"I have been waiting for five years. I made a wish every birthday, but it never came true. So, when one day, when I met you again, I was both scared and excited. What was scary was that I thought it was you six years ago.
He deliberately sent someone to kidnap me and wanted to kill me. He was so excited because
Although we can’t recognize each other, it’s good for Xiaoxi to get along with his father in another way. At least I can stand in a far corner and watch you. Fortunately, even if you don’t know Xiaoxi
It's your child, and you still like her and are willing to take her to play..."
"Ling Tongyu, your thoughts are no longer secret wishes that can only be made on birthdays. I'm here, aren't I?" Han Jifeng's eyes became more eager because of what she said.
"But..." Ling Tongyu shed tears and shook her head sadly, "I hope that I can become a good enough mother. I hope that the fate of Xiaoxi and I will no longer be determined by others. Even if the whole world abandons us,
I don’t have to be afraid that I can’t protect Xiaoxi. So, I want to finish my studies in New York, and I want to become a better and stronger mother for Xiaoxi..."
"..." After hearing Ling Tongyu's words, Han Jifeng was deeply shocked, and his heart ached.
It turns out that she looks optimistic and strong, but in fact, she is so afraid of being abandoned.
"My biological parents abandoned me. I feel so helpless after being abandoned. I don't want Xiaoxi to be like me... So, Han Jifeng, please give me some time, and I will complete my repair as quickly as possible."
credits, at that time, I will go back.”
Looking at the woman talking about her dreams and thoughts in front of her, Han Jifeng suddenly realized that Ling Tongyu was like a treasure. The further you go, the more surprises and possibilities you will find.
"Okay, I promise you." Han Jifeng nodded, "But now, I want to meet my daughter."
*
Xiaoxi sat on the sofa, her eyes wide open——
Her eyes looked back and forth at the two people squatting in front of her, Han Jifeng and Ling Tongyu.
Han Jifeng felt very nervous when he saw his daughter like this. He didn't know whether this girl would accept her or whether she could understand the meaning of "Actually, I am your biological father".
He had never been so nervous in his life. He swallowed and tentatively and nervously shouted——
"Xiaoxi? Xiaoxi?"
But Xiaoxi still stared like this without any reaction.
Ling Tongyu was also very nervous at the side. Her palms were hot and her back was sweating. She asked herself that she knew her daughter very well, but she had no way of predicting whether Xiaoxi would understand, "Uncle is actually your biological father, that is...
...the person who gave birth to you with your mother." What does this sentence mean? Although, her daughter's precocious maturity makes her ashamed.
"Bah!" Xiaoxi jumped down from the sofa.
"..." Han Jifeng and Ling Tongyu looked at each other and stood up immediately. The expressions of the two adults at this moment were like prisoners waiting to be sentenced.
Xiaoxi's eyes looked back and forth between the two people again.
The two of them were sweating nervously again, and Han Jifeng hit his forehead frequently.
"Ling Tongyu, come here, I want to talk to you." Xiaoxi left Han Jifeng behind, like a little adult, with her hands behind her back, twisting her butt and walking towards her room.
And Ling Tongyu followed him with his head lowered like a child who had done something wrong.
"Bang!" The door was closed, and Han Jifeng was left alone in the living room.
Oops, his daughter's reaction was so unlike that of an ordinary child. He was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat and touched his forehead, his hands were wet!
What are the girls talking about inside?
Han Jifeng's curiosity aroused. He tiptoed to the door of the room and put his head on the door, wanting to hear what was said inside.
However, the sound insulation effect of this door was so good that he couldn't hear anything.
I picked my ears and moved my head closer, but still couldn't hear——
"Squeak..." But at this moment, the door suddenly opened. He didn't pay attention. He didn't have time to stand up. Under the influence of inertia, he stumbled into the room and sat down on the ground with a snap.
He looked extremely embarrassed.
When he raised his head, he saw the mother and daughter staring at him with the same expression.
He got up angrily and smiled stupidly.
"You eavesdropped on our conversation!" Xiaoxi stared at him with big eyes, puffed out her cheeks, and looked at him very dissatisfied.
"No!" Han Jifeng immediately stood up straight, "I promise I didn't hear a word of what you said, Xiaoxi, don't be angry!"
"Humph!" Xiaoxi pursed her lips and looked at him.
"What's wrong with her?" Han Jifeng touched Ling Tongyu with his elbow and asked in a low voice.
"..." Ling Tongyu shook his head and made a gesture to express that he could not say anything.
"Han Jifeng, come in with me!" Xiaoxi ordered again, turned around and walked back to the room.
