It was not surprising to see my father's stunned and slightly embarrassed expression, and suddenly I felt a little funny, I didn't want to hurt anyone, but being hurt again and again made me feel so depressed and wronged.

"You shouldn't have said that." A cold, deep voice pierced his ears.

I was stunned for a moment, looked at the source of the voice, and then smiled, "What should I say and what should I not say, do I still have to get your consent from Mr. Xi." ”

The dark pupils stared straight at me, and there was a strange depth lurking in it.

After being silent for a moment, Xi Xichen said lightly, "Six years has indeed changed you a lot. ”

Those night-like eyes always contain all the emotions and cover up well, but what is that streamer now? Pain? I don't know why I don't think it's him who hurts. suppressed the inexplicable irritability that surged in his heart, and turned to his father on the side, "What are you looking for me?" "I don't want to waste any more time here.

"Xiao Ji," Jian Zhenlin came back to his senses, "Actually, Xi Chen ......"

"I don't think I'm here to talk about Mr. Xi." Coldly interrupted Jian Zhenlin's next remarks about Xi Xichen.

"Hey." Jian Zhenlin sighed and nodded at Xi Xichen, who was still looking at me with a cold and gloomy gaze.

After a long time, Xi Xichen took out a document from the mahogany table and got up and walked in front of me.

I stood there compulsively—he handed over the paper, and I didn't reach for it, just glanced at it—a copy of the property assignment.

It reads: Jian Zhuang.

Suddenly I started to have a headache, and I had a premonition that something troublesome was going to happen.

At this time, Jian Zhenlin's slightly old voice sounded again, "Xiao Ji, here, after all, it is your home since childhood, I ...... I want to leave Jian Zhuang to you. ”

"No, I don't." I whispered, and there wasn't much mood swing in my tone.

"I've already purchased a property in the nearby district, you don't like us......" Jian Zhenlin seemed to notice that there was something wrong with this "we", so he suddenly silenced, paused and said again, this time a little cautiously, "I live here with your Aunt Shen, I, they ...... You can move in right away. That last sentence was said in a choppy.

Why did he do it? I didn't say anything, just looked at him with a blank face.

"Xiao Ji......" his father called again, his tone already trembling a little this time, "At that time, I will send you to France...... I...... It's too late to regret it...... You've almost cut off contact for six years...... You are my only daughter............" Jian Zhenlin said, a little incoherent.

Is this really my father who surprised me in politics, and suddenly I realized that he seemed to be nothing more than a middle-aged man who was tired of the world.