"Dad, there is something I must confess to you."

Shang Zhongbo regards her as his daughter, and she can no longer hide it from him.

No matter how hard it is to speak, you must say it.

Shang Zhongbo rocked the little cute baby in the baby rocking chair, sleeping soundly and sweetly.

When he looked up, he saw Qiao Qiao's frown, and felt a vague sense of heaviness.

Qiao Qiao said simply, "Dad, A Dong and I are in a relationship. I want to try to move on. I want to start over. I hope you can forgive me."

Shang Zhongbo's hand that was shaking the baby's rocking chair was stiff.

I want to say something, but I stop talking.

Then he let out a long sigh, frowned, and thought deeply.

In the end, he said earnestly, "Qiao Qiao, can you tell dad why you chose A Dong?"

Qiao Qiao didn't dare to look at Shang Zhongbo's caring and kind eyes.

She lowered her eyes, "I am not happy with Phytolacca."

After a pause, he spoke out with difficulty, "There is no trust, no sense of security. I never want to experience that feeling of being abandoned again."

There are some things she must face.

He raised his head, his eyes full of guilt, "Dad, I'm sorry, I couldn't do what you wanted after all. It's because I don't know how to praise."

Shang Zhongbo let out another long sigh.

With his old bones, he is already old enough to know his destiny.

Many things can be seen more clearly.

"You and Phytolacca have no fate after all."

"Dad, I'm sorry!"

"Qiao Qiao, you will always be my daughter, don't say sorry. You can live as happily as you want. Dad doesn't want to force you."

"Dad..." Qiao Qiao choked with sobs, "Thank you!"

Saying thank you is too gentle.

She will be more filial to the old man in the future.

Behind the screen.

Phytolacca sat there in silence.

His eyes turned from bright to dark, and gradually lost their luster, like a lifeless sculpture.

afternoon.

When Qiao Qiao left the villa, Shang Zhongbo asked Shang Lu to see off the mother and daughter.

Shang Lu glanced at the people next to him and ordered, "Ashu, Xiao Chen, you two go and give me a gift."

"I asked you to deliver it." Shang Zhongbo glared over.

Shanglu had already gotten up from the sofa and walked upstairs with his back to everyone, "I have other things to be busy with."

A few minutes later, Shanglu, who was standing in the study, watched Qiao Qiao and her daughter being invited into the car by the bald bodyguard and Xiao Chen.

Watching the mother and daughter get into the car, he sent a WeChat message to Qiao Qiao: I wish you happiness!

Two years and eight months later.

Dongshan Kindergarten’s small class.

Little An'an is the cutest, pinkest, and most beautiful child in the class.

Several teachers in the class, and even teachers in other classes, were particularly fond of her.

I have never seen such a good-looking child, who looks like a starlet, and whose genes are too good to be true.

On this day, after finishing the game, An An suddenly disappeared.

But the head teacher was anxious to death.

After searching around, I finally found little An An stealing snacks under the slide.

The small figure held a bag of potato chips and stuffed his mouth full of them.

It looked like a cute little guinea pig stealing food.

"An'an, why are you eating potato chips here?"

The teacher couldn't laugh or cry.

In the afternoon, when He Qidong went to the kindergarten to pick up his child, the teacher told him about little An An secretly eating potato chips.

On the way back, little Anan was held in his arms.

He circled He Qidong's neck with his little hands and said pitifully, "Mom didn't let me eat snacks. Xiaopang gave me a bag of potato chips. I didn't dare to take them home, so I ate them secretly."

"You want me not to complain to my mother?" He Qidong's tone was full of doting.

"Please." Little An'an puffed up her baby-fat cheeks, and her furrowed brows were half covered by her forehead. She looked so adorable that way.

He Qidong said seriously, "Yes, but you have to agree to one condition."
Chapter completed!