"Mom won't be coming home with us today. Shu Yan Badger"

Lian Yi turned his face, the handsome side face outlined a perfect curve, and the corners of his lips were already attached to Lian Ming's pink cheeks, the picture was so beautiful, as if God had deliberately created such perfection.

Shen Rong smiled lightly, waved his hand, and said goodbye to Lian Ming, and sure enough, Lian Ming looked at Shen Rong with his eyes like a deer and waved his hand, and then turned his face to talk to his father.

Shen Rong sat in the restaurant, subconsciously cleaning up the plates, and when she realized that she didn't need to do it herself, the waiter over there gave her a funny look, and Shen Rong hurriedly got up and left with her handbag.

"Giggle~嬖"

A crisp laugh rang out, and Shen Rong's gaze unconsciously shifted to the past, and the originally calm face would always reveal a faint crack because of the unexpected facts.

Milo was wearing a pink chiffon dress, like a fairy, with long hair hanging down, bright eyebrows and eyes, standing in front of Lianyi's father and son, like an eye-catching scenery.

Shen Rong couldn't see what Lian Yi's face was when he turned his back to him, he only knew that Milo's eyebrows were crooked, and he didn't know what she said, Lian Yi handed over the child to her, and then opened the car door, and the three of them got into the car, turned to the intersection next to him, and disappeared into the bustling street.

Shen Rong shifted his gaze, tried to open his eyes wide, raised his chin, and walked more proudly, just grabbing the hand of the handbag, clenching it inadvertently.

Lian Yi said, give him a little time, it seemed like a joke, Shen Rong felt amused that he heard such a joke and fell into his ears.

"Mingming, do you like Auntie?"

In the car, Milo hugged the soft and cute Lian Ming with a smile on his face, and the smell of high-end perfume made Lian Ming sneeze unconsciously.

Lian Ming's eyes rolled, looking at Milo, but he didn't give her an answer, but unconsciously looked at his father as if asking for help.

Lianyi's lips were inexplicably pursed, his expression was indifferent, as if he was driving the car seriously, but when his eyes swept over inadvertently, he couldn't help but say lazily:

"Don't embarrass him with this kind of question."

After Milo heard it, his beautiful expression showed a hint of loneliness, and after looking at Lian Yi with those big eyes, he said with some grievances in his tone:

"Meaning, do you regret it?"

Milo's expression was a little innocent and nervous, and the worry in his eyes was not fake.

"The whole is cranky."

The words were the same as before, but to the ears did not seem very satisfying, and Milo's eyebrows frowned unconsciously.

"Back then, I thought you would never look back, but when I saw you that day, do you know how happy I was?"

Milo's expression was so touching that he wanted to cry, but it made Lian Ming look over unconsciously, with a somewhat curious expression, innocently trying to break out of Milo's arms.

Lian Yi seemed to notice his son's small movements, and said with a hint of reproach in his voice:

"You weren't so sentimental before, be careful to intimidate my son."

The tone is still as domineering and cold as before, but as the years go by, there will always be more mature charm, making him look more handsome at the same time, it always seems to be more intimidating and difficult to approach.

Miloon pursed her lips and said no more.

Shen Rong saw a black sedan downstairs in the apartment, she was familiar with the car, and if she guessed correctly, it should be Chen Qinghe's.

After a little hesitation, and while thinking about whether to go upstairs, the young driver stepped out of the car.

"Miss Shen, our chairman, I would like to say a few words to you!"

The driver politely opened the door, and in the back of the car, Chen Qinghe sat there, his expression was a little earnest, and a little nervous, that look, as if in front of his mother, was originally a well-known business leader, but at this time he was a little restrained, which was really rare.

Shen Rong didn't say much, sat in, she saw Chen Qinghe's face, her expression was slightly relaxed and relieved, the air conditioning inside was at a suitable temperature, the afterglow of the sunset was covered by the gray air of the city, the last layer of golden, and the faces of the father and daughter in the car were blurred.

