Chapter 94

Ding Xuanyao stood there, the fiery sun slanting on her. She felt very solemn. What was dense in her incomparably bright eyes was not tears, but a red fog.

Adults stood away one after another and restored their manners in order to maintain their glorious image in their daughter's heart.

Ding Dazhong closed his eyes. This moment came after all.

"Xuanyao, I..."

Jin Tailong took two steps forward and looked at Ding Xuanyao with almost begging eyes. And Ding Xuanyao's face didn't have any expression that people expected. She walked slowly and said faintly.

"Sir, can you move the car? You're really blocking us home."

Ding Xuanyao's calmness and calmness made Jin Tailong frown deeply. Did things not develop as he expected? At this moment, the wily Jin Tailong was at a loss.

"Xuanyao..."

"Sir doesn't want to go yet. Do you want me to call the police?" Ding Xuanyao directly cut off Jin Tailong's words. No one noticed that her thumb pinched in the center of her palm was deeply pinching the meat in the center of her palm. Only in this way can she keep her face calm.

Jin Tailong was helpless, but she didn't know what to say. She just heard what he said. Why did she still have nothing on her face?

"I'll come again until you go with me."

With the help of big bear, Jin Tailong got into his car and left Ding's house.

In the car, the big bear drove the car and looked at the master in the rearview mirror. "Sir, just now the young lady has heard your conversation and knows her life experience. Why didn't she respond?"

"Yes." Kim Tai Long moved his mouth and muttered in his heart. Just now he found that she had got off the bus. He pretended to be careless and said it out loud, but the child was so calm that he couldn't understand her mind. After learning that her biological father was someone else, why was she not as ecstatic as he thought?

He Jin Tailong can think of, and she Ding Xuanyao has something unexpected.

Ding Xuanyao moved the books in the trunk of the car into her bedroom on the second floor, neatly stacked them on the bookshelf. After finishing these, she opened the yarn curtains and spread a function exercise on the desk. The nib rustled on the paper and fell on the paper. I don't know whether it was sweat or tears on her face.

"Yao Yao." Ding Dazhong stood at the door and finally decided to go in.

Ding Xuanyao heard his father's voice and wiped his face casually. Then he turned back and said to his father, "Hey, Abba, I'm doing my homework."

The daughter's too insipid reaction also made Ding Da's center feel terrible. He would rather let her cry and make noise. Ding Dazhong limped to the desk. The white paper under the nib on the desk was soaked with tears, and even the words written in pencil were blurred. It can be seen how sad his daughter was crying.

"Yao Yao." Ding Dazhong sat on the edge of the bed holding his daughter's hand. Her hand was soft and white, as soft as when she was a child.

Ding Xuanyao doesn't want to wear her head, or maybe she doesn't dare to look at her father. She doesn't hear, see or experience anything she wants. She wants to keep everything out of this. What she wants to do is just an ordinary student, like a naughty child in an ordinary family.

"Yao Yao, about your life experience, as you heard,... I... Am not your own father."

Ding Dazhong's voice could not help choking. Up to now, the secret he vowed never to disclose has arrived and has to tell the truth Phase. Once he deceived and fooled his children, which has become the most painful pain in his heart.

"I met your mother at the seaside of Qicheng. At that time, I failed in my career and wanted to fall into the sea. At that time, I saw your mother. She was walking into the waves step by step, farther and farther, so far that only one wave could swallow her up. When I fished her out of the sea, she was unconscious. Send her away When I went to the hospital, the doctor told me that the adult was in good condition, but the child needed to protect the fetus in bed for one month. At that time, I told my mother, it doesn't matter if you want to die. Did you ask your child if she wants to die? "

"Oh ~ ~ ~" recalling the past, Ding Dazhong smiled bitterly and shook his head. At that time, he was a person who wanted to die. What qualifications did he have to question others.

"Later, your mother and I got married and welcomed your birth. From the first time I saw you, I vowed that I would love you all my life and hold you in the palm of my hand. But I didn't do it. I made you ridiculed by my classmates, let you learn how to race cars and put your life and health in danger. I'm really ashamed of you and yours Mom, I am neither a good father nor a good husband. Up to now, my father has nothing to ask for. I just hope you come back occasionally so that I can see you. "

After all, the other party is a famous family, and he himself is just a poor mechanic. If Yao Yao wants to choose each other, he is really happy for her. In that case, she is a real princess.

"Dad, are you going to drive your daughter away?"

Those eyes full of tears looked at Ding Dazhong, so determined and cold

"Since Abba thinks he is not a good father, in the next few decades, Abba will not neglect his duty. As you said, he should love me all his life and hold me in the palm of his hand all the time, because I am your daughter and the only daughter."

