Qin Yaying hesitated after hearing Fu Zijun's words. She had considered her decision for many days, but she understood that no matter what it was, she had to pay.
She also wants her daughter to be well.
In the hotel's luxurious presidential suite, a tall figure stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, with a touch of gloom in his eyes.
"Brother Leng, actually, you are not required to come to discuss the cooperation case this time." Ling Yijie was actually afraid that Leng Muchen would want to visit City A after he came back.
"It's just that I haven't been back for so long, and I want to come back and have a look." Leng Muchen was still looking out the window. In fact, he was still thinking about the familiar figure he saw on the street last time. He went out to look for it.
He went to those streets to look and wait, but there was nothing.
After so many years, he has never found Qin Yaying, and he has never given up. As long as there is a little chance, he will always seize it.
Therefore, even if all he saw that day was a figure like Qin Yaying's back, he did not give up. The contract had been negotiated and he should have gone back long ago, but he refused to go back.
"Brother Leng, I checked. There is no one named Fu Zijun here, and there is no one named Qin Yaying. Maybe you saw it wrong that day." Ling Yijie is afraid that Leng Muchen has not found Qin Yaying after so many years.
, always holding on to hope.
"I don't hope I'm wrong." Leng Muchen looked out the window. He never gave up looking for her.
Now, whenever he thinks of her, his heart will ache. He knows that this has nothing to do with the gunshot wound, but the pain of missing her.
"Brother Leng." Ling Yijie was still worried.
"I'm fine. If you have something to do in the United States, go back and deal with it first. I'll go back after a while." If Qin Yaying is really here, then there will always be traces of her.
Ling Yijie knew Leng Muchen's persistence, so he didn't say anything else. Even if he said something, Leng Muchen would not change his mind.
Qin Yaying took her daughter's hand and walked into a kindergarten, "Nian Nian, are you here alone?"
She has been with her daughter for a week. She thinks that her daughter should be able to face it on her own. One day, she will let go and let her daughter learn to be independent. Maybe, one day, her daughter will be like a normal child.
, you can chat and laugh with her.
Niannian hesitated for a long time. In fact, she was afraid that she would not be able to communicate with them, the teacher, or the children. With Qin Yaying here, she would feel more at ease.
However, Niannian saw the expectation in Qin Yaying's eyes, and she asked, indicating that she wanted to let her stay alone. Even though she was very unwilling, Niannian still nodded and agreed.
Qin Yaying stood at the door and left after seeing her daughter follow the teacher into the classroom.
She didn't know if she was doing it right or not? But she had to do it.
Qin Yaying left. Instead of returning to her apartment, she went to find a job and went to a job fair. She had not worked for so many years, but she still did not forget her design dream. She wanted to find a design job, but it was difficult.
She spent the entire morning wandering through job fairs. No matter what job she looked for, she was declined. The reason was not because of anything else. She was wearing a brand worth tens of thousands, but she was looking for a clerical job worth one or two thousand, and the HR manager didn't dare to do so.
Qin Yaying walked alone on the street. When she was alone, the place she didn't like to stay the most was the villa. She always felt that it was like a cage, imprisoning her, but she had nowhere to go. Now, she just
She wants to find a job and support herself.
Fu Zijun was sitting in the office. Currently, because Nian Nian wanted to go to school, he allowed her to enter and leave the villa freely.
But he was still worried, so he sent someone to follow her. He didn't hope that one day, she would leave quietly.
Suddenly the cell phone on his desk rang. He looked at the number and picked up immediately, "What's wrong? Has something happened to Yingying?"
"Mr. Fu, Miss Qin went to the job fair and seems to be looking for a job." The man on the other end of the phone was sent by Fu Zijun to monitor Qin Yaying.
"I understand." Fu Zijun hung up the phone. She went to find a job without telling him. Maybe sending Nian Nian to school was just an excuse for her to be independent.
After all, she still wanted to escape from him.
Qin Yaying didn't eat lunch and was about to take the car back to the villa when she suddenly received a call, "What? Niannian is missing? Okay, I'll be there right away."
As soon as she received the call saying that Niannian was missing, Qin Yaying immediately stopped a taxi and walked back to school.
Niannian was walking alone on the road. She didn't like staying alone in school. She reluctantly agreed because she was afraid that Qin Yaying would be disappointed.
At noon, several children bullied her for not being able to speak, and deliberately poured her rice. They also said that she poured it on purpose. Although she did not have a father and she could not speak, she could not let them bully her, so she
He also poured their food away.
Several of them pushed her down together, but she couldn't cry or shout, and she didn't want her mother to worry, so she ran away.
Niannian sat by the flower bed and stretched out her hand to look at the scratch on her palm. It hurt. Her mother would be very sad if she knew she was injured.
But now, besides hiding here, she has no place to go.
Leng Muchen was walking on the road. He went out for a walk and found nothing. He almost thought he was delusional.
This time, is he going to give up again and return to the United States disappointed?
He doesn't know when he will come back next time? He thinks she should be in China, but he doesn't know where she was taken by Fu Zijun?
There was a little light pink person sitting on the edge of the flower bed in front of him. He walked over and the little daughter raised her teary eyes and looked at the tall man in front of her.
When Leng Muchen saw her, he was stunned for a moment, and a familiar feeling spread into his heart.
He squatted down in front of her, took out a tissue and wiped the tears on her face, "Why are you sitting here crying alone? Where are your parents?"
Nian Nian stared blankly at Leng Muchen in front of her, her pink lips opening and closing, but still unable to say a word.
When Leng Muchen saw that she was silent, he thought she was a little girl and was afraid of a grown man like him, but he didn't seem to look like a bad person.
This was the first time that he felt that he was not a bad person, but before, he had done all kinds of bad things.
Niannian shook her head and reached out to hold his hand. In fact, she was not afraid of him.
Leng Muchen glanced at the name tag on her chest and thought for a moment.
Is it true that he is destined to have the same surname as her?
"It's not safe for you to be alone here. Where is your home? Tell me and I'll take you back, okay?" Leng Muchen looked at the little girl in front of him. If he hadn't made the wrong decision at that time, he would have made the decision long ago.
Became a father.
Nian Nian's little hand still held his finger tightly, "Dad, Daddy."
Leng Muchen was startled. This little girl actually called him daddy. Maybe she wanted to find her daddy?
This is what he was thinking in his heart, "Then I will take you to find daddy."
Niannian opened her arms, wanting Leng Muchen to hug her.
Did she see it right that day? He looked very much like the photo her mother showed her. She had to call her dad countless times in her heart every day.
Leng Muchen hugged her, "Niannian, tell me, where are you going?"
However, Nian Nian hugged his neck and pressed her face against his shoulder, hugging him tightly, as if her father would disappear as soon as she let go.
Mom also misses dad. If she takes dad to find mom, mom will be very happy.
The little girl is making her own little calculation in her heart.
A note to readers:
It’s updated, it’s four o’clock, it’s sad, the father and daughter finally meet, it’s not easy... Okay, guys, I’m going to take a nap, wake up and continue typing...