Su Jun lowered his head and showed a wry smile.

Just the first time they met, he felt that whether it was for Yang Qi or Su Ran, Qi Wenbo was much more competent than him.

Hearing the news of Yang Qi's marriage, his heart was not without fluctuations.

Over the years, he inevitably aroused their disgust, and he took the initiative to move out, and tried his best to control himself from appearing in front of them, just to ask for their forgiveness.

He still had unrealistic hopes in his heart, thinking that one day, the family of three would be reunited.

It wasn't until he heard the news that Yang Qi was going to get married that he was completely sober.

It turns out that not all mistakes can be forgiven, and not all people will give him a chance to make amends.

As a husband, he owes Yang Qi so much that there is no reason to stop her from finding her own happiness.

Qi Wenbo's family background is innocent, he is upright, and his surroundings are even cleaner, unlike him, confidants are everywhere.

Don't talk about others, even himself, he has to admit that Qi Wenbo is more suitable for Yang Qi than him.

What's more, Yang Qi has already chosen Qi Wenbo to get married.

There is no need to compare, he has already been defeated.

He has lost the opportunity to make up for Yang Qi, but fortunately, he can still make up for his daughter.

He quickly gathered his mind and raised his eyes to look at Su Ran.

"What to drink?" Su Ran asked politely.

"Everything." Su Jun was a little flattered.

Su Ran casually brewed a cup of Pu'er, and sat down in a position not far away from Su Jun.

"Thank you." Su Jun's heart warmed, but he didn't expect his daughter to remember what he liked to drink.

Su Ran's face did not change: "I'm too lazy to take anything else." ”

She drinks boiled water on weekdays, and the tea on the table is often drunk by Yang Qi and Uncle Qi.

Originally, she just wanted to take one at hand, but she didn't know why she remembered that Su Jun liked to drink Pu'er the most.

Su Jun didn't demolish her, he almost greedily enjoyed the rare warmth between them.

There was silence in the room, only the smell of tea overflowed.

Su Ran looked at Su Jun quietly.

In recent years, they have rarely seen each other, and even if they do, they are in a hurry.

It had been a long time since she had looked at him so closely.

The person in front of him is no longer as energetic as before, and I don't know when his temples have turned white, and the corners of his eyes have fine lines.

It wasn't until this moment that she really realized that he was getting old before she knew it.

Slowly, his face will be wrinkled, his hair will be gray, and his movement will become difficult.

"Do you still live there?"

Soon after his grandfather's funeral, Su Jun moved to his small villa.

Although she didn't understand why he left the old mansion to them, she couldn't see it out of her mind and didn't bother, and she gladly accepted it.

Su Jun nodded: "Yes." ”

Su Ran's eyes hesitated, and he stopped talking.

Su Jun was afraid that his daughter would misunderstand, so he hurriedly explained: "I live alone, and there is no one else." ”

Su Ran's lips moved, but he didn't say anything after all.

She actually didn't care, after all, since she was a child, she was used to him making her lose confidence in the word father again and again, and this trembling attitude was sad.

He had been buying that little cottage for many years, and when he didn't come home, his grandfather could get him back from there.

Although he was fooling around outside, he had never taken those warblers to that villa.

Relying on this invisible tacit understanding, the family has been quiet for many years.

Until Meng Ping's appearance broke this illusion. Like the last straw that crushed the camel, Yang Qi finally despaired.

Thinking of this, her heart, which had just softened, returned to indifference.