That year, she was twelve years old.

He still remembered that she ran to the study to look for him with a list of middle school options, and he was overjoyed, this was the first time that Ling'er was willing to talk to him since her mother died.

As a result, she split her head and said, "I want to go boarding." With that, he put a completed notice on his desk, and it turned out that she only needed the guardian's signature.

He always remembered the words of his deceased wife, and did not anticipate the child. As long as it's not too much, it's not out of line, he does everything by her. Unexpectedly, this incident was the beginning of their father-daughter relationship.

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On this day, Yan Xinling made an appointment with Huo Jingyan to go to Huo's family to pick him up from work, and then go back to the old house together.

Yan Xinling saw that it was still early, and she went to the last shopping mall alone. She usually sees that men's clothes at work are always inseparable from black, white and gray, and she wants to buy a tie to Huo Jingyan to add some color to his clothes.

She was about to take a taxi to the Huo Building, and as soon as she walked to the taxi place, a black Mercedes-Benz stopped at her feet, and the window rolled down, revealing Yan Zhihong's face.

From the day she met Yan Xinli, she knew that the news of her return to the imperial capital could not be concealed from this person, but she didn't expect it to be so soon.

Ever since Yan Xinli told him that he had met Yan Xinling in this mall, he would ask the driver to go around here from time to time. Unexpectedly, a whim decision when I went home today made the two meet.

More than ten years have passed in a flash, and the man in front of her doesn't seem to have changed much from the appearance she remembers, the only thing that has changed is that the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes seem to be much deeper, and he is also a lot haggard.

She had forgotten how long it had been since she had looked at her father's face.

The Mercedes-Benz car blocked her way so big, and Mo Pingshan's deep voice came from the car: "Ling'er, get in the car and go home." ”

Yan Xinling sneered: "Home? That's Chairman Yan's home, not mine. ”

After speaking, two men got out of the car, one was her so-called father, and the other was Yan Qing, Yan Zhihong's secretary and housekeeper.

"Miss, listen to the chairman, get in the car first." Yan Qing looked at Yan Xinling, there was a little pleading in her voice, and there seemed to be a trace of warmth in her eyes.

"I'm married. Besides, I haven't been in touch for the past few years, so what is this doing now? ”

Yan Qing was stunned for a moment, but soon spoke up again, "Miss, the blood relationship is inseparable no matter what, even if you are married, the Yan family is your mother's family." ”

"No need, such a mother's family, don't do it."

Yan Zhihong's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, looking at the little face in front of him that was similar to his deceased wife, he couldn't help but clench his teeth, "I haven't seen him for a few years, I still look like a hedgehog, I will stab whoever I catch, and I don't know how to be tactful when I speak." ”

"Then let's see who it's against." The implication is that I don't understand euphemism, but I don't know how to deal with you.

In the face of a so-called "family" who forced Xiao San to kill his wife, let Xiao San enter the door in a grand manner, and then let her own daughter go regardless of her willingness, she really couldn't do it.

"Yan Xinling, don't forget, your surname is still Yan, and I am your father. Is that how you speak to your father? Yan Zhihong's hand at his side was abrupt, and he seemed to be on the verge of rage.

"Thank you for the reminder, maybe I should change this surname as soon as possible, it just so happens that I have been planning to take my husband's surname recently." Huo Xinling, although it sounds a little awkward for the time being, I believe that I will be able to get used to it soon.

"Ahem, ahem."

Yan Zhihong was trembling with anger, and the whole person coughed uncontrollably, one after another, without stopping at all, and after a while, his old face turned red.

Yan Xinling pretended not to see it, she kept looking not far away, ready to find a suitable opportunity to escape.

Yan Qing immediately stepped forward and patted him on the back again and again, "Chairman, don't be angry with Miss, she is still a child." ”

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Four more, whew~

Ah, don't hit, don't hit, don't slap your face