Andre is proficient in many languages and speaks Mandarin fluently: "Rong, why do you say that?"
Rong Zhen pondered and said, "I always feel that this daughter doesn't look like me, nor does she look like her mother. I'm not talking about appearance."
"Oh, this is normal. Everyone has a different personality. Qingqing was not raised by you, so it's normal that her personality is different from yours."
"That being said, there is one more thing..." Rong Zhen frowned, "I always feel that we can't get close. This is a very strange feeling. I don't know how to describe it, but I always feel that there is something between us..."
"Is that so? But paternity tests don't lie. Science is always the truth."
"Paternity Testing… "
Rong Zhen seemed to be annoyed. He rubbed his temples and stood up from his office chair: "I think I need to teach her again. In some ways, I don't like her personality very much."
"Being well behaved and sensible, isn't that good enough?"
"That's not what I'm talking about." Rong Zhen's eyes were deep: "She has many other sides that you don't know." His eyes were fierce: "I even suspect that Meng Yupu deliberately raised her astray in order to get revenge on me!"
"She is my daughter and I have the responsibility to teach her."
Andre nodded slowly, and remembered something else: "We encountered some difficulties when investigating the Max family..."
"Haven't we encountered enough difficulties over the years?" Rong Zhen sneered, "No matter what kind of difficulties we encounter, we must investigate them. No matter what, we must investigate them."
Rong Zhen walked slowly to Andre and sank his eyes slightly: "There is one thing that has been bothering me for a long time. I still can't figure out why she didn't contact me."
"Over the years, I tried every way to contact her, but her phone number was no longer in service and all her social media accounts had been cancelled. I couldn't contact her at all."
The corners of his mouth were tinged with bitterness, but he suppressed it:
"I don't know why this is happening. Does she have some unspeakable difficulties..."
"I've never changed my phone number, but she doesn't even want to call me once. I really don't understand..."
After complaining, he smiled self-deprecatingly: "She is a cruel woman. After so many years, I have come to understand a truth."
"I can't leave her."
*
It was already late when they came out of the barbecue restaurant. Meng Yao drank some beer and her face was a little red, but her steps were still steady.
Her alcohol tolerance is neither good nor bad, just average.
Meng Yao was not careful and almost tripped over a stone. It was Rong Wei who helped her up at the critical moment.
Meng Yao shook off his hand and stepped hard on the stone again.
Immediately, there was a pain spreading upwards along the soles of her feet, and Meng Yao became much more conscious.
"you're drunk?"
Rong Yan wanted to support Meng Yao, but Meng Yao pushed him away again: "You are drunk, I am not."
Meng Yao added: "I'm really not drunk."
"Does it hurt?"
"What?"
"I mean, do your feet hurt?"
Meng Yao turned her ankle and smiled: "You underestimate me too much. It's just a piece of stone. How can I be hurt by it?"
Rong Yan couldn't even touch the corner of Meng Yao's clothes, because if he did, she would be thrown away. Meng Yao repeatedly emphasized that she was not drunk and could walk normally.
Rong Wei couldn't do anything with her and could only stand by her and stare at her closely, afraid that she would trip again.
The two did not drive away immediately, but instead took a walk around the nearby square.
In order to avoid being recognized, Meng Yao was fully armed and wore a large black hat on her head that almost covered half of her face.
Meng Yao always pushed his hand away impatiently: "Why are you so long-winded..."
With alcohol taking over her head, all of Meng Yao's worries disappeared completely, and her willful temper also emerged.
"Wait, it will be ready soon..." Rong Wei coaxed her while quickly helping her adjust her hat.
Rong Wei held Meng Yao's hand, and this time she did not shake it off.
Suddenly Meng Yao paused, put her hand on the mask and yawned.
"Are you sleepy? Let's go home and come back next time."
"I don't want to. I haven't had enough fun and celebration..."
Rong Yan had no choice but to continue walking forward with Meng Yao. After walking a few steps, Meng Yao started complaining about severe pain in her calves.
Rong Wei took her back to a bench, rolled up her trouser legs, and gave her a few careful and gentle massages.
"Do you feel better now?"
Meng Yao nodded honestly: "Much better."
"Let me carry you, come up."
Meng Yao shook her head: "I like to walk by myself."
There was a bustling scene ahead, with faint cheers of the crowd. Meng Yao was curious and insisted on dragging Rong Yin to join in the fun.
No one knew what had happened. The three circles inside and outside the place were already surrounded by the crowd, tightly packed together without revealing anything. Meng Yao had no idea what was going on inside.
She stood on tiptoe and peered inside, but still could not see anything.
After several attempts, Meng Yao couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.
"You really want to see it?"
Meng Yao nodded.
Rong Wei bent down, motioned for her to hook her arms around his neck, and then he lifted her up.
The height suddenly increased, and Meng Yao finally saw the scene inside clearly. It turned out to be a young couple proposing, with romantic roses and diamond rings, and people around them were cheering and blessing them.
Meng Yao came down from Rongyan's embrace again and told him: "Someone is proposing to me, it looks quite romantic."
After hearing Meng Yao talk about romance, Rong Ying leaned closer and took a look inside.
Roses and diamond rings, these two things Rong Wei prepared for Meng Yao. Apart from roses, in addition to diamond rings, Rong Wei also gave Meng Yao rings more than once, in different ways.
If I say that, does that mean... I'm also quite romantic
Rong Wei asked Meng Yao next to him: "Do you like roses and diamond rings?"
"It's OK. It depends on who sent it."
After walking around the square for a few times, the alcohol and sleepiness took effect. Meng Yao gradually could no longer hold up her eyelids. She dragged Rong Yan away in a daze, and could hardly open her eyes.
Until she fell into a warm embrace. Although she was very sleepy, Meng Yao was still alert. However, the familiar embrace instantly dispelled her sense of crisis. Meng Yao felt her whole body relax and simply succumbed to sleepiness.
Rong Yan finally got what he wished and picked up Meng Yao. He looked down at Meng Yao's peaceful sleeping face and couldn't help but slowly kiss her forehead.
Listening to her shallow breathing, Rong Wei felt as if his own nerves were intoxicated as well.
(End of this chapter)