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Chapter 920: Father's Confession

"Miss and my son-in-law are back?" Sister Mei came out of the kitchen and looked at the happy scene in the living room. She said happily, "Lunch is ready, so let's sit in the main restaurant! Have a meal and chat!"

"Thank you for your hard work, let's go and have a meal."

Then everyone walked towards the restaurant. Today the dishes were very rich, half of which were Mo Fan liked, and half of which were Jiamei's favorites.

The atmosphere was festive, as if the air was filled with happiness. Mo Fan said that someone would come to send a wedding dress later, and Jiamei was looking forward to it.

After lunch.

Everyone came to the living room again. Han Xiangyang hugged his daughter's shoulder and hurriedly said, "Jiamei, come up with dad, dad has something to say to you."

After such a close contact, Han Jiamei immediately smelled the faint smell of tobacco on his body!

When she followed him upstairs, she whispered, "Dad, why are you suffering from the bad habit of smoking?"

"Is it very smelly?" He drove it downstairs just now.

"kind of."

The father and daughter entered the study, and Han Xiangyang stopped smoking, and Jiamei stopped asking.

He walked to the window, leaned against the desk, and held his daughter's hand, "Jiamei, do you have any special feelings when you are getting married?"

"It feels like a dream." Han Jiamei shrugged and smiled, "I feel like I've grown up, and time passes quickly!"

"Yes, I will be an adult in the future." The middle-aged man sighed a little, "In the future, you must learn to face any setbacks or blows, so that your heart will become stronger. Don't be desperate at any time. It's harder than you.

There are too many people going."

"Ah?" My daughter didn't understand the inexplicable words at all.

"Just remember what dad said."

"I have never had any setbacks in the Old Han family in the first half of my life, and I will never marry into the Mo family." Jiamei comforted her with a joyful smile on her face, "Don't worry!"

"..." Han Xiangyang looked at her deeply, and his slightly vicissitudes of life showed deep reluctance in his slightly vicissitudes of life.

"Dad, why are you so worried about me all of a sudden?"

The father and daughter gathered in their eyes, and Han Xiangyang felt a soreness in his heart. He held his daughter's hand with one hand and stroked his daughter's head with the other.

Han Jiamei smiled and comforted, "I'm just getting married, not wanting to break away from the father-daughter relationship! You will still be my safe haven in the future! Besides, buying a new house is so close, I can go home and have a meal from time to time! Don't do it then

I feel annoyed!"

"Jiamei, dad may not be your safe haven..." Han Xiangyang said sadly, his nose was also sour.

Jiamei was stunned for a moment, something was getting worse and worse?

So she asked in confusion, "Why? Is something wrong?"

The next second, Han Xiangyang turned into a smile, "Let you let go and let you fly, you can grow up! Silly girl, Dad will die one day, and it is impossible to protect you for the rest of his life."

"That day is far away!" Jiamei pouted, originally a little worried, but now she smiled and said, "My father is the best father in the world! He will definitely live for a hundred years!"

Kami has a carefree personality, so she didn't think much about it.

Downstairs, Mo Fan was playing chess with his mother-in-law at the chess table. He was a chess opponent and had a lot of fun.

Sister Mei just brewed a pot of tea and felt this happiness.

"Jiamei liked to play with boys when she was a child. She thought girls were pretentious and cried at any time." Peiying couldn't help but talk about her daughter and told him about her childhood.

"That's why her personality is so good." Mo Fan's eyes were filled with a smile, "It's so regretful that I didn't know her when I was a child, otherwise I would have taken her to play with me."


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