Shengxi Hospital.

Door.

Jiang Manqing had been in the car for almost half an hour, and she still didn't have the courage to get out.

There were people coming and going outside the car, and her heart became entangled and entangled.

"Dongdongdongdong--"

The sound of knocking on the window suddenly woke her up.

She turned her head.

"Uncle Li?"

Secretary Li smiled and pushed the glasses on his nose and asked, "Manqing, why don't you go in?"

Jiang Manqing unconsciously bit her lip, not knowing how to answer.

Secretary Li did not ask, but pointed not far away: "By the way, where is Mr. Jiang?"

Twenty minutes later.

Jiang Manqing and Jiang Shaodong took a seat in a restaurant.

"Have you eaten yet? Are you hungry?" Jiang Shaodong asked with concern, and recommended a few dishes to the waiter. In the end, he asked for another glass of lemonade and a dessert.

Jiang Man's nose suddenly felt sour.

It's all her favorite food.

"Dad..." She spoke with a little apology in her voice.

"What's wrong with Manqing?"

"I……"

Jiang Manqing had been struggling for a long time, and a feeling of emotion also tortured her for the same time, but she could not say a complete sentence.

At this time, the waiter brought lemonade and desserts.

Jiang Shaodong pushed the dessert in front of her and coaxed her with a smile: "Try it? I remember, our Manqing liked to eat sweets since she was a child. Once, she had to eat tooth decay and couldn't stop her. But you always make sense. You always say that you feel sweet when you eat desserts, and you will feel sweet every day after eating sweets."

Jiang Manqing felt that the tip of his nose was even more sore.

"dad……"

She didn't expect that he still remembered, she almost forgot about it.

Jiang Shaodong stared at her with a loving face, and there was guilt and apology hidden in her loving love: "When your father entrusted you to me," he gestured, and his heart was filled with emotion, "You are so old. When you first came to your house, you always cried and couldn't coax it well, but it was amazing that every time Yuchen stood by your bed, you stopped crying and stared at him, so you have been sticking to Yuchen since you were a child, even more sticky than Jintong."

Jiang Manqing was stunned.

In an instant, she felt her chest was stuffy and sour.

"I……"

"Don't remember?" Jiang Shaodong smiled.

Jiang Manqing only felt that her hand was holding her heart, sorrow, headache and stuffy.

she……

Jiang Shaodong picked up the tea in front of him and took a sip, then put it down.

"Manqing," he sighed, "Although you are not a child of the Jiang family, since the day you came, I have treated you as my own daughter and spoiled you. Although Jintong has ones, you have them. Sometimes when I think about it, I feel that you are more like my daughter than Jintong, and I like it more."

The ten fingers placed on the thighs were clenched unconsciously, and Jiang Manqing's heart was so sour and hard to bear.

"dad……"

"Dad never asked the real reason for you to leave back then. You said you wanted to go to the place where your biological parents had stayed, and you said you miss them. Actually... I lied to my father, right?"

Jiang Manqing's eyes suddenly turned red, the kind that could not be controlled.

Seeing this, Jiang Shaodong sighed and exposes her: "The reason for leaving is related to... Yuchen, right?"

Air, static.

Jiang Manqing bit his lip tightly.

Finally, she realized that she wanted to deny: "No, I..."

"Yu Chen's temperament changed drastically. At the beginning, I couldn't understand what was going on. Today, I saw you not going in outside the hospital. I suddenly understood it because of you, your farewell without saying goodbye, and your disappearance were a blow to him."

Jiang Manqing's face turned pale, as if something bad was announced to the public.

She found it unbearable.

She was also afraid that Jiang Shaodong would be disappointed with her. He clearly regarded himself as his biological daughter, but she...

The air stagnates again.

Until the waiter delivers the order.

Jiang Shaodong used public chopsticks to pick up the Longjing shrimp she liked and put them in her bowl: "Try it?"

Jiang Manqing was stiff and did not dare to move.

Seeing this, Jiang Shaodong sighed.

"Manqing," he looked at her slightly red eyes and felt very distressed, "You are my daughter, Yuchen is my son. I used to think I knew you very well, but now, I don't think I can see through it. I don't know what you torture each other?"

