Han Shaoqi acted coquettishly and said, "Grandpa, nothing really happened." After speaking, he raised his hand to assure himself.
Mr. Han had a lot of experience, how could he not even notice that Han Shaoqi was lying? He darkened his face and said, "Qi'er, do you have to ask grandpa to investigate it himself?"
Seeing Mr. Han's serious expression, Han Shaoqi immediately put away the playful and playful look on his face and looked at Mr. Han, who was hesitant to speak.
A skinny hand patted Han Shaoqi's shoulder, "Is it related to Yaoyao?"
Han Shaoqi nodded, his voice a little harsh, "Huangfu Lin came to see me today."
Mr. Han immediately understood what was going on.
"Does he disagree with you and Yaoyao being together?"
Han Shaoqi nodded and fell into silence, half of his handsome face buried in the shadows.
Seeing Han Shaoqi's silence, Mr. Han's eyes flashed with shrewdness.
Neither of the two people spoke, the air was stagnant, and they could only hear each other's slight breathing.
Half of Han Shaoqi's body was leaning on the sofa. The bright light shone on Han Shaoqi, adding a dazzling light, but the expression on his face was too decadent.
After a long time, I heard Mr. Han sigh heavily, "Qi'er, grandpa asks you again, do you really like Yaoyao?"
Looking up from the darkness, Han Shaoqi's eyes flickered with a faint light, and he shook his head.
Mr. Han is surprised.
But I heard Han Shaoqi's deep voice, "Grandpa, it's not like it, it's love."
It's not like it, it's love. I love her to the core. She has to be her.
His heart suddenly contracted, and Han Shaoqi held his heart, where he missed her all the time.
However, there are too many obstacles between them.
After a long silence, Mr. Han slowly spoke, his old voice full of sadness, "Qi'er, think about what to do?"
After a pause, he continued, "If you choose Yaoyao, the Han family will always be your strong backing."
His eyes instantly moistened, and Han Shaoqi nodded.
Under the light, the crystal clear eyes are sprinkled with starlight, making them dazzling.
"Grandpa, thank you."
"Qi'er, you now have the ability to take responsibility. Think twice before you act." Mr. Han warned.
He helped Mr. Han back to the bedroom and carefully closed the door. However, he saw Father Han sitting on the sofa in the living room outside the door, his eyes falling directly on him.
Han Shaoqi frowned and walked towards Father Han.
Sitting down next to Han's father, Han Shaoqi looked exhausted.
Father Han didn't say anything to Han Shaoqi, he just patted Han Shaoqi on the shoulder and gave silent encouragement.
"Shaoqi, you have to remember that daddy is always behind you."
Just a simple sentence, Han Shaoqi's heart moved slightly.
Opening his eyes, he looked at Father Han, "Where's my mother?"
"I asked her to go upstairs to sleep first. Don't worry, if you make a decision, I will take care of your mother's side." Father Han said with a smile.
The ruthless years left traces on that face.
Lying on the big bed in the room, Han Shaoqi felt indescribably complicated.
Seeing that my parents and grandpa are taking care of me as always, no matter what choice I make, they are always supporting me silently.
Such deep emotions made Han Shaoqi somewhat unbearable.
It's really hard to choose between family affection and love.
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Ever since Song Gang let Luo Qian go in the evening and learned to control herself, Luo Qian's face has become much rosier and she is full of expectations for the upcoming wedding.