"Rhino, that's your boyfriend?"

"Yes, is it handsome?"

"Selling? Much more handsome than my son." Wang Yijun's eyes were full of sincerity. He caught his son's complaints off guard. Yuan Jinghao, who happened to see them, heard it and couldn't help but hold his forehead, "Mom, I am your biological child,

Lingxi is not.”

"But you don't have any kindness and affection."

"Oh, it's my fault. It's been like this since I was a child. Lingxi is your treasure, and I am the grass."

"Just you know."

"Haha~ Jing Hao, it turns out that you have a jealous day too!" It's so long that Bian Lingxi feels fresh.

"You girl, you snatched me ice cream when you were young, and you snatched my wife and mother when you grow up. You are destined to go against me when you were born!"

Yuan Jinghao, however, regardless of Yan Shu stared at him, was still merciless.

"Hmph, when you were a child, you were still revengeful, but you were petty." Bian Lingxi responded as usual.

"Oh, you are all ancestors, I am just a servant."

"Secretary Yuan, why don't you come to support your Empress Dowager?" Bian Lingxi raised her eyebrows and looked at Aunt Wang with a smile beside her, and signaled Brother Jing Hao to come forward and show her presence, "You can't come and support you again,

Your Empress Dowager was angry."

Haha~~~

Everyone is back today. [Lingxi Villa] hasn't been so lively for a long time. It is said that older people are particularly prone to nostalgia and sadness. Yang Ma and Uncle Lin are such people.

The two of them watched Bian Lingxi finally take her boyfriend home once, and the corners of their mouths were laughing so hard that they cracked. Uncle Lin kept playing chess while Yang Ma kept making some delicious food in the kitchen.

, said it was a "meeting gift" for the future son-in-law.

Bian Lingxi did not object to all this, but instead thought it was quite good.

This means that everyone agrees with their own vision, right?

In the study room:

Bian Lingxi looked at her father who had not smiled for a long time, and her heart felt nervous for the first time.

From birth to growing up to studying abroad, Bian Lin has always been doting on her in all kinds of ways. She has never given her any face, but today is completely different.

"Lingxi, how did you come here over the years?" Bian Lin's face was deep, but he still had the words he said with unstoppable care and love.

The girl in front of her looks exactly the same as her beloved wife, but at least 90% of them are similar. Yang's mother used to joke about him every day, saying that he raised a smaller version of He Jingjing. This is the cleverness of blood relationship, Bian Lin

Looking at the face in front of me, I unknowingly slowly coincided with the face in my memory.

Bian Lin was in a state of emotion, and what she was most afraid of was that she was hurt. How could Bian Lingxi not understand these things?

But she made a mistake in the end. These are all things she deserves, but it has implicated her father who loves her as much as her life. "Dad, I'm sorry. I've made you worry about me for so long."

A teardrop slowly slid across the corner of Bian Lingxi's eyes, which was crystal clear and bright, and her eyes gradually turned red with tears.

"Do you know that you even look like your mother when you cry? The only thing she used to cry in front of me was to let me keep you?"

"Rhino, you are the life your mother has exchanged for with her life. Dad hopes that your life will be smooth and will not be hurt. But Dad still did not protect you well, and he still injured you seven years ago."

"Dad just feels sorry for your mom."

"Dad, I'm sorry, it's my fault, I'm wrong ┄┄"

"Okay, don't cry anymore. If you cry, you will become a little cat, and you won't be like the majestic Professor Bian." Bian Lin put his daughter tightly in his arms, just like he was holding her twenty years ago.

Like his mother, Bian Lin's love and guilt for his wife was put on his daughter for the rest of his life, and she was his only weakness.

“Have you been through these years?”

Bian Lingxi stopped crying, but the voice was still filled with some of the crying Ninon, "It was just that I was a little tired when I was undergoing psychotherapy in the previous three years, and it was fine after that time."

Bian Lingxi tried not to say that his situation was as serious as possible, but how could Bian Lin, who knew his daughter like a father, not be able to hear her daughter avoiding the important things?!

But he didn't expose it, but just calmed down, "That's good."

Bianlin's study room and Bianlingxi's study room are comparable. The biggest feature of the study room of the two fathers and daughters is that they have many books, but the books in Bianlin's study room are all the favorites of their beloved wife back then.

"Rhino, do you remember when you were young, your father always liked to hold you and read books in the study?"

"Remember, dad said that this is all my mother's treasure."

"Yes, here is not only my mother's treasure, but also your mother's dream." There are also memories of me and her.

The past is like smoke, drifting away with the wind, but occasionally I come back to my senses and think about it. Those little things are still well encapsulated in the deepest drawer of memory without any damage.

"Dad, you miss your mom!"

"I think so, I think very much." Bian Lin quit cigarettes after his wife became pregnant. Because he and Jingjing didn't like him, he could quit. Later, because of the birth of his daughter, the child could not touch second-hand cigarettes, so Bian Lin was 20 years old.

I haven't smoked a cigarette in years.

I was a little uncomfortable with it when I suddenly pulled one.

"Dad, please slow down." Lin Xi patted his back anxiously, trying to make him breathe, his eyes and heart were filled with worry.

Bian Lin finally calmed down and patted Lingxi's back of his hand, indicating that she could do it, "Don't worry, dad is fine, but he hasn't been sucked for many years, so he's not used to it."

"If you feel uncomfortable next time, I will tell me, I'll chat with you, but I can't smoke anymore."

"good."

Since entering the door, Bian Lingxi has been staying in the study with Bian Lin, chatting, talking about philosophy, life, memories, and the future. When Yang Ma cooked the meal, she saw two people when she came up to call the father and daughter to have dinner.

I have moved to the studio and am enjoying the work of Bian Lingxi Gao'er.

Yang Ma was relieved, "Sir, Lingxi has eaten."

"Let's go, rhinoceros, go down to have a meal first, and let's enjoy these paintings for two nights."

"Okay." Bian Lingxi smiled and walked up to his father's arms. Yang's mother had already gone downstairs in front of them, and the two fathers and daughters also walked downstairs together. Bian Lin and Bian Lingxi had just sat down in the restaurant.

Wang Yijun started to tease the two of them.

"Why, what's the end of your two fathers and daughters?"

"No, my father and I can't finish talking in our lifetime!"

"Look, I want to steal your caring daughter from you." As he said that, Wang Yijun glanced at the biological son Yuan Jinghao next to him, with disgusted eyes, "My son is not as good as a rhinoceros at all."

intimate."

"Of course my daughter is better than your son." Bian Lin didn't give Yuan Jinghao any face, and he was very terrified.

At this time, Yuan Jinghao and Bian Lingxi, who were at the center of the two old topics, could only lower their heads to eat silently. Yan Shu looked at the harmonious atmosphere at the dinner table and was in a good mood. He looked at the shy little woman beside him and smiled even more.

But I was afraid that she kept bowing her head and cooking the white rice was not nutritious, so she thoughtfully gave her vegetables and peeled a small plate of crayfish in the middle.

"Old Bian, look at Lingxi's boyfriend, how considerate it is."

“My daughter likes everything very well, including people.”

"Tsk, it seems like my son is not interested in someone. My daughter-in-law is also very good, okay?"

Hearing this, Qin Qing subconsciously looked at Wang Yijun and smiled slightly, but the hand that Yuan Jinghao had tightly held under the dining table had already trembled. Her absent-minded look today made him worried for a long time.
Chapter completed!