Chapter 334: About 13,200 characters, because Huang

After reading the first chapter, Huang's father raised his head, didn't look down anymore, savored it for a while, and then said: "Married seven women in his life, heard he has a partner?"

Huang Zhaoyi was stunned for a moment, not expecting her father to be so direct, but since things had reached this point, she had no concealment, because she couldn't conceal it: "Yes."

Huang's father asked: "How much certainty do you have in squeezing out his partner?"

Huang Zhaoyi was stunned again, and after a long silence, said: "Never thought about this."

Huang's father asked: "This is called not seeking progress, why not think about it?"

Huang Zhaoyi said: "I don't want to become a woman who makes him disgusted."

Huang's father pinched the cigarette butt: "Is it that you don't want to? Or is it that he doesn't pay attention to you?"

Huang Zhaoyi bit her lower lip, wanting to speak but stopping.

Huang's father put down the cigarette and asked with a serious face: "Can you still retreat?"

Huang Zhaoyi didn't reply at first, and it took a long time before she said in a low voice: "Dad, I can't retreat anymore."

A single "Dad" called directly to the tip of Huang's father's heart.

Among the four children, he loved this one the most; he did before, and he still does now. Even if she wasn't promising in love, he still couldn't stop an old father's love; there was no reason.

If one had to give a reason, maybe it was because she was the youngest, maybe it was because her older brother and sister were doing well, and she was the only one left alone without a place to settle.

Looking at her daughter's bitter expression, Huang's father's face involuntarily softened a bit, "You like him that much?"

Huang Zhaoyi lowered her head and apologized with three words: "I'm sorry!"

With an apology, the study fell into silence.

After a long while, Huang's father asked: "Coming back today, are you afraid I'll go find trouble for him?"

Huang Zhaoyi nodded and shook her head: "Yes, and no."

Huang's father didn't make a sound, looking at his daughter without saying a word.

Huang Zhaoyi slowly raised her head, "For this relationship, I don't ask for a result, I only hope he lives well. Dad, just treat it... just treat it as if you never gave birth to me."

Hearing this, Huang's father clenched his fists silently, but then gradually loosened them, "Give Dad a reason."

Huang's father, saying this, tried his best not to be angry, his tone as peaceful as possible.

Huang Zhaoyi said: "I'm too old, more than 13 years older than him."

Then she muttered to herself dejectedly: "Almost a full cycle older than him, I'm not worthy."

Hearing these weak words, hearing these negative words, Huang's father seemed to see the setting sun, seemed to see the dusk on the ancient road.

Huang's father asked: "What if I find trouble for him?"

Huang Zhaoyi said: "I will stand on his side first, and then atone for my sins to you and Mom."

Somehow, Huang's father felt a tug in his heart, as if a scene of withered flowers appeared before his eyes, which reminded him of what little Liu Yue had said: *If you let Li Heng down, Aunt will feel guilty to the point of becoming a nun. *

But at this moment, Huang's father heard another voice from his daughter, even more serious than becoming a nun.

Looking at this daughter who hated that she couldn't become steel, Huang's father waved his hand in despair, "You go."

Hearing this, Huang Zhaoyi sat for a while before standing up, picking up her bag, and heading toward the door.

"Wait." Just as her daughter reached out to pull the door, Huang's father spoke again.

Huang Zhaoyi stopped in place, with her back to her father, without any words.

Huang's father said: "Stay and have a meal with your mother."

"Okay."

Huang Zhaoyi responded neither heavily nor lightly, opened the door, and walked out.

Hearing the footsteps walk away, Huang's father sat like an old monk for a long time, and finally picked up the red receiver on the table and began to dial the phone.

*Ding-a-ling*

*Ding-a-ling*

Not long after, the phone connected, and Chief Editor Liao's voice came from the other side: "Hello, who is this?"

"It's me."

"Uncle? Are you looking for me for something?" Chief Editor Liao checked the time and guessed.

"Try your best to help Zhaoyi," Huang's father said.

"Zhaoyi went home?"

"Just met."

Hearing this, Chief Editor Liao already had a count in his heart. It was estimated that the father and daughter's conversation wasn't pleasant, but he was heartbroken for his daughter after all, so he said: "Okay, after the Lantern Festival, Li Heng is going to White Deer Plain."

Huang's father didn't express any opinion on this, but said: "If you are not busy, come over to the house for a meal."

"Done, I'll come over right away." Chief Editor Liao was originally very, very busy, but the other party had invited him for the second time, so he had to go.

After the phone call ended, Huang's father waited a few seconds, then dialed another number, wanting to order someone to retrieve Li Heng's file, but just as he dialed halfway, he hung up and put the receiver back.

Lushan Village, 26th small building.

Because Li Heng forgot himself while reading and writing in the study, dinner was made by Zhou Shihe, and Mai Sui helped as a sous-chef.

Zhou's mother was a bit surprised that her daughter would be so proactive in cooking, and even made two Xiang dishes with chili.

Putting the manuscript she had just finished reading on the coffee table, Zhou's mother got up and came to the dining table, pointing to the two Xiang dishes and asking: "Did you learn from Li Heng?"

"Didn't learn much, I usually watch him do it," Zhou Shihe said warmly.

Regarding her daughter's talent for cooking, Zhou's mother knew best, "Go call him to eat, the dishes will have no taste if they get cold."

Zhou Shihe looked at Mai Sui.

Mai Sui nodded and walked toward the study.

Zhou's mother turned her head to glance at Mai Sui, then glanced at her daughter, "Where are your aunt and uncle?"

Zhou Shihe said: "They are taking a bath at my place, they should be here soon."

Speak of the devil, footsteps came from downstairs, and not long after, the couple, the aunt and uncle, appeared at the entrance of the corridor.

What was somewhat unexpected was that Yu Laoshi Shuheng followed behind.

"Yu Laoshi." On the second day of the Lunar New Year, Zhou Shihe was personally sent to the Zhou family by Yu Shuheng. Based on this, Zhou's mother took the initiative to greet her.

Yu Shuheng gave a faint smile, which counted as a greeting.

At this time, Li Heng also walked out of the study. Seeing Yu Laoshi, he asked: "Yu Laoshi, didn't you go home? Why did you come over?"

Yu Shuheng said: "I heard Shihe and the others were here, I was afraid your mind would be full of the new book and you would neglect them, so I rushed over."

Hearing this, Zhou's mother and the couple, the aunt and uncle, looked at Yu Shuheng a few more times, always feeling that something was wrong? But for a moment, they couldn't say what was wrong?

Only Zhou Shihe faintly understood in her heart that Yu Laoshi might have come back because of her.

Maybe, maybe it was the 20-plus days of living together with him in Beijing that gave the other party different thoughts.

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Update first, edit later.

Relatives came to the house in the evening, accompanied them for a while, the update is an hour later than usual, sorry.

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(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 335 =====