Chapter 6: It's practically the same face

Wen Jingrou saw that, downstairs of the building where she and her two siblings rented, a black stretch Lincoln was parked there.

What surprised her was that her older sister, Wen Yuchun, was actually sitting in that car.

Wen Yuchun's head was leaning against the backrest; was she asleep or unconscious?

What was worse, there was a man in the car, leaning toward her sister and even reaching his hand onto her sister's head.

Could he be intending to do something to her sister…

Buzz!

Wen Jingrou instantly felt her head buzzing, with no time to think, she hastily threw down her tablet and rushed downstairs.

Reaching the car, she furiously shouted at the man inside: "You bastard, you lecherous old pervert, what do you want to do to my sister?"

That earth-shattering shout startled Xiao Ming.

Having arrived here, he found the little girl's sleeping appearance too adorable, and couldn't resist reaching out to pat her head.

As a result, suddenly a little girl who looked almost exactly like Wen Yuchun came running out.

That little girl glared at him fiercely, but her gaze kept darting away, clearly she was afraid of him.

"Hmm? Rourou?"

The sleeping Wen Yuchun was awakened by the commotion, turned her head, and saw her sister Wen Jingrou desperately pulling at the car door on this side, while also glaring fiercely at the old man beside her.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm just as confused as you are." Xiao Ming innocently spread his hands, then looked with interest at the fierce little girl outside.

His eyes were full of shock and joy.

"They look alike, really alike, it's practically the same face."

Seeing his two daughters right before him, Xiao Ming felt an indescribable happiness.

These women of his have all inherited his fine genes.

She is quite tall, about 1.7 meters by estimation.

As for her looks, needless to say, even in the entertainment industry she would be a top-tier beauty.

"Rourou, what are you doing?" Wen Yuchun opened the car door and got out, asking puzzledly.

"I didn't do anything?" Seeing that Wen Yuchun's clothes were still intact and she seemed unharmed, Wen Jingrou's nervous heart eased.

"Sis, let's hurry home; that lecher has ill intentions toward you." Wen Jingrou, face full of anger, glared at Xiao Ming while pulling Wen Yuchun toward home.

"Rourou, it's not what you think, haha!"

Upon hearing that, Wen Yuchun immediately laughed.

Seeing her younger sister, who was clearly terrified to death yet still wanted to protect her, and even mistook their own father for a lecher.

Wen Yuchun felt both moved and amused.

"Rourou, take a good look at him, go take a look."

"Why would I go look at a lecher for no reason?" Seeing Wen Yuchun laugh so happily, Wen Jingrou was completely bewildered.

Though she refused with her words, her gaze still drifted toward Xiao Ming.

At this moment, Xiao Ming also got out of the car.

She kept looking at him, wanting to speak several times but stopping herself.

He wanted to say something to this daughter, but didn't know where to begin.

He looked, moved, at the two daughters opposite him.

Buzz!

Wen Jingrou slightly glanced sideways, just catching sight of Xiao Ming's face; her expression shifted from initial anger to gradual shock.

This man, and her siblings, actually look so alike?

Wen Jingrou's shock was extreme: "Sis, who is he, he…?"

Wen Jingrou had already figured something out; she hurried to Wen Yuchun to verify her guess.

"Rourou, haven't you always been saying you want to see your own father?" Wen Yuchun pulled Wen Jingrou to stand opposite Xiao Ming, reached out to link arms with him and shook them, replying: "He is our father."

"He… he is our father?"

Wen Jingrou became so excited her eye sockets reddened.

"That's right, he is our father."

Wen Yuchun affirmed it, leaning happily against Xiao Ming's shoulder.

Immediately afterward, Wen Yuchun told Wen Jingrou how she had found their father.

"Rourou, the man standing before you is definitely our father; I even did a DNA test, and Heaven must have seen how much we longed to see our father, so He sent him to be by our side."

Wen Yuchun happily said: "From now on, we also have a father, haha!"

"Dad, look, Rourou is so happy she can't even speak."

Wen Yuchun leaned close to Xiao Ming's ear and playfully asked: "Dad, who do you think is prettier, me or Rourou?"

"You two are both beautiful."

At this moment, Xiao Ming's heart surged like a tidal wave.

Before, he had resented Wen Zihan; he had given his sincere heart, only to receive her abandonment in return.

But now, seeing that Wen Zihan had borne him these two flower-like daughters, his slight resentment vanished completely.

At this moment, he felt only joy and happiness.

He, who never shed tears, now couldn't help but let tears fall.

Wen Yuchun and Wen Jingrou, their hearts equally joyful, could not contain their excitement.

Seeing their father so moved, they also couldn't help but tear up.

Wen Jingrou, tears streaming, stared at the father she hadn't seen in twenty years for a moment, then suddenly lunged excitedly into Xiao Ming's embrace.

Dad.

Wen Jingrou's tears instantly became like pearls snapped from a string.

Actually, Wen Jingrou was the one among the three siblings who most wanted to know who her biological father was.

Wen Yuchun was lively and not so obsessed about many things, whereas Wen Jingrou's disposition was much more sentimental; she would always tell her older brothers and sisters that she really wanted to know who their father was and really wanted to see what he looked like.

Over the years, the siblings never gave up searching for their biological father, but all ended in failure.

Unexpectedly, they actually found him in the end.

Xiao Ming's arrival was nothing short of a huge surprise.

Over these years, Wen Jingrou's longing for her father had turned into tears.

The little girl cried herself into a tearful mess.

Xiao Ming felt both happy and sad.

He tightly embraced his daughter; Wen Yuchun, moved by the two, also cried and hugged them together, and the three of them—father and two daughters—ended up crying in a heap.

After a moment, everyone's emotions settled down.

Where is your brother?

He hadn't forgotten that he still had a son; at this moment, he also wanted to see his son as soon as possible.

"Brother is at home," Wen Jingrou said, tears in her eyes.

"Dad, come, let's go home first," Wen Yuchun said, running ahead to lead the way.

Only then did Wen Jingrou pull away from Xiao Ming's embrace; Wen Yuchun ran up beside her, and the two sisters began to whisper.

As they talked, Wen Jingrou turned and gave Xiao Ming a sympathetic look.

"I suppose our father's first half of life wasn't very pleasant; sisters, we siblings must therefore properly honor our father," Wen Jingrou whispered into Wen Yuchun's ear.

"Yes, I think the same."

Wen Yuchun replied in agreement.

After a while, the two sisters wiped the tears from their faces, returned to Xiao Ming's side, each linking an arm with his, and went back to the rented house, saying, "Dad, this is the house we three siblings rented."