On Christmas Eve, Xue Qiandai went to the detention center again to visit her father.

Through the heavy glass, I picked up the phone. She took a deep breath and asked in a calm tone as much as possible, "Dad, it's cold, are you okay inside?" ”

Xue Jingnian nodded and smiled very happily. "Okay, thinking that I will be able to go out in a few years, I have to eat half a bowl more at every meal."

"Dad?" Xue Qiandai wanted to speak and stopped, "I... Mom is still alive, isn't she? ”

Xue Jingnian couldn't close his mouth in shock at this sudden topic, and his mouth was exaggerated enough to hold an egg. For a long time, he pushed his chin and lowered his head.

Is this a default?

"Dad, why? What really happened back then? Xue Qiandai asked.

"You're ...... Got it? ”

Xue Jingnian rubbed his eyes, which were cloudy, not as clear as when he was young, he half-looked up at the perspective, "Qiandai, the child came to this world because of his fate with his parents." ”

He spoke very slowly in every sentence, and tried to consider the choice of words, "Fate has depth, and it can't be forced." Your mother has done her best, she loves you, but it doesn't fit ...... Live with us. ”

Xue Qiandai shook her head, her spirit suffering greatly, "In this world, what reason would there be for a mother to give up her child?" What excuse can there be for a father to not even have the courage to tell the truth to his own children? ”

Xue Jingnian smacked his lips and his throat was very dry. "Qiandai, it's wrong for me to hide that you are me, don't hate your mother. She's a poor person. ”

Xue Qiandai stood up, put the two apples in the bag on the counter, "Happy Christmas, and Happy New Year's Day", and hung up.

Without an answer, should she continue to pursue it?

Xue Jingnian didn't dare to speak, for fear that saying it would make her more painful.

Out of the detention center in a daze, Xue Qiandai got on Huo Yunchao's big run.

Huo Yunchao wore a Santa hat and a white beard. "Dear little princess, do you have any wishes? Today, grandpa can help you fulfill your wish. ”

Xue Qiandai turned her head away, put her fingers against her chin, and smiled bitterly. "I want to go home."

The whole city is enveloped in a joyful atmosphere, with Christmas trees and lights in the windows of shopping malls, and music filled with sweetness and happiness.

Xue Qiandai only felt that she was out of place with all this.

Huo Yunchao took her to a western restaurant to eat roast turkey, salmon and melon cakes, and then went to the supermarket to buy a meal after eating.

In addition to apples and cranberries, he bought a lot of yogurt, pastries, candies and chocolates in the shape of Santa's cane, and his shopping cart was full.

"Hey, beauty, it's just a Western holiday." Xue Qiandai muttered.

The two of them had already walked to the cashier, and Huo Yunchao openly threw a large box of Du Du into the shopping cart. "No, the meaning of the festival is to be full of rituals, to remind us to love each other every day, and to be as prosperous as a festival."

The word love accentuated his tone.

"There's still one at home." Xue Qiandai supported her forehead.

Huo Yunchao leaned close to her ear, "No, I know best." Anyway, it just needs supplies, and hoarding them doesn't take up space. ”

Didn't want to talk to him.

After paying the bill, the two of them went out of the supermarket. The lights of thousands of homes were bright, and the cold wind was blowing, Xue Qiandai covered the hat of the down jacket and put it on for the beauty. They wore couples.

Crossing Huo Yunchao's shoulder, through the street lamp, she saw a figure in the distance, looking sneakily in their direction. Encountering Xue Qiandai's gaze, the man bent down and hid behind the trunk of the tree.

Déjà vu, where have you seen it? Stalking them?

"What's wrong, Dai?" Huo Yunchao asked.

She couldn't remember for a moment. "It's okay, I guess I'm wrong."

Huo Yunchao hugged her, got into the car and returned to Yosemite Villa. The car entered the underground garage and went up the elevator to the living room on the first floor.

Huo Yunchao took off his down jacket, took Xue Qiandai's again, and hung it in the closet. Then he pulled Xue Qiandai to sit on the sofa and put her on his lap.

"I got instructions from Santa Claus today to replace Mom and Dad, spend the holidays with you well, and love you well."

Huo Yunchao saw this kind of thing clearly, felt that it was human nature, and did not hide it. Since his birthday, more often.

Xue Qiandai buried her whole body in the crook of his arm, "Beauty, I haven't washed yet." ”

"That's together."

"No, your self-control is very poor." Xue Qiandai has a little grudge.

Huo Yunchao pecked on her eyelashes, "Well, who made Madam so beautiful, I don't have any self-control over you." ”

Xue Qiandai: "......"

She was about to get up when Huo Yunchao's mobile phone rang. It's also a strange phenomenon, there are always uninteresting phone calls.

Huo Yunchao took his mobile phone and went outside.

"Hey, what advice does Mr. Zhao have for calling so late?"

Once, the person on the other end of the phone was his respected predecessor and his investor. It's just that Dai Dai happened, and he has changed his mind about him.

"Yunchao, I made an appointment with a private room in the Junlan Clubhouse and want to talk to you...... Economic trends. The vicissitudes of the voice carry the bearing of a person who has been in a position for a long time.

"I'm sorry, it's Christmas Eve, and I want to spend it with my loved ones." Huo Yunchao refused very neatly.

Unexpectedly, the other party said directly: "You...... Went to see your father-in-law today? If you want to know the truth, come and drink tea and chat with me. ”

Huo Yunchao's father-in-law is naturally a snow year.

The other party knows what they are doing.

And the truth, like a beautiful woman holding a pipa and half-covering her face, leads people to find out.

"Okay, I'll drink Mr. Zhao's good tea."

When I returned to the living room, I found Xue Qiandai playing with her mobile phone. "Dai Dai, I have something to go out to send you back to Xianghu Bay."

Xue Qiandai greeted him and held his waist with both hands, "Sure...... Don't take me? ”

"Good!" He kissed her, "I'll make it up to you tomorrow." ”

Xue Qiandai was no longer entangled, and was escorted back to her villa by him. And Huo Yunchao went to the Junlan Club.

There is a faint smell of high-end fragrance in the private room, there is a purple sand tea set on the yellow rosewood, and the service staff has prepared the best black tea. Seeing that the guests had arrived, the waiter withdrew.

"Sit." Zhao Sheng pointed to the seat next to him.

Huo Yunchao sat down, picked up a cup of tea and sniffed it lightly on the tip of his nose. "Mr. Zhao can get straight to the point."

"Have you ever seen Huang Lufei?"

Sure enough, the big guy is very domineering.

Huo Yunchao bowed his head and was also very frank, "Don't blame him." ”

Zhao Sheng smiled instead, took a sip of tea, "Yunchao, in the younger generation, the person I admire the most is you." I don't know what Huang Lufei said to you, but I think that whatever you Huo Yunchao wants to check and do, you will definitely do it. I don't beat around the bush, my wife, as you investigated, is the biological mother of your little girlfriend. ”