Chapter 73

When I began to gasp, his action suddenly stopped, and I looked at him suspiciously.

"You are very tired today. Have a rest."

He got up, pulled open the quilt on the bed, covered me, bent down, and gave me a kiss on the forehead, "have a good sleep."

I lay in bed and nodded. Sure enough, after today's day, I was a little sleepy and soon fell asleep.

……

Yesterday I let off steam for a while, but my heart was quite calm, so I seldom had a good sleep. I didn't get up until noon the next day. However, to my surprise, Ling Mo fan was still asleep. He should have been out of sight at this time.

I think he is still asleep, quietly lifted the quilt, just stretched out his leg, and was easily fished back by his hand.

He pulled me to his arms and a deep voice came from his head.

"Where to?"

I looked up and he pushed me back.

"It's already noon!" I hit him on the chest.

Ling Mo fan still did not let go of me, just freeing his hand to turn over the mobile phone. Open it. It's half past eleven.

Ling Mofan finally let go. I got up, sat on the bed and looked at him.

He is half squinting now, sleepy, sunlight through the window, inadvertently shot at his face. In the sun, there was white jade light, some messy hair, and a dark pajama. This feeling was completely different from his usual cold feeling.

"How long do you want to see it?"

Ling Mo fan's voice suddenly let me come back to God, found that he was staring at me, my face instantly red, this kind of thing, unexpectedly let him find.

Ling Mo fan sat up, pinched my chin, wanted to lift my face up, I clapped his hand open.

"Why."

He said with a low smile, "it's rare for you to blush. I want to observe it carefully."

"No way!" I know my face must have been burned out of shape by now.

I got up and just wanted to get out of this place.

Ling Mo fan took a long arm and hugged me from behind. Warm breathing on my neck, a little itchy.

"I can't go to the bookstore with you today."

I am a Leng, "it doesn't matter, I can be a person."

"Call me if you have any problem, don't hold it! Do you hear me Ling Mo Fan said to me in an almost imperative tone.

I nodded and he gave me a kiss on the forehead.

Ling Mo fan went out after washing and gargling without even eating. Maybe he had something urgent to deal with.

I didn't have much appetite, so I took a few mouthfuls and drove to my father's bookstore.

It's still noon. There's almost no car on the way. I didn't drive very fast, but I feel like I'm just at the door of the bookstore in the blink of an eye. I can see my father busy inside.

Some heavy steps into my father's bookstore, at noon, there was no one in the bookstore, my father was still busy in the shop, did not notice me, saw his thin many back, my nose a sour.

"Dad." I called, his hand movement suddenly stopped, see me come, immediately put down the work.

"Coming." He put his hand on his clothes and wiped it. The joy on his face was obvious.

"Well." I should be a, take the initiative to pull up his hand, very broad, thick, but full of cocoons, it seems a little rough.

He was stunned and let me pull him aside to sit down.

"No work today?" He asked, smiling, with wrinkles in the corners of his eyes.

"Yes, come and see you." I replied, turning around and glancing at the bookstore he had kept in order, I asked, "are you tired of being here every day?"

"What's tiring about it? It's much easier than other jobs. How many people can't envy it." Dad, with a smile, can see that he is very satisfied with his present work.

"That's good. Go and have a good rest when you're tired." I looked at him and said.

"You know, I can't stay idle, or I wouldn't be here. And you see, I'm taking good care of you here. " Dad looked around and looked at his bookstore carefully, with a trace of pride in his eyes.

"OK, but pay more attention to your health. Don't be too tired. " I told him.

"Well, well, your father is in good health." Dad patted his chest and said happily, I'm happy for him, too. But thinking about the next thing I'm going to talk about, my heart becomes heavy again.

After a long time, the two of us suddenly fell into silence, but there was no sense of embarrassment.

Just sitting quietly in the bookstore, the sun shining in, there is a warm feeling. I thought it would be nice to keep doing this.

"Jinyun, what's the matter with you coming today?" Before I was ready to speak, Dad suddenly asked.Sure enough, it's time for me to come. In that period of time, I've tried to retreat several times. Even if it's something that has been decided for a long time, I still can't say it. But he was still keen to detect something wrong with me.

Maybe he has seen it for a long time. After living together for so many years since I just entered the door, how could he not see my absent mindedness.

"I'm here today. I really have something to tell you." I took a deep breath and decided to tell the truth. He has the right to know.

"What?" Dad is still smiling.

I turned my head and did not dare to look at him. I knew that looking at his face would dissipate my courage.

