Chapter 1008 Many life must

Qingrong is on summer vacation and pesters her mother to see her father. [.Com text] In the playground of the children's playground, the children are jumping happily. Most of them are two or three years old, and there are seven or eight years old playing carousels and bumper cars.

Qingrong was wearing a pink gauze dress, with pink carvings and jade, as delicate and cute as a porcelain doll. She held her mother with one hand and her father with the other hand. She watched the other children play, and stood quietly, but didn't say what she wanted to play.

"Haha, Qingrong doesn't like playing with these things, right?" Zhao Jianhui smiled foolishly, looking at the proud little princess with loving eyes. How could it be that young governor who has been in danger of being afraid to look at him in recent times?

Governor Zhao took two main departments, one deputy department, sixteen department-level officials, and more than 30 section-level cadres. He arrested Brother Yang Dali, a famous Sichuan Province, and cracked a major drug manufacturing case. The executive vice governor forced him to take the initiative to explain the problem to the Discipline Inspection Commission.

Such a prestige has simply shaken the hearts of the people in the province. Now all the cadres of Xichuan Province dare not underestimate this young governor anymore. Although Governor Zhao usually smiles and has no airs when he sees people, he is not ruthless when he should take action. Anyone who is confused by his appearance and in his hands will definitely not have a good life.

Aisin Gioro Fu Di is beautiful and unparalleled, with long hair draped over the shoulders, and is trimmed with extremely delicate and neat textures. The rigorous and sexy style unique to the European and American style is extremely charming. He is fashionable and Western-style dressed up, beautiful plaid scarf and snow-white shirt, knee-length plain pencil skirt, exquisite and seductive curves are visible. Black stockings wrap thin legs, and the pair of black lace-up high-heeled open-toed sandals are even more sexy. Black straps cover black stockings with little feet, and the delicate toes with black nail polish are vaguely visible, just like gorgeous black roses, making people want to reach out and grab them in their hands.

Aisin Gioro Fu Diling, who is full of European and American style, is also feasted on the young men in the amusement park, and is also jealous and questioned by his beautiful wife around him.

The stupid appearance of Zhao Jianhui in front of his beloved daughter made Aisin Gioro. Fu Di chuckled. She only felt that at this moment, this man who was two years younger than her was really cute. Looking at the increasingly westernized, sexy and charming Aisin Gioro. Fu Di, Zhao Jianhui swallowed, but was discovered by Aisin Gioro. Fu Di was amused, and then he gave Zhao Jianhui a blank look, and turned his head with a red face.

Among Zhao Jianhui's many women, Aisin Gioro, Fu Di and Zhao Jianhui have the least number of times. Every time I am with Zhao Jianhui, Aisin Gioro, Fu Di is very unfamiliar and shy. It is not like having a love crystallization with Zhao Jianhui, and even the little princess is almost six years old and has a mother.

Zhao Jianhui scratched his head awkwardly, and in front of Aisin Gioro and Fu Di, Zhao Jianhui could not show off his serious appearance and be high above the ground.

Back then, after all, he was drunk and bullied Aisin Gioro and Fu Di in the bathroom. Although he now knows Aisin Gioro. Fu Di already regarded him as his husband, lover, and his father in his heart, but that extremely disgraceful image still flashed in his mind from time to time, especially in front of Aisin Gioro and Fu Di, the absurd and beautiful scenes of the two people always emerged from the bottom of their hearts, making Zhao Jianhui feel excited and embarrassed.

"Qingrong? Why don't you go to play with the children?" Aisin Gioro Fu Di smiled and leaned down to ask his beloved daughter. "It's not fun." Qingrong answered childishly, turned his head and looked at his father, leaned against Zhao Jianhui, and whispered to his mother: "I want to be with my father."

The little Qingrong rarely stays with her father, but after seeing her father, she doesn’t feel like she recognizes her child. She feels that she is very happy just by relying on her father like this.

I want to play with my father, but I am a little afraid that my father will be unhappy. The six-year-old child already has the ability to be independent and simple thinking. In Qingrong's little thoughts, my father doesn't live with me, because he is afraid that he will pester him and is unwilling to play with me.

Aisin Gioro. Fu Di heard that Qingrong was going to be with her father, so he smiled gently, pinched her face and said, "Aren't you already with your father now?" Qingrong glanced at her father, shook her head, and whispered to Aisin Gioro. Fu Di said, "I want to play with my father, but I'm afraid that my father will be angry and ignore Qingrong. I finally saw Daddy. I don't want to let him chase us back so soon."

Aisin Gioro Fu Di asked with a heavy face: "Who did you hear me? Didn't I tell you? Dad has something to do, he is very busy..."

