As the night falls, the lanterns begin to light up.

Tonight, the He family's villa was brightly lit and bustling. All kinds of high-end luxury cars drove through the door of the He family one after another. The garden outside the house was full of bright little lights, and there were strange-shaped flowers beside the huge flower stand.

The fountains, elegant water fountains, and exquisite pavilions make it look unique. This two-and-a-half-story garden house is located in a quiet corner of downtown Taipei, and its architecture is magnificent.

In the center of the gorgeous and spacious hall in the house, waiters in formal suits were shuttled back and forth carrying silver plates. The sound of beautiful violins flowed melodiously in the air. Under the huge bright crystal chandelier, there were elegantly arranged long tables.

A white square table is placed with a variety of sumptuous delicacies, exquisite and bright tableware, and a variety of expensive high-end wines. Upper-class men and women in fancy clothes hold beautiful crystals half full of crystal liquid in their hands.

Wine glasses were gathered together in twos and threes. There were fragrant clothes and shadows everywhere, and people were laughing and chatting.

Mengyin stood in front of the glass window of her room, watching everything going on downstairs.

Her room is not big, but it is quite elegantly decorated. There are almost no decorations on the large wall. There is a long floor-to-ceiling window with off-white curtains with lace edges, which are fluttering in the night breeze. On the table

There is a large bouquet of clean lilies in a crystal vase, and next to it is a teak bookcase.

All the furnishings are the same as they were five years ago.

But only the piano in the corner.

It was covered with a white cloth curtain, as if it was deliberately hiding from something.

"Meng Yin." Someone called her softly from behind.

She turned around, with a faint smile on her lips, "Yimei, actually I don't like this kind of occasion."

"I know, but this is Uncle He's wish." Lin Yimei walked over and handed a dark blue box to her hand, "I chose this for you, do you like it?"

In that box were the jewelry she selected for Mengyin to wear at tonight's banquet.

Mengyin opened the box and saw a necklace set with fine diamonds lying quietly on the dark velvet. It looked very precious, and there were corresponding earrings next to it.

"Very good, but a little too flashy."

Yimei was about to say something when she heard a knock on the door.

Knock knock——

"Come in." She said loudly.

A middle-aged man stood at the door.

He looked over fifty years old, but his figure was still tall and tall. He wore a finely tailored dark gray suit, paired with a dark blue dark floral silk tie and a pair of rose gold cufflinks. The years had left traces on his face.

However, his demeanor remained unchanged, and it was obvious that he must have been a handsome man when he was young. His body was a mixture of elegance and majesty, but there was a deep loneliness in his bones.

At this moment, his eyes were shining with love.

"Why don't you two go down?"

"Uncle He, I'm about to ask someone to change Mengyin's clothes." Yimei said to him with a sweet smile.

Mengyin walked to the door with a bright smile, took his arm affectionately, and then put her head on his shoulder like a baby.

"What's wrong? Mengyin." He asked his daughter gently.

"Mengyin is acting coquettishly with you, Uncle He." Yimei smiled and shamed her from behind.

Mengyin was a little embarrassed, but she hugged her father's arm even tighter.

He Jihui leaned over and hugged his daughter and sat down. His eyes were full of love and affection, and his other hand gently stroked the hair on her forehead.

"Yimei, since your father retired, why don't you come to Uncle He's house to play? Did I, an old man, offend you somewhere?" He asked with a smile.

"Uncle He, you are really good at joking. How come you are old? Do you know that men of your age are the most attractive. Besides, am I here?" The smile on Yimei's face became sweeter and sweeter.

"Yimei, you are still so good at talking! By the way, how is your father?"

"Okay, he also cares about you very much. He has always said that he would come to visit you, but he is afraid that you will be too busy."

"Pick him up another day. I haven't seen him for a long time and want to catch up with him."

"By the way, Dad, are you okay with coming up?" At this moment, Mengyin seemed to suddenly think of something, and raised her pretty face to ask her father.

"If you don't tell me, I almost forgot," he frowned. Then, he shouted toward the door: "Bring the things in."

I saw several servants walking in carrying a large white box with exquisite packaging and placing it next to the bed.

"What is this?" Mengyin asked.

"This is a banquet dress I asked a famous French fashion designer to design for you."

"Didn't you agree to wear that white evening dress?"

"How is that worthy of my daughter? This was specially made for you after I showed the designer your photo. Tonight I want to make my daughter the most beautiful and happiest in the world.

Girl." He Jihui's face showed a look of joy and pride, and the doting in his eyes almost overflowed.

Mengyin looked at her father's expression and didn't know what to say for a moment.

She showed a gentle smile and said as quietly as possible: "Dad, but..."

"No buts, don't think about anyone else!"

Still got seen through.

The father's tone suddenly became lower, but still strong. A layer of deep guilt appeared in his eyes. He felt that he owed his daughter too much.

Sensing the change in the atmosphere, Yimei quickly said wisely: "Uncle He, Mengyin, I think Haotian may be looking for me, so I'll go down first."

After saying that, she walked out quickly, but before going out, she didn't forget to take a look at the gorgeous white box placed next to the bed.

Only the father and daughter were left in the room.

After pondering for a while, Mengyin once again showed an extremely beautiful and soft smile to her father.

"Dad, you really don't have to do this, Auntie and Mengyao will think so"

"I don't care about them, I just want you to be happy."

She saw a rare persistence on her father's face.

From childhood to adulthood, her father has always been kind and kind in her mind. He rarely gets angry and never even says harsh words, but there is an invisible power in his words and deeds that makes people admire her.

Since the death of his mother, he has become more and more taciturn. Losing his mother means that his father's soul has been destroyed in half. She understands the pain in his father's heart better than anyone else. His loneliness, his loneliness, and his longing for his mother,

He is concerned about his...

Therefore, she didn't want to cause any trouble to her father or let his already broken heart be trampled on in the slightest.

"Okay, don't say anything, go and change into something for dad to see," He Jihui stroked Mengyin's head with his warm hands, "I can't wait to show them my beautiful daughter!"

Well, just to make her father happy once, she didn't worry about anything.

A rose appeared on her pretty face, "Okay, I'll put it on right away. Dad, you sit here and wait for a while."

With that said, Mengyin walked into the dressing room in the room, surrounded by the maids.

The moment she changed into the dress and walked out, He Jihui's whole body was like a lightning strike, and a blazing light burst out from his eyes.

But there is endless sadness in that light.
Chapter completed!