Feng Moyan held her hand in time and gave her a soothing and gentle look.
She looked at the man's handsome and calm face, secretly took a deep breath, adjusted her emotions, and relaxed.
Zhuo Yueluan was equally excited when she heard her son's words.
The recognition of father and daughter came faster than he expected, and he couldn't believe it for a moment.
When Zhuo Yilin saw that neither of them spoke, he was secretly worried and urged in a low voice: "Dad, why are you hesitating? You have your own biological daughter, your own biological daughter! This is a great joy!"
After all, he lost his fertility due to an accident at such a young age. He must have never dared to expect such a thing in his life.
Although he, the adopted son, has always treated his adoptive father as his biological father, and although their family of three is harmonious and happy, it is always a pity not to have biological flesh and blood.
Now, this regret has unexpectedly been made up for!
This is more exciting, moving, exciting and ecstatic than doing any business!
Encouraged by her son, Zhuo Yueluan slowly turned around and stared at her biological daughter with trembling eyes, filled with emotion, "My child... Dad has been absent for so many years and has failed your mother's sincerity.
You suffered a lot of injustice in your childhood, you...can you forgive dad?"
After saying this, he was afraid that he would put pressure on his daughter, so he quickly added: "I know that all this happened too suddenly, and you may not be able to adapt to it. It's okay. If you can't accept it for the time being, I can wait... This is what I owe your mother."
Woman, I am not qualified to force you to accept it."
After he finished speaking, he looked at his daughter expectantly, with a face that was both excited and guilty.
Yang Qianyu, who had just been calmed down by Feng Moyan, became agitated again because of these words, and her whole mind seemed to be affected by something, feeling a little confused and helpless, but also extremely confused and excited.
All this was indeed too sudden.
She never dared to think that her biggest wish in these years would actually come true!
——Yang Guohua is not her biological father, her biological father is someone else.
Now Yang Guohua has suffered retribution and passed away tragically after suffering so much, and her biological father appeared by chance, and he is still such an elegant, handsome, upright and prominent man!
God is so kind to her!
He did not let his mother down, he always remembered her, and he was still a hero!
What reason does she have for not recognizing such a biological father?
But why was the sound of "Dad" stuck in her throat, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't say it out?
It must be because she has never shouted this word so heartily and with such joy.
Because Yang Guohua’s father left such a deep shadow on her!
But Yang Qianyu, the father in front of her is different. He deserves your respect, respect, and shouting in joy - Dad!
Keeping hints to herself in her heart, she took a deep breath to calm down her chaotic brain, and then said excitedly: "Dad."
Zhuo Yilin and Feng Moyan had been waiting quietly and patiently. Seeing that Yang Qianyu was about to speak but stopped talking for a while, they both couldn't help but hold their breath and stared at her closely, wishing they could shout out for her.
Finally, she spoke.
Although the intonation is not high-pitched and a little shaky, it is enough to hear clearly.
Is there anything in this world that is more touching than the exciting recognition of long-lost relatives?
"Good boy!" Zhuo Yueluan had tears in his eyes and stretched out his strong hands to hug his daughter, "Dad, I'm sorry for you. Dad should come back to you sooner...I've made you suffer..."
The moment Yang Qianyu was hugged by him, it was a little awkward at first, but when the two of them leaned together, the kind and natural nature of blood thicker than water instantly melted her.
Tears burst out in an instant, and she hugged tightly the only elder and closest relative in her life, letting her tears flow freely and her internal organs beating and restless.
The two of them were separated by the armrest of the seat, and the hug was uncomfortable, but neither of them cared.
Zhuo Yilin smiled and let out a long sigh of relief, appreciating the touching scene in front of him with satisfaction.
Although Feng Moyan looked calm and didn't seem to have any feelings, only he knew how agitated and complicated his mood was at this moment.
Of course he was happy for Qianqian, extremely happy.
But he was afraid that the old father-in-law would be dissatisfied with him and would not marry his precious daughter to him.
"Dad, Xiaoqing, please calm down and let others think something happened." Seeing that they were too excited, Zhuo Yilin quickly handed over wet wipes to let them wipe away their tears.
Zhuo Yueluan let go of his daughter, his eyes were red, but there was a smile on his face, "Your mother is still in heaven. She must be very happy to know that our father and daughter know each other."
"Hmm..." Yang Qianyu wiped her tears and nodded.
Zhuo Yilin suggested: "Then why don't you find some time to pay homage to Aunt Ruan and tell her the good news."
Zhuo Yueluan thought, OK, and looked at her daughter.
Yang Qianyu also agreed, "Okay, mom will definitely be happy if she knows."
"Then let's do it this afternoon. We'll go after dinner later." Zhuo Yueluan didn't want to wait for a moment as he thought about meeting his former beauty.
"Yeah, that's okay..." Anyway, she was a "vagrant" now and could be free at any time, so she agreed readily.
After the father and daughter recognized each other, the atmosphere became much more relaxed and happy.
Zhuo Yueluan flipped through the diary and told Qianyu about the past of more than 20 years in detail.
It's a wonderful feeling to know something about your mother when she was a little girl from another person's mouth, not to mention that person is your biological father!
Yang Qianyu felt that she had not been this happy for many years. Her eyelashes were still stained with wet tears, but her eyes were shining with dazzling light.
Feng Moyan sat aside lonely.
He discovered that someone had completely forgotten him.
It seems that his concerns are justified.
Zhuo Yilin saw his loneliness, smiled, and took the initiative to talk to him: "What do you want to eat for lunch? I'll treat you."
Feng Moyan looked at him and saw that his eyes were full of smiles and a kind of faint pride, and he felt more and more depressed.
This brother-in-law seems to be showing off his identity.
"There's no need to treat you. Since you're in Jiangcheng, I'll be the host of course." He also smiled, with a magnanimous and unyielding tone, trying to win back some face.
"That's okay, now is indeed the time for you to behave well."
"..." As soon as these words came out, Mr. Feng's entire face froze, and his back molars trembled from gritted teeth.
Is this a formal declaration of war? Does it mean that if he doesn't behave well, he won't be able to be his brother-in-law?
Yang Qianyu suddenly turned around, saw the two of them chatting, and asked curiously: "What are you talking about?"
Feng Moyan held her hand, deliberately clasping his fingers with hers, and said gently and affectionately: "Qianqian, treat dad to dinner at noon and ask him how he tastes."
The word "Dad" came out of his mouth as smoothly as silk. Not to mention Zhuo Yueluan was surprised, even Yang Qianyu was stunned for a moment and stared at him with a "black question mark" face.
But he didn't seem to notice at all. He stretched out his other hand to scratch her nose lovingly, and his smile became even wider, "You idiot, why are you so stupid that you didn't hear me?"