"Mom, this is unfair!" Qingrong, who often watches her mother's videos in court, learned her mother's posture in court, and raised her head to protest: "Dad is so busy that she can't let Qingrong go? Did I do something wrong?"

Zhao Jianhui felt a lot of pain when he listened to the conversation between the mother and daughter. Now Qingrong is still young, and he has already started to have thoughts in his heart. If she were a few years older, would she feel more wronged in her little head? Yu Qingrong remembered Lele's children. After they became sensible, would they have the same little thoughts as Qingrong?

Zhao Jianhui picked up Qingrong and stretched out his mouth to kiss her pink little face: "Good daughter, Qingrong did nothing wrong, it's because her father was not good, but her father did something wrong..."

"I accept your apology, can you play with me?" After all, it is a child who grew up abroad, and it is really a normal thing to accept an apology from an adult.

"Of course, what do you think you want to play?" Zhao Jianhui asked with his daughter in his arms.

"Where, I want to play sand-stacking people with my dad. In Nangang, many children's fathers make sand-stacking people for their kids. Dad, can you make sand-stacking people?" Qingrong asked with a look of hope.

"Sand piler? Of course Dad will do it. Let's go, Dad will take you to the sand piler. When we came in just now, I seemed to see a pile of sand..." Zhao Jianhui said, holding Qingrong and leaving. Aisin Gioro Fu Di looked at the father and daughter with a smile and said, "I protest! Isn't anyone invited me to play too?!" In front of Qingrong, Aisin Gioro Fu Di seemed to have returned to the naughty girl's generation.

"Of course, mom, you hold your father's clothes, don't get lost..." leaning against dad's broad arms, Qingrong was unwilling to come down, so she had to let her mom hold his father's clothes. Looking at the intimate appearance of the mother and daughter, Zhao Jianhui was not jealous. God is fair. Qingrong and her mother are close because Aisin Gioro. Fu Di put in time and effort. What did he do for Qingrong?

Erfeng, who stood behind the family of three, quickly took two steps first and ran to a playground that was being built by the other party. He didn't know what he said to the worker or used money to make the way. Anyway, the two workers who were working gave her two shovels and a bucket.

When Erfeng brought the water over, the father and daughter had already started to pile sand with iron shovels, and then dug a small hole on the pile of sand. Seeing Erfeng pouring water inside, Qingrong asked in confusion: "Dad, why do you have to water it? People who piled sand on the beach in Nangang don't need to water..."

"Yes, you don't need to water it by the sea because the sea water has soaked the sand. This is not the sea, and the sand is also dry, so you have to water it..." Zhao Jianhui explained patiently.

"Governor Zhao, it's really you. What are you doing?" With a very sweet voice, the beautiful and elegant reporter Hualei appeared in front of Zhao Jianhui in a snow-white long dress and fluttering hair like a fairy in the dust. Seeing the Governor digging sand with a shovel, he couldn't help but look at Zhao Jianhui in surprise. He really didn't know what event the young leader was holding.

"Oh, it's Huabing, what are you doing here?" Zhao Jianhui looked at Qingrong and said, "Why is it so unfortunate that Huabing reporters will come here too?" He finally played with his daughter for a while, so don't be used as news and exposed.

"I took my brother's child to play. The little naughty turned around and disappeared. I hurried to find him." Hualei looked at Xiao Qingrong standing beside Zhao Jianhui, and the beautiful mature young woman behind him. He thought to himself that it was Governor Zhao's wife who brought the child to see him. I really didn't expect that such a big leader could also make the child happy like an ordinary person.

In an instant, after returning from Beiyuan, Zhao Jianhui, who had gradually become an extraordinary person in Hualei's heart, turned back into an ordinary man in Hualei's eyes.

She waved goodbye to Zhao Jianhui lightly, walked away like a willow swaying in her high heels. Qingrong, who was a little discouraged, lowered her head, looking a little unhappy.

Zhao Jianhui walked over with a smile, touched her little head, and asked her, "What's wrong?" Qingrong drooped her little head and whispered, "Dad, did that aunt recognize me as your child? I didn't tell anyone, nor did I call you dad in front of outsiders." Mom once said that she could not call her dad in front of others. She was careful that she remembered her mother's words, for fear that her father would be unhappy.

"Come on, Qingrong, Dad, I will make sand people for you..." Zhao Jianhui said, turning around. There was already crystal clear in the corner of his eyes. Poor, what a good child!! They are all his own bastards. There may be many times in his future life, but how can he face it?

Zhao Jianhui looked down at Qingrong. Qingrong was also secretly looking at her father. When she saw her father looking over, she quickly drooped her little head. Zhao Jianhui sighed, and finally didn't dare to say that she could call her dad at any time.

In the officialdom, there are many unsatisfactory things. Perhaps, this is the price you have to pay. Who makes me so fickle?

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