"I……"

Jiang Shaodong waved his hand and interrupted her: "It is common for family marriages like ours, even your mother and I, but it is precisely because of this that I have three children. I began to understand that as long as my children live well, your happiness should not be arranged. Dad doesn't care what the outside world thinks. Whether you are my daughter or my future daughter-in-law, you will not change your father's attitude towards you."

He had been holding back all the time, but as he heard this, Jiang Manqing could no longer hold it back. A drop of tears fell, and then more and more, as if there were pearls with broken threads.

"Wipe."

Jiang Manqing took the tissue and clenched it tightly, but did not move for a long time.

"Now, can you tell your dad what misunderstanding happened back then that made you determined to leave without any effort, and to conceal whereabouts and news? Ah?"

The tissues wrinkled and formed a ball.

Blows of dull pain swept over, and Jiang Manqing felt that he was about to be unable to hold on.

Jiang Shaodong sighed: "Manqing, this life is not long, nor short, but it is rare to meet someone who likes you and you. Dad doesn't want you to regret it in the future. What are the misunderstandings? What can't be solved by saying it? What's more, it's difficult for you to make things difficult for yourself?"

Jiang Manqing shook his head suddenly.

"...No, no..." She repeated these two words over and over again.

Tears continue to fall.

Jiang Shaodong decided to be cruel: "Nothing? There is no misunderstanding, or have you ever liked Yuchen? Manqing, don't deceive yourself. If not, why should you come back to Qingcheng after disappearing? You should know that no matter whether you have entered the entertainment industry or not, as long as you return to Qingcheng, Yuchen will definitely have a way to find you. You..."

"Dad..." Jiang Manqing interrupted his words with a sob. She looked up, and her misty eyes were begging and firm. "I... I was just impulsive at the beginning. I was still young at that time. I thought I liked it, but in fact... it was not, that was just my sister's dependence on her brother, not liked it..."

"Yeah?"

"……yes."

"Then why are you crying? Who are you sad for? Why are you afraid to go in outside the hospital?"

Several questions were smashed together, and Jiang Manqing unconsciously clenched the tissue in his hand.

"I……"

But her eyes turned red and red, and tears fell down. She still couldn't answer those questions. Instead... she felt even more distressed.

Jiang Shaodong suddenly didn't want to force her.

"Forget it," he sighed, "I won't say it anymore. Dad, I won't force you anymore. Seeing you crying, Dad feels uncomfortable. You used to cry once a year."

He was not sad when he recalled all the past, but he also understood that children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and no matter how anxious he was, it was useless. It was obvious that these two people had knots in their hearts. Except for the parties involved, others could not untie them.

There is only so much he can do and say.

"So many things have happened in the Jiang family. Now I have no other extravagance. I just hope that my son and daughter will be happy and happy." He smiled, "Let's eat, you've been busy these days, right? Remember my father's words, no matter how busy I am, you have to eat and take good care of yourself, do you know?"

Jiang Manqing suddenly felt that the chopsticks he was holding weighed a thousand pounds.

"I know..." She nodded in an insult.

Jiang Shaodong smiled and picked up food for her again.

Neither of them mentioned the previous topics, including the name of Jiang Yuchen and the affairs of the Jiang family. Basically, Jiang Shaodong was concerned about her life and career, and asked her about her recent situation.

Jiang Manqing answered well and told her not to worry, she would take good care of herself.

At the end of the conversation, Jiang Shaodong was both relieved and sad, pleased her sensibility and pursuit of career, and sad because of her current self-enclosure.

For a meal, both of them had their own thoughts.

After eating, Jiang Shaodong pushed a bank card in front of her: "You never use the money your father has transferred to you over the years. I also know that you have the ability to support yourself now, but parents are always worried. You are not allowed to refuse. You can take it and deal with it no matter how you deal with it. The only requirement is to use it, otherwise you will not treat me as your father."

Where can Jiang Manqing accept it?

But in the end it was still impossible to resist his persistence.

Jiang Shaodong then smiled happily: "That's right, take it, the password is your birthday, it has not changed." As if he thought of something, he laughed again, "Look at my memory, your birthday is coming soon, right? Dad will hold a birthday party for you, how about it?"
To be continued...