"Yao Yao, I Ding Dazhong, how can I have such a good daughter as you in this life." Ding Dazhong wiped the tears on his face and wiped the tears off his daughter's face with his thumb.

"Abba, please... Don't want me, OK? We don't care what others say and do. We don't separate! Don't give me to strangers!" She is afraid of change.

The sudden revelation of her life experience didn't feel like a collapse for Ding Xuanyao. She thought that it must be God's envy and jealousy that she got too much love that made her life a little incomplete. The stumbling and stumbling in life and the balance between adoptive father and biological father are just their own temporary entanglements. There is no need to be difficult with themselves.

There were no stars in the sky, but there were several dark clouds rolling, and the heat from the roadside came one wave after another. Ding Xuanyao strolled under the night with a small satchel on her back.

After dinner, she insisted on going out for a walk. Ding Dazhong guessed that she had been hit hard today. It must be a person to relax. Fortunately, the public security in their area was very good at night, so he assured her to go out.

Ding Xuanyao wandered along the street. She had a lot of things to think about, but she couldn't catch any of them. The strange encounters that have happened to her in recent months may not be fate playing tricks on people, but the life she must face. She should think about it and take care of it. She can no longer let some people or things around her lead her by the nose.

If her biological father is an ordinary person, then many things are groundless worries, but her biological father, who she has seen, lives in magnificence and has high honor. Why did my mother commit suicide when she was pregnant? Why didn't she go to Mancheng, but went to Qicheng. Abba and my mother always looked at themselves in a daze. Was it because my mother still loved her biological father.

Ding Xuanyao is no longer a girl who doesn't rhyme with the world. She has her own understanding and feelings about love. People in love can't stay together, so there must be some compelling reasons.

If so, how unfair it is to Abba. But what made my mother commit suicide? What makes mom never mention that person for more than ten years?

In this way, my mother seems to regard marrying Abba as a rebirth, and she has turned the past like a page of a book. Since my mother has decided not to see her biological father in this life, she will never return to her biological father.

The decision not to return to her biological father is as firm as a rock, but Ding Xuanyao is still curious about why her mother left her biological father. What happened that year? Rich family resentment? Too * * *? Or something else?

Jin Tailong, a street gangster, has heard his name from those who have been exposed to the underworld in Mancheng. In order to raise his brother and sister, Jin Tailong lived a life of fighting and fighting every day. Later, Jin Xin society was established. With the changes of national policies and Mancheng economy, Jin Tailong no longer fought all day, but started a black-and-white business, At the most glorious time, Jinxin society was the third largest society in Southeast Asia. These were all what she heard from ah g. today, Jinxin society has been renamed Jinxin group, which plays an important role in the whole Southeast Asia. Even Fusen international of Lin Ruicheng is inferior to Jinxin in the eyes of the world.

If Lin Ruicheng knew her life experience, what would he think? Would he still treat her as usual?

Hoo ~ ~ ~ thinking of Lin Ruicheng, Ding Xuanyao severely knocked on her head. She has warned herself not to be too affectionate towards him for countless times, but she just can't do it. This kind of vague feeling is really going to torture her crazy.

"Alas ~ ~"

The sudden heavy rain made Ding Xuanyao run a few steps forward and take shelter from the rain at the door of a shop with a sign of "jingyuexuan". Ding Xuanyao looked at the shop. The name was very interesting. She pushed open the glass lattice door and wanted to go in and see what was inside.

The door was pushed open, and the wind chime hanging on the door sounded crisp. Ding Xuanyao looked at the talking door and slowly walked in. There were light blue halos and dots around. It was like being in the universe. The pleasant music made people seem to be in the forest in the morning, with dew, morning light and faint fragrance.

Ding Xuanyao chose a place with a light to sit. She looked around. There were lovers chatting beside the glittering red candles Grind, there are girlfriends bestie around the candle, and others stare at the wine in their hands, and drink in a daze. Such a calm and leisurely atmosphere makes Ding Xuanyao relaxed.

"What would beauty like to drink?" Ding Xuanyao sat at the bar. The waiter who was wiping the cup put down his work and asked softly.

Ding Xuanyao looked at the waiter with his chin in his hand. He was not a handsome young man, but left a little A mature man with a beard, black framed glasses with frames and no mirrors, neat and stylish broken hair and loose hair at will. He looks very manly.

"Tea, blueberry tea, * * * ueberrytea." Ding Xuanyao pointed to the wine list on the bar and said.

The waiter looked at Ding Xuanyao, then a shallow smile, "OK."