Han Jifeng immediately followed, not daring to neglect for a second.
"Ling Tongyu, please close the door." The little guy ordered again.
"I'm telling you to close the door!" Han Jifeng became the little guy's deputy, imitating her stern expression and shouted to Ling Tongyu.
"yes!"
Ling Tongyu immediately closed the door.
In Xiaoxi's room.
The little guy kept staring at Han Jifeng, while Han Jifeng stood in front of his daughter like a child who had done something wrong.
"..." Suddenly, the expression on Xiaoxi's face changed, and she started sobbing. The crystal tears rolled down her cheeks one by one like pearls on the seabed.
"Xiaoxi..." Han Jifeng suddenly panicked. He squatted in front of her, at a loss. He wanted to hug her, but he didn't dare to move. At this moment, Xiaoxi, who was crying like this, was like a glass doll.
Be careful and it will break if you touch it.
Seeing her cry, Han Jifeng's heart ached.
He knelt on one knee in front of his daughter, raised his hand tremblingly, and wiped away the tears on her cheeks. She looked at him with misty tearful eyes——
That way, like a little angel who accidentally fell into the mortal world, it is pitiful and heart-wrenching.
"Baby, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."
"..." Xiaoxi suddenly hugged his neck, buried her face in his shoulder, hugged him tightly with her hands, and her cold tears fell on his neck.
She didn't speak, didn't call her daddy, she just kept crying silently.
Han Jifeng's heart was so painful that it was almost knotted.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, baby, I'm sorry..." He stroked her hair and kept saying sorry.
*
In the wine cellar of the castle, Han Wenxin was inspecting the recently brewed wine. The grapes used in every jar of wine here were planted by herself, picked, cleaned, dried, and then put into the jars.
"I'm sorry, aunt."
Ling Tongyu stood in front of Han Wenxin and bowed deeply, "I still can't keep my agreement with you. I made Xiaoxi and her father know each other. I can't refuse my daughter's father's love.
desire, and I have no power to stop Han Jifeng’s decision to recognize Xiaoxi.”
Han Wenxin did not comment on what she said and took off the mask on her face. Ling Tongyu stepped forward to take the mask for her and put it on the tray aside, but she felt uneasy in her heart.
Han Wenxin was as deep as a deep pool. She always felt that she was good to her, but she also felt that she had ulterior motives. However, no matter what, she always had a feeling of respect for her.
"Xiaoyu, do you know what is the most important thing in making wine?" Han Wenxin took out a bottle of wine, poured two glasses, handed one to Ling Tongyu, and asked.
"The most important thing about making wine? I don't understand wine, aunt." Ling Tongyu shook his head blankly.
"The most important thing is to have good grapes. If there are no good grapes, no matter how good the environment is, no matter how good the brewing technology is, you can't make a good wine." Han Wenxin picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said
.
"..." Ling Tongyu nodded, "So, the reason why the wine made by my aunt is so delicious is because my aunt has carefully selected every grape used in the wine."
"No." Han Wenxin smiled and shook her head, "You are only half right. I don't carefully select every grape. I know the characteristics and personality of each grape very clearly."
"Why would my aunt tell me this?"
"Ron." Han Wenxin shouted, her assistant Ron came in with a briefcase, and she nodded to him.
Ling Tongyu looked at them with some confusion.
Ron took out some materials and put them in front of Ling Tongyu. Ling Tongyu took a look and saw that these were all her homework from the New York Fashion Institute of Design, as well as the teachers' evaluations of her, and her usual
Some very random graffiti are all here.
"This is..." Ling Tongyu became even more puzzled.
"Ms. Han looks at these things of yours every day and takes notes every day. From the day you entered the New York Fashion Institute of Design, she has been following and observing you." Ron said from the side.
"Aunt..." Ling Tongyu looked at Han Wenxin, she didn't understand her even more.
"Xiao Yu, based on my observations in the past four months, I found that you are a very good grape seedling. God has given you wealth that ordinary people cannot have. What you have to do is to work hard to grow and strive to become a fruitful person.
Produce the best grapes. Since you and Ji Feng have reached a consensus, I will help you, but in the end it depends on you whether you can make a good wine."
Han Wenxin patted Ling Tongyu on the shoulder, took off her gloves and walked out of the wine cellar.
Ling Tongyu stood there, stunned, and a deep feeling that he had never felt before spread in his heart.
Aunt Han Wenxin turned out to be making plans for her. In fact, without her aunt, she still wouldn't have realized that she had to become good enough to protect Xiaoxi from the wind and rain, so that she wouldn't be afraid of being hurt by others.