Huadu time, 9:30 p.m.
Yan Xiaoshu's mother and daughter's plane had already taken off and went straight to the capital of the country. Sitting in the car, they were returning at high speed along the airport. Tang wanwan, however, frowned tightly. For a long time, there was no sign of stretching.
In Lincoln's carriage, Yan Shirong sits opposite Tang wanwan, his eyes always on a document spread out on his knee.
Too long no rest, his eyes have been astringent, eyes swept the last line of the document since, there is a moment of blurred vision.
He was too tired, not only in his eyes, but also in his head.
He took a deep breath, put down the document, took off his presbyopic glasses with one hand, and massaged his temples.
The pain caused by the oppression, on the contrary, let him eliminate a lot of fatigue.
He let out his breath before he put his hand down.
But at this time, he heard another barely audible laughter sigh in the car.
Lift eyes, see is leaning on the seat, eyes cast to the window outside Tang wanwan.
His wife accompanied his daughter to the capital. To be honest, it was like a stone fell from his heart.
As a father, he also loves his daughter. But many times, he and his wife have very different ideas.
A girl's youth is important, but who is Yan Shirong?
Will Yan Shirong's daughter worry about getting married?
Anyway, as a father, he doesn't worry at all. Even, if it wasn't for the sake of his daughter, she would never marry and stay with them forever.
As for Ming Kun, he sent people to the capital to find out the boy's situation inside and outside.
He is a talented person. He is also satisfied with his temper and personality. Yan Shirong's daughter is really insightful. He is relieved to give her to this boy.
Over the years, they have surrounded their daughter around them, but he can feel that his daughter is at home, but his heart has always been attached to the boy.
Now, it's not easy for things to take a turn. The boy is not dead, and his daughter's heart wants to live.
But who can think, good time is not long, this Mingkun and coma in the past!
There is his blood in his daughter's body. How can he not understand his daughter? He knows that Yan Xiaoshu inherits his own nature from the bottom of his heart. If she decides something, no one can obstruct it. Even for her wife, his father and the Yan family, she will never let go of her superficial compromise.
A few months ago, she fled from the Tang family and went to Guodu alone. Isn't that a good example?
For three years, she didn't show any sign of remembering Mingkun. When everyone thought that she had come out of the past, she suddenly left so decisively.
Yan Shirong knows that if they force Yan Xiaoshu to stay at home this time, she will certainly look for opportunities to leave again.
As a father, he is more worried about the safety of his daughter than about any delay in his youth.
He must not take any more risks and let his daughter go to the capital alone as he did last time.
It was after listening to his persuasion that Mrs. Yan made her decision, but
Looking up at Tang wanwan, Yan Shirong's heart was filled with deep guilt.