Lin Peien's hand holding the wine glass curled up little by little, and he drank vigorously.

Quan Ling reached out and tugged at his arm.

"Brother Xiao En, drink less, and your body will recover."

Lin Peien continued to drink his own as if he had chosen to be deaf.

Jiang's father, who was chatting with his business partner, accidentally saw Lin Peien who was drinking by himself.

He greeted the others and walked over.

Walked in front of Lin Peien.

"Xiao En."

Lin Peien raised his eyes, and the moment he saw him, his face, which was originally a little dead, seemed to be a little more gentle.

"Uncle Jiang."

He glanced at the power spirit beside him (身shēn).

"Girl, can we talk alone?"

Quan Ling nodded, and turned (身shēn) away.

Father Jiang looked like Lin Peien, who had become a lot more decadent.

"Go and sit in a place where there is no one, and Uncle wants to have a few words with you."

Lin Peien nodded, got up (身shēn), and followed him (身shēn).

After sitting down, Lin Peien did not put down the wine glass in his hand, but continued to drink.

Father Jiang, who was a person who had come over, could see the look on his face at a glance.

"Are you doing well in business?"

Lin Peien nodded.

"Well, it's fine."

"That's good, since your mother passed away, our relationship with your father seems to have broken off a lot, so we don't know much about your family's (love qg)."

Lin Peien didn't speak, just sat and drank his stuffy wine.

"Are you (love) a little ke?" Father Jiang suddenly asked.

When Lin Peien heard this, the hand holding the wine glass curled up little by little.

Raising his eyes, he looked at the uncle in front of him who had been better than his father to him.

"I'm getting married." He broke all with a word.

Father Jiang twisted his eyebrows.

"That's a really good answer."

Lin Peien stopped talking and just sat like this.

"Do you know what it has become for you all these years, my baby, I feel distressed, Xiao En, I just want to say a word to you, if (love ài), please deep (love ài), if you give up, please completely."

Father Jiang's words hovered in Lin Peien's mind for a long time.

If (love ài), please deep (love ài), if abandoned, please completely, he let out a pathetic sneer in his heart.

Wei Yang inadvertently saw Father Jiang and Lin Peien in the corner, and he puffed up his eyes.

"But, why is your dad with Lin Peien?"

Jiang Keke looked where he said, and saw her father and Xiao Enge chatting, and she wrinkled her eyebrows.

"What is this old Jiang doing, he won't betray his daughter," Jiang Keke was suddenly afraid that his father would tell Xiao Enge how bad she was.

She didn't want him to see how bad she was.

Jiang Keke was silent for a while, and walked up with courage.

Looking at the familiar back of chatting with her father, her heart ached faintly.

As she approached, she pulled back her lips and laughed.

"Lao Jiang, don't use your (set tào) antique way to educate Brother Xiao En, I am tired of listening to it, let alone Brother Xiao En."

Lin Peien when he heard this familiar voice.

The hands on his knees curled up slightly, but he didn't lift his eyes.

Father Jiang twisted his eyebrows.

"What are you talking about, stinky girl, your father is an old man, who dares to say it's useless"

"Okay, go home, if you don't go home again, your wife will be mad." After Jiang Keke finished speaking, he walked over and took his father's hand.

She wanted to leave quickly, to leave this place she didn't want to stay in.

I want to leave the place where there is little Engo.

How could Father Jiang not know his daughter's thoughts.

He can only lament that he is powerless, powerless to dominate his daughter's (love ài) (情 qg).