Yancheng, Lin Yao's hometown.

In the spacious living room, a serious man in his fifties was sitting on the sofa.

Unlike ge you, who is relaxed when many people return home, or simply lie on the sofa, this man, even if he is alone at home, still sits straight with no bending of his back, just like an old pedant, sitting like a clock.

His appearance is handsome. Even when he is old, he can still see the ultra-high appearance of his youth, but his expression is too serious, which makes people feel awed and dare not approach at the first sight.

The man just angrily hung up his daughter's phone. His chest was slightly undulating. He thought, grabbed the landline next to the sofa and pulled it out for his ex-wife.

"Hello?"

The pleasant magnetic voice came from the other end of the phone, but the volume was deliberately lowered, as if it was afraid of disturbing the family.

"Hai Yao, why didn't you stop Lin Yao from falling in love?"

The man asked directly regardless of each other's concerns.

"Lin duanzheng, I only knew Lin Yao was in love two days ago. I asked her to tell you, but she didn't want to, and I couldn't help it."

Rustling footsteps came from the opposite side. It sounded that the other party should have walked out of the bedroom and came to a place where it was more convenient to speak. Her voice was much louder, with grievance and helplessness in her tone.

"Oh, Haiyao, my daughter grew up with me. She can't tell you such a big thing and hide it from me."

Lin Duan sneered and said:

"Did you encourage your daughter to fall in love? What surname is Fang that you introduced to her? "

"Lao Lin, what do you mean? Why should I introduce Yao Yao to her boyfriend? "

Haiyao asked back with some dissatisfaction.

"Hai Yao, you want your daughter to be like you, so that it won't appear that you did wrong, right?"

Lin duanzheng's anger suddenly came up and directly scolded:

"My daughter is by no means a woman like you who is unwilling to be lonely. She is from my Lin family. She must not disgrace the Lin family. Haiyao, you are not allowed to contact Lin Yao again!"

"Lin duanzheng!"

Haiyao on the other end of the phone became angry and shouted:

"You are always so self righteous! Do you know why Lin Yao doesn't want to go home all the time, because she doesn't want to be your string puppet like when she was a child! "

"Hai Yao, don't compare my daughter with you. Her character is ten times better than you!"

This is the first contact between Lin Yao's parents in recent years. Two people in their fifties still quarreled with each other in two or three sentences as before. If Lin Yao saw it, he would be familiar with and helpless about this scene.

After more than ten minutes of fighting, the War reached a climax.

"In short, I don't allow you to teach Lin Yao again!"

Lin duanzheng clapped his hands on the table with both voice and color.

"You want to teach your daughter. Does she care about you?"

Without fear, Haiyao sneered and replied in a strange way.

"You..." Lin duanzheng was about to continue to make a big move when a clear voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Mom, are you arguing with anyone?"

Haiyao immediately stopped fighting with Lin duanzheng, and her voice became gentle and kind:

"Yes, yes, why don't you sleep? You have to go to school tomorrow."

"Mom, I just fell asleep. You woke me up."

The girl's voice is sweet and coquettish:

"I want you to sleep with me."

"Well, you go to bed first. Mom will come later."

Haiyao managed to coax her daughter away. Then she turned to Lin duanzheng at the other end of the phone and said:

"Lao Lin, I don't want to quarrel with you anymore. I have to send you to school tomorrow morning. I advise you not to intervene forcibly. My daughter has grown up."

Lin duanzheng snorted coldly, "I'm different from you. I won't forget my own daughter when I have a stepdaughter. I'll go to Kyoto next week to bring Lin Yao back."

"Lao Lin, you..."

Haiyao is about to persuade Lin duanzheng to hang up the phone.

She was silent for a moment, and finally she could only sigh helplessly.

"After all these years, this man hasn't changed..."

She thought for a moment, found Lin Yao's phone, was about to call, and again came her little daughter's voice behind her:

"Mom, you want to find your sister, don't you want me?"

Haiyao turned around and saw a little worry and haze on her little daughter's youthful face. She immediately took her stepdaughter's hand and said softly:

"Yes, yes, you are my mother's daughter. My mother will accompany you all her life, but..."

She observed the expression of her young rebellious daughter and whispered:

"My sister is also my mother's daughter. My mother wants my two daughters to be happy."

"Whining, did mom just want to call her sister, want to find her sister, and don't want me?"

The girl named "Dui Dui" is holding Haiyao's arm with tears in her eyes.

"Mom didn't. mom wasn't going anywhere."

Haiyao was completely soft hearted and hugged her little daughter.

"Really? Mom didn't lie to me? "

Yes, her eyes are wide and round, and there are tears on her face.

"Mom promised never to leave you. Let's go. Let's go to bed."

"Well, good!"

The little girl burst into tears and smiled. She got into her stepmother's arms. The mother and daughter walked to the bedroom together.

Under the slightly dim corridor light, the girl who threw herself into Haiyao's arms aroused a cunning radian in the corners of her mouth, and her face showed a successful sneer.

"Sorry, I've never met my sister. This is my mother. You can't take it in your life."

......

At the same time, at Lin duanzheng's home, after he hung up his ex-wife, he immediately called a student in Kyoto.

"Hello, teacher."

A respectful voice came from the opposite side. Although Lin duanzheng was in a mess in his marriage and parent-child relationship, he was indeed an expert in academia and was respected by the students.

"He Mian, you help me book a ticket to Kyoto next week. I'll give you the money when I get to Kyoto."

Lin duanzheng said to his students that he is a very old-fashioned person and doesn't even want to use wechat, let alone booking tickets online.

"Teacher, are you coming to Kyoto?! I'll treat you well then. What week are you going to arrive? "

The man named he Mian was quite surprised and asked quickly.

"Thursday, please, thank you."

Lin duanzheng thought for a moment and said to he Mian.

"Teacher, don't say that. I'll book the ticket right away!"

"Yes."

After the call with the students, the night was deep, and Lin Duan was slightly tired on his face, but he still sat straight and didn't even change his posture.

He looked up at the ceiling. After a moment of silence, he said to himself in a determined voice:

"This time, we must bring this unworthy woman back."