It can be seen that Feng Huai loves his daughter very much.
Feng Qian lowered his head slightly.
He blinked his beautiful eyes.
Unfortunately, the original owner is gone.
Feng Huai could see that Feng Qian suddenly became depressed. He raised his slightly rough hand and gently placed it on the top of the girl's hair, and touched it gently.
"In a blink of an eye, our little princess has grown so big."
Feng Qian slightly curved her beautiful eyes and said in a sweet voice, "Dad, I miss you very much."
Feng Huai burst into tears: "Qianqian, Dad misses you too."
However, Dad wants you to live a healthy and carefree life.
Feng Qian stretched out her fair and tender hand, gently wiped the tears from the corner of Feng Huai's eyes, and looked at each other seriously.
"Dad, don't cry, Qian Qian is very distressed."
Feng Huai smiled, raised his hand and rubbed Feng Qian's head.
"In a blink of an eye, Qianqian is about to become an adult. The day after tomorrow is the coming-of-age ceremony for Qianqian. Dad made a custom dress for you. I don't know if you like it or not."
Feng Qian smiled sweetly.
She said obediently: "Dad gave it, and Qianqian also likes it."
The girl is so well-behaved and sensible, Feng Huai couldn't help but be moved to tears.
He wiped away tears.
The head of the Feng family, who has always been resolute and resolute, is just a father at this moment, with flesh and blood, and tears.
The original owner's mother died early, the original owner lost her mother since she was a child, and was sent abroad to recuperate.
Feng Huai, the head of the Feng family, couldn't get out of his body, and couldn't accompany his daughter.
Over the years, the original owner had few relatives and lived alone abroad.
Every time he thinks of this, Feng Huai feels guilty and feels sorry for the original owner.
Feng Huai smiled: "Does Qianqian have any classmates you want to invite? Dad has a few invitations here, and Qianqian can give them to classmates."
Feng Huai wanted to formally introduce Feng Qian to everyone at Feng Qian's coming-of-age ceremony.
At the same time, it was announced that Feng Qian would inherit the position of the head of the Feng family.
The other three major families and some famous families are definitely on the list.
Of course, as the protagonist of this banquet, Feng Qian naturally also has the right to invite close friends.
Feng Huai took out a few gold-colored invitations from the small box beside the bed and stuffed them into Feng Qian's hands.
Feng Qian lowered her eyes and looked at the invitation card in her hand.
The girl tilted her head.
Um.
There are students who want to invite.
Would like to please fragment.
I just want him to be alone.
Feng Huai was in a daze when he saw Feng Qian.
He came here alone, and naturally he could see Feng Qian's thoughts.
The little girl probably has someone she likes.
Feng Huai smiled.
No matter who the baby daughter likes, he will not object, as long as that person is sincere to his daughter.
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Feng Qian handed the invitation to Ji Mian the next day.
Ji Mian's parents are divorced, even if Feng Huai invites Ji Mian's parents, Ji's father and Ji's mother will not bring Ji Mian.
The girl stared at Ji Mian.
"My coming-of-age ceremony, will you come?"
The slender boy lowered his eyelashes and looked down at the invitation card handed by the girl.
Is the girl coming of age...
The boy suddenly reddened his earlobes.
When you're an adult, you can be together...
Feng Qian waved his hand in front of Ji Mian.
"What are you dazed for?"
Ji Mian came back to his senses.
"I'll be there."
The girl rolled her eyes in satisfaction and held the boy's hand naturally.
Ji Mian also found out.
The girl was happy and liked to hold his hand.
The girl was angry and liked to hold his hand too.
As for himself, he likes it.
The system reminded at the right time, "Host, don't forget the side quests, otherwise the host won't live long in this plane."
The girl paused and blinked.
Almost forgot the scumbag.
Feng Qian stared at Ji Mian seriously for a while.
It seems that I don't want to leave the debris too early...