Mom, what do you mean?”

"I have never been afraid to guess people's hearts with the greatest malicious intentions." Mu Qian said, "but I have to admit that some things in this world can happen so coincidental."

Huo Qiran fell into silence again, Mu Qian turned his head and looked at him, "Are you worried about telling Jing Li?"

Huo Qiran nodded.

"No matter what kind of situation her father is, I'm afraid she will be sad." Huo Qiran said.

Mu Qian nodded and then said, "Before considering this, you might as well think about it first. No matter what choice you make or what will happen in the future, will Jingli blame you for your choice?"

Huo Qiran couldn't help but pause.

Mu Qianze slowly laughed and said, "Don't worry, in my opinion, Jingli is much stronger and braver than you."

...

Late at night, Huai City.

Jing Li completed the translation of a manuscript and immediately walked to the bed and looked at his phone.

The message she sent to Huo Qiran before, he has not replied yet.

Are you too tired to fall asleep?

Jing Li thought about this, stared at his phone for a while before he stood up and walked into the bathroom.

When she finished taking a shower and dried her hair, she came out, and there was an additional message on her phone, from Huo Qiran-

"Change clothes and wait for me."

Jing Li looked at the two words twenty minutes ago and was about to ask him what he was waiting for when Huo Qiran called in.

"I'm at the door, open the door."

Jing Li walked to the door in surprise, opened the door, and saw Huo Qiran standing outside the door, slightly gasping.

"What's wrong?" Her heart suddenly jumped up, feeling that something seemed to be wrong, but she didn't dare to think deeply.
Chapter completed!