Hesitation.

Ning Yue still stood outside the door of the address written on the note.

Very ordinary in front of a house.

In a pair of pitch-black pupils, an unusual, trembling finally appeared.

I never thought that one day, I would actually meet that man.

Looking at the wooden door in front of me, even my heart beat a little faster.

It's really unproductive.

shouted how much hatred he shouted, but at this moment, he couldn't help but be nervous and expectant.

Ning Yue scolded secretly, despising herself a little. Quickly gathered his mind, took a deep breath, and slapped his palm on the wooden door.

Soon there was a sound in the courtyard, and then the wooden door opened.

"Come in."

What appeared in front of Ning Yue was the man who stuffed the note to her in the morning.

Unexpected, reasonable.

Without saying a word, she followed straight behind the man.

A small courtyard house, so simple that it is clear at a glance.

The man led her to the door of the main room and stopped.

"Your father is inside."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Ning Yue raised her eyebrows and stretched out her hand to push towards the door.

A tall figure appeared in her eyes.

He turned his back to her.

Even without seeing his face, she was able to identify him almost instantly.

Bloodline is really a "wonderful" thing.

Ning Yue sneered.

Pressing down the throbbing of his heart, the expression on his face was nothing but cold.

"You're an Aquila?"

She had fantasized countless times about what it would be like for their father and daughter to meet him one day.

Father's kindness and filial piety?

Teary-eyed?

Repentance and weeping?

None at all!

She couldn't even call out his name, let alone her father.

Ning Tianming's heart trembled, his clenched palms were already all wet, and he turned to look at her.

He wanted to give her a kind smile.

But I found that the muscles on my face were completely stiff, and I didn't listen to my brain at all.

He looked at her, and she looked at him in the same way.

One second......

Two seconds......

Ning Yue finally saw this face clearly.

This face that used to be blurry no matter how much she fantasized about it.

is more vicissitudes than she imagined, and she also needs a righteous face.

"Month, Month......"

Two simple words, but Ning Tianming used all his strength.

He wanted to laugh, but he wanted to cry.

Eighteen years later, for the first time, he saw his child.

A thousand words, blocked in the throat, but I don't know where to start.

Ning Yue felt as if her heart had been slammed by something, and her eyes almost turned red.

"You don't deserve to call me by name, and I won't acknowledge your existence."

Even if she already knew his hardships, as long as she thought of Wu Lanhong, her heart instantly hardened.

Ning Tianming's eyes shook violently, and in her indifference, she finally calmed down a little.

A wry smile.

He had thought of such a scene countless times.

After all, it was he who was to blame.

"Yueyue, I'm sorry."

It's not that he wants to ask for Ning Yue's forgiveness, but in addition to being sorry, what else can he, a responsible father, say?

The hatred in Ning Yue's eyes slowly gathered, and the hands hanging by her sides clenched into fists.

She never wanted his "sorry".

"So shouldn't I be grateful to Dade now? Thank you for finally showing up and meeting me? ”

The scathing tone was mocking Ning Tianming, and at the same time "stinging" herself.