"I found my own father. His name is Yu Qingguo..."

At the end of the day, my voice is getting smaller and smaller. I even hope he doesn't hear me. In this way, I have a chance to find something else to deal with.

After a long silence, I thought he really didn't hear. Look up at him. He had an unexpected look on his face. Then I managed to squeeze out a smile, and I could see the loss on his face.

Sure enough, I heard it.

"Isn't that a good thing? You finally found him, isn't it Yu Qingguo, the famous entrepreneur who often appears on TV? " He looks very generous, but the bitterness of his eyes still can't hide.

"Well, he is, Dad, I don't know what I should do now..." Looking at his forced smile, I felt a pain in my heart.

"Does he know?" Dad asked suddenly. He, of course, I know who he's talking about.

"Should I don't know. This matter is Ling Mo fan to find out, should in addition to his people, no one knows

Even the person who abandoned me should not know, even forget that he has a daughter in the world.

Dad sighed a little, and after a long time, he finally made a decision.

"Now that you have found your own father, go and meet him."

Sure enough, this result is completely out of my expectation. With my father's simple character, I knew he would suggest this to me.

"No, I don't want to." I refused without hesitation.

"I was raised by you. I have only one father in my whole life, which is called Ye Jialiang. Besides, my last name is ye, and I will always be ye. " This sentence is said by looking into dad's eyes. It can be regarded as an account for him.

Because this is an unfair thing for my father, I always don't think that an irresponsible biological father is more important than the adoptive father who has raised me for so many years and put everything into it. I never wanted to get him back.

Dad didn't speak, just looked at me, but I could clearly feel that he was a little relieved.

"Actually I was very nervous just now. I really had a little selfish heart. Even though I always knew that this day would come, I was very happy to hear what you said just now. " He said, eyes a little moist, voice can not restrain the excitement.

"Don't worry, Dad. I know what's right." I took his hand.

"When you grow up, it's your choice." He also put the broad palm over my palm, slightly trembling, but very warm.

……

What I don't know is that at home, Yu Qingguo is sitting on the soft sofa, pouring a small glass of wine, and taking a sip from time to time, with a leisurely look.

"Mr. Yu?" There was a knock on the door and a cry outside.

"Come in." Yu Qingguo answered.

The door was gently pushed open, and a man in a suit came up to him with a small stack of information.

"Mr. Yu, these are the materials you want me to find." The man bent down and put all the information on the table in front of him.

"Is it all hers?" Yu Qingguo leaned on the sofa, shaking the wine in the glass, and asked without raising his head.

"Yes, Mr. Yu." The man nodded.

"Well, well done, go down."

Yu Qingguo waved to him to go down.

Get his instructions, the man quietly back out.

Glancing at the documents on the table, Yu Qingguo puts down his wine glass, picks up a page of information and turns it over at will.

"Oh, don't you dare to show your teeth in front of me with the support of Ling Mo fan?" Yu Qingguo said with a contemptuous smile while turning over the materials.

However, when he fiddled with it, a picture floated out slowly and fell to the ground.

Yu Qingguo's action, picked up the photo on the ground, it is a woman's identity photo.

"What's this?" Yu Qingguo's incredible murmur, the original extremely contemptuous expression gradually became shocked.

The page he turned to was a picture of Ye Jinyun. Naturally, all the information he asked people to prepare was Ye Jinyun's information.

Because he wanted to teach Ye Jinyun a lesson, he asked people to collect information around to find out her identity. Now, however, Yu Qingguo feels very familiar with Ye Jinyun.He seems to have found something extraordinary. Because the face as like as two peas off him years ago. Yu Qingguo had a bad feeling in his mind.

"How could it be such a coincidence..." Yu Qingguo shook his head and immediately denied the idea. But the hand is not controlled to carefully look at the rest of the information.

He clearly remembered that he had left the child behind, and the rest of the information only made him more sure of his own conjecture.

Ye Jinyun, in nine cases out of ten, is the child he left behind.

"It's really Fate. Ye Jinyun... "

Yu Qingguo tightly grasped the information in his hand, kneaded it into a ball and threw it on the table.

He rubbed his eyebrows. Who knows that the child he left behind with painstaking efforts appears again, and is still Ling Mo fan's wife.

Yu Qingguo stares at the face in the photo. His familiar face annoys him.

Yu Qingguo sat there thinking for a long time, suddenly thought, if ye Jinyun is really his child, wouldn't it be better to deal with it?

Yu Qingguo had a plan in his heart. He gave a cold hum and a gloomy smile.