I called Park Zheng in the car and explained some things and closed my eyes to recuperate, after all, I was exhausted from what I had to deal with next.

Jian Zhuang, still here.

The strange maid opened the door, but this time did not turn me away, but politely led me to the study.

On the long and long corridor, there are dark wall lamps and carved wooden railings.

In the backyard, the bamboo in my memory is no longer there, replaced by a garden full of begonias, which bloom very delicately in this white ice and snow world-

Arriving at the last room, the maid respectfully opened the wooden door, "Sir, Miss Jane is here." ”

The bright lights, the meticulous furnishings, and the books full of cabinets all show the rigor and majesty of a political official.

Turning his head to look at the middle-aged man standing at the window who was also looking at me, that is, my father, Jian Zhenlin.

Six years had made him much older.

"Here we are." There was a slight unnaturalness in the voice, and there was a hint of nervousness. Jian Zhenlin, who frequently appeared on the screen and spoke fluently, would feel nervous about his biological daughter, heh, this is interesting.

"Would you like to have something to drink first? Tea or ......" trembling voice was a little confused.

"No, thank you." I politely refused. I don't think I can spend more time here than a cup of tea.

Jian Zhenlin sighed, with an undisguised sense of powerlessness in his eyes.

There was an awkward silence until the maid knocked on the door and came in, "Sir, Mr. Xi is back, do you want to invite him up?" ”

I subconsciously frowned.

Jian Zhenlin turned around and walked to the mahogany table and sat down, "Let him come up." "Then he compared it to the sofa not far away," Xiao Ji ...... You can sit down for a while, too. ”

"No, you don't."

Jian Zhenlin was helpless, and there was an awkward silence.

"Uncle Jane." A deep voice came with the sound of the door opening.

I stood still and didn't look at anyone who came in.

"Oh, Xi Chen, here, sit." Jian Zhenlin didn't ask why I parted ways with him.

Xi Xichen walked past me, passed me, and walked to the mahogany table and sat down.

Jian Zhenlin looked at me, and repeatedly motioned for me to go and sit down, but I didn't, still standing, and standing very straight.

After a while, Jian Zhenlin sighed again, stood up, "Xiao Ji ......" his lips moved, as if he was thinking, and after a long time, he said unhurriedly, "I know, you must still hate what I did back then." ”

I was stunned for a moment, after all, I didn't expect him to mention this topic so quickly and so bluntly.

"Xiao Ji, I am really relieved that you are willing to return to Jianzhuang today.

Your days outside,

It will be bitter......

It's been so many years......

I have not fulfilled the duty of a father,

Even a little.

……”

These words should sound heartfelt, but at this moment, all I feel is numbness and indifference.

"Father, you don't have to be like this." These false responses, these politenesses, these words that influence people really don't need to be used on me. At least not at all.

Jian Zhenlin's face became a little embarrassed, and he tried to open his mouth a few times before he spoke for a long time, "Xiao Ji, you are my only daughter." ”

These words faintly pierced my heart, not very painful, but left scars.

"Father, I know, I'm your daughter, it's just that you also have a son, don't you?" As soon as he opened his mouth, it was an irony that could no longer be concealed.