The atmosphere of the dinner seemed to be a joyful one, but it actually showed a little sadness.
After dinner, before five minutes of rest was resting, Han Jiamei pulled Mo Fan and wanted to leave, "Dad, mom, we're leaving first, we're going to see Mu Xin."
"Mo Fan." Han Xiangyang's eyes fell on the refreshing boy, "You follow me upstairs to the study room first."
Jiamei was slightly stunned, looked at her father, and then at the man around her.
Han Xiangyang raised his lips lightly and smiled kindly, "It won't take long." After saying that, he turned around and walked upstairs.
In Jiamei's eyes, her father is particularly democratic.
She let go of Mo Fan's hand, smoothed his sleeves, and whispered, "Go and go, I'll wait for you!"
Mo Fan nodded and took a step towards the stairs.
In the study room on the second floor of the villa, the lights are warm and yellow, and various books are neatly arranged on the rows of bookshelves.
An office desk is placed in front of the window, filled with various documents and materials.
As mayor, he is also a person with a lot of money.
Han Xiangyang stood in front of the window, Mo Fan came behind him and said with a gentle expression, "Uncle, you must have something to say to me, just say it."
The middle-aged man looked out the window with deep eyes. He brewed his emotions and turned to him and said, "Mo Fan, I will entrust my daughter to you. No matter what happens in the future, please treat her kindly, okay?"
"Of course." Mo Fan thought it was something, and he said with a smile and relaxed tone. "Uncle, even though we are married, we will definitely come back frequently. We buy a new house in Jiangcheng, not far from here."
He thought Han Xiangyang was just reluctant to let his daughter get married, so he was not used to it for a while.
"I believe in my own vision." Han Xiangyang looked at him meaningfully, "I believe in you. No matter what, you must believe in your own vision. You married Jiamei, who is a good girl."
This was a bit inexplicable. Mo Fan listened and responded, "Yes, I understand."
"Although she is careless, she is very kind by nature." Han Xiangyang told him, "I am just this daughter, I have held it in my palm since I was a child, and I never let her suffer any grievances. In her life, there is nothing
twists and turns."
Why do you want to say this?
Mo Fan understood the mood of an old father, and he promised, "Please rest assured uncle. I will be Jiamei's protective umbrella, I will protect her for the rest of my life, and I will love her like you love her."
"No matter what happens." Han Xiangyang added.
The father-in-law and son-in-law gathered in their eyes, and Mo Fan nodded, "Yes, no matter what happens, even if the sky falls, I will still be on top!"
With what he said, Han Xiangyang felt relieved.
Turning his eyes and looking out the window, the night began to fall. He sighed softly and said kindly, "I won't waste your time, let's go, I'll handle the work too."
"Goodbye Uncle," Mo Fan saluted respectfully, then turned and left.
Han Xiangyang looked at his departure back and his mood suddenly became a little heavy. If he didn't say these words tonight, he might not have the chance to say them in the future.
As a father, he only hopes that Jiamei can be happy.
After Mo Fan went downstairs, he took Jiamei to say goodbye to Han’s mother and thanked her for the sumptuous dinner.
Mo Fan did not think deeply about Han Xiangyang's intention when he drove her away.
Jingting did not tell him about him being Yin Lihua's protective umbrella, perhaps he was deliberately hiding it from it.