"Dad." Cheng Haochen's dark eyes were full of sadness. He stared intently at the light in the stairs, his handsome face was blank.
He said blankly: "I don't like Dinah."
"Haochen, relationships can be cultivated slowly. People of our generation have many fates with their parents. Just like your mother and I, we are not living well and caring for each other... After all, you don't care about each other at all..."
I just haven’t forgotten my love for her..."
Cheng Haochen stood quietly at the entrance of the stairs, his expression sometimes indifferent and sometimes quiet, but his eyes were wandering and he didn't know where to go.
He was hurt by what his father said. Although he had said that he would forget her just now, her figure never left his mind for even a second.
He said that he wanted to hate her and despair of her, but he still couldn't control his heart.
Sometimes, even he himself finds it ridiculous. Why does he like her so much?
Does it just mean that love is just a feeling, and he will always be led by this feeling?
Cheng Haochen, you are such a fool!
"Haochen, think about it. Along the way, you first forgave her for what she did, then you broke the engagement with Jia because of her, then you got into trouble with her father because of her, and finally you used such an extreme method for her.
In exchange for a chance to meet... However, she disdains you and doesn't cherish the opportunity you exchanged for her body. Why are you still so infatuated with her?"
He stood there like a puppet, his posture was very straight and straight, and he had a different temperament and charm, but his face was uncoordinated and indifferent.
Cheng De walked around to him and looked at him with an unprecedented severity, "I did this for your own good. I didn't want you to be tortured by that woman again and again...
All in all, you and Dinah must get married or not... As long as I'm around, I won't let you find that woman again... You either listen to me as a father, or you never call me daddy.
"
My father's voice was decisive, every word was like a steel ball falling from an iron plate, every sound was sonorous and powerful.
Cheng Haochen turned around and looked at his father blankly, speechless again.
Dad actually forced him to give up in this way, either marrying Jia Dina or not recognizing him as his father for a long time.
In an instant, his mood surged, and he felt sad...
In fact, tonight should not be like this. If Keqing had not gone to Shanghai, everything would not be like this now.