In a restaurant in Fucheng, a young mother is feeding her daughter, and the little girl is dressed in pink makeup, cute and cute, and her mouth is full of food. ★ 八一Chinese网く √.★8く1くz★

"Mom, is this really my father?" A little girl under the age of five tilted her head to look at the man in a straight suit on TV, with a displeased face.

"Well, yes!" The young woman replied softly.

"Then why don't we go to him?" The little girl purred her eyes, put her left index finger in her mouth and sucked it.

"He'll come to us!" The young woman took the child's hand out and wiped her mouth with a tissue.

"Then what about Uncle Qin, can the four of us live together?" The little girl seems to have a hard time choosing between her father and Uncle Qin.

"You can live with Dad, but you can't live with Uncle Qin!"

"Oh, what about Mom, does she live with Dad too?"

"It's—it's up to him!"

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"Mr. Gu, you just said that the thing you regret the most in your life is that you didn't catch your only lover well, so take the opportunity of today's live broadcast, do you have anything to say to her?" Xie Xing is very good at handling these emotions, and the news that he finally dug up can't be without these gimmicks.

"I-" Gu Dongyang stopped talking at the camera.

"Say what you want to say the most!" Xie Xing reminded him that he was on the live broadcast.

"I miss you so much, Yanyan!" He finally said the name, the one that had been called a thousand times in his dreams.

"Mom, Dad said he misses you a lot!" The little girl pointed to the screen and giggled.

"Well, do you miss Daddy?"

"Yes!"

"Is Daddy really coming to us?"

"Yes!" Lin Yanyan touched her daughter's little head.

"At the end of the show, I have a letter to hand over to Mr. Gu, an enthusiastic audience asked me." Xie Xing handed over the envelope that had been placed beside him without touching it.

"Please take it apart and take a look at it." Xie Xing said again, with an unknown smile on the corner of his mouth.

Gu Dongyang took it as a routine and calmly took the envelope and did so.

There is only one line on it - we are waiting for you at the beginning of the story.

That's right, that's Lin Yanyan's word.

She's finally back.

Gu Dongyang's eyes moistened instantly, and he completely forgot that he was still live broadcasting.

He rushed to the studio, and he didn't have time to get the car keys.

He kept running, running faster and faster.

He ran across Guangdian Street, rushed past the crowds of pedestrian streets, and crossed the endless riverside bridge.

He ran wildly in the night in his shirt and leather shoes.

"Dear listeners and friends, if you are on the Binjiang Bridge at this time, you must see a handsome man in a shirt running hard, this person is believed to be familiar to everyone, yes, he is the wealth upstart of our Fucheng - Gu Dongyang!"

"Maybe you're curious where he's going in such a hurry, and I'm glad to tell you here that he's here to see his lover!"

"So, let's cheer him on together!"

"Male god, come on!" Taxis and private cars on the side of the road have been parked.

They rolled down the window glass and poked their heads or upper bodies out to cheer Gu Dongyang on.

"Come on, god!"

The cheers came and went, as if it was a marathon of honor.

Gu Dongyang threw away his coat, untied his tie, and ran more briskly.

"Male god, run!"

A loud female voice overtook the voices of all the audience and floated into Gu Dongyang's eardrums, he looked back and smiled, and disappeared from everyone's field of vision as quickly as the wind under his feet.

(End of book) (To be continued.) )