Chapter 332

Jing Zhan never dreamed that he would receive Jing Yue's invitation.

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"Alan, look! It's Yuer's invitation! She She wants to see me Jing Zhan's resolute face was full of excitement and joy at the moment. He was holding the invitation in his hand. His eyes were slightly red and his hands were trembling. It seemed that he wanted to stand up happily, but he could only move his waist.

"What? Really? " Jinglang darts to JingZhan, raises his hand and takes the invitation card. Looking at the neat signature, Jingyue is so dazzling.

"Great She finally agreed to see me Great... " For more than ten years, Jing Zhan's happiness and anger are not in the form of color. At the moment, he just received an invitation from Jing Yue, but he is already so excited.

"Fifteen years I've been waiting for 15 years... " Jing Zhan clenched his fists tightly. His eyes were moist and moist, like a sigh and relief.

"Dad..." Jing Lang's nose is sour. He kneels on one knee beside Jing Zhan and raises his hand to cover his clenched fist. His eyes are full of complexity.

"I owe her these 15 years. Whatever the cause and effect, I owe her." Jing Zhan drooped his head and said in a trembling voice, "she should blame me. She should!"

Over the years, Jing Zhan has never forgotten his child. He tried every means to find the child, but he couldn't find him. What he wanted was to look at Jing Yue from a distance, look at her future road, and protect her quietly. But how can he not long for Jing Yue to recognize his father?

Now Jing Yue is actually looking for her own, and Jing Zhan's calm mood of 15 years has set off waves again.

After a sleepless night, Jing Zhan sat on the chair in the room, looking at the picture hanging on the wall. His eyes were full of sentimental love, and his whole body was full of grief. Ah Yun, our children have grown up, do you see?

I've seen it. It's like you, but it's not.

It was a quiet night. Jing Zhan watched the painting all night. He didn't move until the sky lit up. His body was a little sore, and he didn't sleep all night. But at the moment, Jing Zhan's face was not tired, but full of excitement.

With a faint blush on his cheek, he called Luber early in the morning.

"Sir, what do you think of this dress?" Lu Bo was very patient in choosing clothes for Jing Zhan.

"No, it's too flowery. Yuer may not think that I was a playboy." Jing Zhan shakes his head. Jing Lang, standing behind him, sniffs at the corner of his mouth and doesn't say much.

"And this one?" Ruber went on with his clothes.

"So red? No, no, no What does it look like? " Jing Zhan continues to shake his head. Jing Lang silently looks at the dark red and almost black clothes. The corners of his mouth smoke again. Where is it red? Where is it red? If you don't look carefully, you can't see the red color, OK!?

"This one, then?" Ruber's face changed a little, and he continued to take out one.

"Either red or black! No, no... " Jing Zhan continued to shake his head.

"I said, Dad, it's just going to have a meal. Do you have such a choice?" Jinglang finally can't help it. When will he have to go on like this?

"I have to leave a good impression on Yueer. I'll take out all my clothes and make a good choice." Jing Zhan didn't care. With a wave of his hand, he turned out the bottom of the box. He looked for clothes one by one and asked Jing Lang every now and then, how about this? Well, he picked up a lot of problems himself. If not, it would be bad.

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