Leaving the restaurant.

The cold wind outside hurts on the face.

The little white face just now made him lose control when he was with her.

But the moment I saw Shang Qian, I felt relieved.

Even if you are more persistent, it is useless. Once Shang Qian appears, everyone else has to stand behind.

The atmosphere in the restaurant is quiet and long.

In just a few minutes, it seemed like centuries had passed.

Seeing this, Qi Rong made people retreat.

Shang Qian stood there, staring at her silhouette, not knowing what the reaction should be.

It was so sudden that it appeared in front of her.

She might have been suddenly frightened by herself without any mental preparation.

He didn't know how to explain, how to explain his leg, and how to explain, he might not be able to throw away and exercise vigorously in the future.

Will she dislike such a broken person?

The complex emotion surged up again, and no one made a sound for a while.

Until a short distance, I talked about the sound of children playing with the little fish.

Tell me, the child saw his daddy from a distance, excitedly shook Xiaoyu'er away, and ran towards Shang Qian.

She hopes that Shang Qian will pick her up with one hand and circle it in circles like before.

"Daddaddy..."

Tell me, the child was so happy that the stars in his eyes were about to overflow.

But when she rushed over, Shang Qian panicked for a moment, and his hand holding the cane tightened for a moment.

He glanced at Su Nan at a loss.

Instead of looking in his direction, Su Nan turned around and turned away.

Song Zhihe, who followed him, was stunned for a moment:

"Mr. Su..."

"go back."

"Hey..." Song Zhihe was stunned for a moment, turned to see the two children.

Suddenly shocked.

The child was excited to jump on Shang Qian, but Shang Qian's attention was attracted by Su Nan who had left.

He wanted to chase him, but he stopped again, and the pain and entanglement in his eyes were simply too obvious.

Is Su Nan leaving because she doesn’t want to face such a self?

As soon as this thought came out, his body immediately stiffened and he could no longer move.

Tell me that the child is still pulling him and trying to climb on him:

"Dad, why don't you hug me? They miss you so much, why haven't you become a Da Vajra? Have you not transformed?"

She seemed to have ten thousand questions waiting for him.

He couldn't answer at all.

Li Jeff's face was strange, but he could only say that the child was sure that it was the reason why Daddy transformed.

Seeing my softer and cute daughter, it seems that she has grown a little taller.

Shang Qian's chest was filled with a strong guilt and longing. The relatives who were connected to his blood had a life and death disaster. She didn't know that she almost couldn't see her!

The two most important people to him in this world.

Once that kind of guilt arises, it seems that longing that has been suppressed for a long time spreads wildly, firmly occupying every corner of the heart.

He lowered his head, his eyes slightly red, and he looked at the child and opened his arms and begged for a hug.

He didn't even dare to speak, threw down his cane and squatted down.

Tell me, the child hugged his neck with satisfaction, hugged his forehead and kissed him again and again, making a popping sound.

It’s not enough to kiss me, so I even greeted the little fish next to me:

"Little Fisher, come, kiss daddy!"

Xiaoyuer ran over, looked at Shang Qian with a frown, and touched Shang Qian's face:

"Are you really a godfather?"

Children have the most keen intuition.

Although the person in front of me looks very similar, something is wrong. If he is really a godfather, how could his godmother leave?

Shang Qian raised his eyes, looked at him deeply, and curled the corners of his lips:

"What do you think? Meng Yuan's kid."

Xiaoyu'er's eyes immediately turned red when she could call out his name.

He rushed over. Although he could not show the same ignorance and enthusiasm as talking about a child, he kissed him for several times before he could finish.

Song Zhihe's eyes were almost falling off as he looked around.

"He...are you not the chef here?"

Why has he become the daddy of talking about children?

So he is Su Nan's deceased husband?

Has he come alive?

Shang Qian glanced at him, reluctantly picked up Shuoshe and coaxed him:

"Tell me, Daddy knows you are great. Daddy will see you again. Daddy will go back with Mommy first?"

One of his legs was a little unstable, so he didn't dare to move his steps easily, so he only dared to stand still.

Tell me, the child pouted his little mouth and shook his head with aggrieved:

"Dad, go home together."

Shang Qian's eyes were slightly red, and his voice was hoarse:

"Dadie still has something to do, so he can't go home."

He could clearly feel Su Nan's indifference towards him, so he did not dare to test it easily.

Once she showed the slightest disgust, he would immediately go away.

Because of inferiority.

He is no longer the energetic and easy-to-use Shang Qian.

The gap between them needs to be made up.

But now is not the time.

Tell me that the child hugged his neck and refused to let go.

Qi Rong was also worried that Shang Qian would not be able to hold on, so he subconsciously walked to the side to help him.

But it was stopped by Shang Qian's eyes.

Shang Qian hugged and said, patting, patiently coaxing:

"Tell me, my baby, Daddy won't leave. Daddy is here. If you miss Daddy, you can come over at any time.

You are the smartest baby. You remember what Daddy said to you. No matter when, you must go home to bed at night. What should you do before going to bed?"

He guided, his voice was gentle, like hot spring water, and the stream was gurgling.

Tell me about the child's choked words:

"Before sleeping, you must kiss Mommy and say good night to Mommy."

“So smart.”

Shang Qian kissed the child's forehead and then put her on the ground.

He touched the child's watch and accidentally polished her screen, showing the call history:

Daddy: Fourteen times, the call time is one hour.

Looking at the number again, his eyebrows trembled.

Shang Qian's eyes instantly became hot.

He had a twitch in his throat, and he smiled and touched the child's head:

"You can call when you miss daddy, but it won't affect class..."
To be continued...