"Not looking for my mother?"

Shen Rong took the lead in opening her mouth, for Chen Qinghe, she didn't have as passionate feelings as her mother, but she would not be enthusiastic about it, after all, the man in front of her, who was her father, had an unshirkable responsibility.

"I'm waiting for you."

Chen Qinghe's voice was a little lost, probably because Shen Rong was so calm and calm, which was the same as his mother Shen Yi.

Shen Rong's face still showed a faint touch.

"I'm sorry for your mother, I'm sorry for you, if I had known that she was pregnant with you, I wouldn't have let you mother and daughter get to this point no matter what."

Chen Qinghe's tone was heavy and serious, which made people have to be convinced of sincerity.

"Wu Hong, that is, Chen Biao's mother, is a neighbor that your grandmother knows in the United States, we have never known each other, I don't know how she is tempted by me~"

Seeing that Shen Rong didn't speak, Chen Qinghe seemed to hesitate a little, but still opened his mouth to say such a thing, probably only under the cover of the night at this time, would Chen Qinghe, who was over half a hundred years old, open his mouth like this in front of Shen Rong.

"I didn't even know that your grandmother brought her back that time."

"That time, I went out to run a business, I was very busy, but I missed your mother very much, so I made an unforgivable mistake, I didn't know that your mother didn't come home at all that night, and mistakenly took other women for your mother~"

Shen Rong listened quietly, although Chen Qinghe couldn't tell the details in detail, he somewhat understood the general outline of the matter, and his heart was still a little shocked, he didn't expect his father's charm to be so great, let alone Chen Yang's mother was so crazy.

"Actually, it's all your grandmother's idea, Chen Biao's mother is a very timid woman, I don't like her, except for that time, I haven't liked her in my life."

When Chen Qinghe said this, there was a faint excitement in his tone, and he seemed to have some deep helplessness.

"Your grandmother doesn't like your mother, the relationship between the two has not been very good, although your mother has never had a bad heart, but she doesn't like to maintain the relationship between her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, plus I'm too busy, and I haven't hooked up well, I only favor your mother~"

The relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is like this, when Lian Yi was lukewarm to her, Mrs. Lian treated her politely, and when Lian Yi treated her a little well, even Mrs. Lian and Lian Zheng were extremely nervous.

"I guess you're not just wrong here, right?"

Shen Rong hesitated for a moment, but still opened his mouth, when Chen Biao was born and grew up, his mother knew that the child and another woman's existence would surely collapse if it was anyone.

"Yes, I'm not only wrong here, but more importantly, later, I didn't expect Chen Yan's mother to not take the contraceptive pill, and I shouldn't worry that your mother couldn't stand it, and hid this matter again and again, what she hated was that I hid him for four years."

"If I had been honest, maybe it wouldn't be the way it is today."

The regret in Chen Qinghe's tone was filled with strong pain, and Shen Rong didn't know what to say, nearly thirty years of time did not seem to be indifferent to the feelings between the two people, but instead turned into a deeper regret today, because the 'scandal' between her and Chen Mian sublimated the regret to a stalemate, like a shocking joke.

But more often than not, we love someone and prefer to be secretive.

If my father hadn't loved my mother so much, I wouldn't have been so sorry today.

"I gave Chen Biao a name, but there was no way to give him the fatherly love he wanted, as soon as I saw him, I thought of the scene when your mother was angry and left, and later registered marriage with Chen Biao's mother, changed the name, and promised to build a villa for your mother she wanted, and I thought of the words she said that she didn't want to have anything to do with me in this life, so the name of that villa is called Yihe Qingmeng, which should have been called the hometown of Yiwang~"

When Chen Qinghe talked about the hometown of Yiwang, he couldn't express his regrets.

Originally, the flounder was in deep love, but it has come to such a point where the world is far away, how can you not regret it.

"Perhaps, I won't be able to go back to the original time with your mother in this life!"

Chen Qinghe's vicissitudes of life's voice, with endless regret, leaned on the back of the chair, just like Chen Biao's night, quiet, silent, and silent for a long time.

"And now, it's hurting you~"

Chen Qinghe suddenly spoke, but he didn't continue, and Shen Rong didn't hold back after all.

"Dad~"

The night swept through the glass window and fell on Chen Qinghe's face, the surprise and joy revealed on the latter's cold face had nowhere to hide, only he looked at Shen Rong in a daze, and didn't say anything for a long time, this kind of father-daughter relationship that has never been in touch for nearly thirty years is not something that Tan Fucheng can deliberately produce.

After all, it was his own father, who was related by blood.

"You, will you recognize me?"

Chen Qinghe's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of loss, a big hand stretched out, but he didn't move forward again, so he had to subconsciously stroke his thigh and pat it.

"Mom didn't stop me from recognizing you."

Shen Rong said such a fact lightly, only to see the latter's face, first there was a surprise that could not be concealed, and then he was suppressed by the ruthless facts, as if he was lonely and helpless.

"I promised your mom to leave here early tomorrow morning."

When Shen Rong heard this, he was still a little shocked, maybe his father was wrong back then, so is it a mistake for his mother to insist on going her own way?

Is love to endure with resilience like a pampas reed, or is it right to tear apart in an instant?

There doesn't seem to be a definite answer, sometimes it's not necessarily right to endure, and it's not necessarily chic to go away.

"Chen Biao has also left the capital, maybe disappeared again."

When Shen Rong was so shocked, Chen Qinghe's tone was still somewhat helpless, no matter what, Chen Biao was his son, just like back then, no matter how angry he was, no matter how helpless he was, it was a fresh and lovely little life.

Shen Rong couldn't help but think of the lovely Lian Ming, and he couldn't help but think of Chen Yan, who was as cold as iron.

Perhaps compared with her, it is not one person who is sad, and it is not one person who is sad, but two generations who are at the mercy of fate.

"You don't have to be so biased against him!"

Shen Rong couldn't help but speak, which made Chen Qinghe's expression solemn, and finally made up his mind in solemnity:

"You~To Him~"

Shen Rong immediately caught Chen Qinghe's words and said:

"I don't have the same feelings for him as he does for me, and Chen Yang is not sorry for me."

Shen Rong threw away the initial resentment that was so angry with her mother, after knowing the real reason why her mother was so angry that she fainted, she knew that it couldn't just be blamed on Chen Biao.

Chen Qinghe's affection relaxed a little, and nodded silently.

Compared with Chen Yan's silence before parting, Chen Qinghe's openness and honesty seemed to be a helpless compromise, but Shen Rong's mind couldn't help but think of Chen Yan who refused to even shout compromise.

"What time is the plane tomorrow?"

Suddenly, there was an extra hug that the father was not happy about, but if he had to say goodbye so indifferently, it would be embarrassing.

"At eight o'clock, after I go back, you take good care of your mother~ If you have any questions, you can call me, I left the phone to your mother, I'm afraid she won't call!"

Speaking of this, Chen Qinghe seemed to take out the phone number that had been prepared a long time ago, the delicate piece of paper, not a business card, obviously specially recorded Chen Qinghe's private number.

Shen Rong took it.

"It's not early, you should go back and rest early."

After the father and daughter were relatively speechless, Shen Rong opened his mouth like this, turned around and prepared to open the car door and leave.

"Melt!"

Shen Rong was stunned and turned his face to look at Chen Qinghe, but the latter added excitedly:

"Daddy, I'm sorry for you."

Shen Rong's face couldn't be indifferent after all, and his expression was much gentler.

"Dad, take care of yourself."

Shen Rong opened the car door, and at the moment when he was about to close the car door, he couldn't help but add:

"Dad, in the future, give Chen Biao a little more~ Love."

Or at such an age, there is no need for father's love, but thinking about Lian Ming, Shen Rong still added such a sentence.

ps: Is there a hurry, the Lun family writes not only about love, but also a kind of sensational rush pinching.