"Dad!" Du Xintong was crying with joy, looking at Du Jingyu, his eyes blurred with tears.
Du Jingyu slowly lowered his figure and touched Du Xintong's hair, his heart filled with unspeakable guilt.
The improvement of his cultivation level has caused great changes in Du Jingyu's state of mind. It's like a child who grows up and admits that when he looks back on his past actions, he just feels childish and stupid. This change was even more intense in Du Jingyu.
Especially when Du Jingyu thought that he was desperate to marry Du Xintong to Zhao Xipin, and even harmed his only daughter, Du Jingyu felt extremely regretful and wished he could turn back time and do it all over again.
"Xintong, dad was wrong!" Du Jingyu said softly. Although there were only five words, the shock to Du Xintong was greater than a thousand words. All the past grievances disappeared in an instant, and Du Xintong finally regained that feeling of happiness. [
He Zong knew that Du Jingyu hated him, and although he wanted to do so, he did not dare to step forward rashly. He just stood aside from a distance and watched anxiously. Unexpectedly, Du Jingyu's eyes found him.
He Zong's heart suddenly rose to his throat. At this time, if Du Jingyu came to settle accounts with him, he would really have to die and wait for death. But soon, He Zong's heart calmed down, because he was with Du Jingyu. In Jingyu's eyes, he did not see the disgust that he had before, as if he had seen a fly. On the contrary, Du Jingyu looked at him with kind and tolerant eyes, just like Chen Chang looked at him.
"Du... Elder Du, I..." Although He Zong's heart calmed down, he still felt nervous. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but his mind was always blank.
"Dad, you are already at the tenth level now, do you still want to embarrass Brother He?" Du Xintong was also very nervous, holding Du Jingyu's hand and shaking it.
Du Jingyu looked at her lovingly and said with a smile, "Don't worry, your father and I died once, and some things have finally been figured out. I don't want to embarrass He Zong, but I want to officially entrust you to him."
"What!?" As soon as Du Jingyu said this, Du Xintong and He Zong exclaimed at the same time, their faces filled with disbelief and huge surprise.
Du Xintong smiled and shouted at He Zong: "Why are you still standing there, why don't you come over quickly?"
"Yeah! Uh-huh!" He Zong hurriedly hummed a few times, trotted all the way, and leaned up to him.
Seeing a stain of dried blood on the corner of He Zong's mouth, Du Jingyu took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped it carefully for him.
Has He Zong ever been treated like this? The whole person was stunned, and Du Xintong cried with joy, covering his mouth and sobbing softly.
"It's really not easy for you, kid." Du Jingyu couldn't help but sigh as he remembered all the times he had made things difficult for the He Sect and even killed him.
He Zong was so moved that tears flashed in his eyes. He turned to look at Du Xintong, nodded heavily at Du Jingyu, and uttered two words, "It's worth it!"
Although it was only a mere word, it caused a great shock to Du Jingyu, and the guilt in his heart instantly magnified tenfold.
In the past, Du Xintong told him how much He Zong loved her, but Du Jingyu always dismissed it and regarded it all as a conspiracy by He Zong and a fake love. Now Du Jingyu realized that he was a bastard at the beginning. Qin Dong once scolded him for being an old fool, but he was not unjust at all. He could turn a blind eye to such a sincere love. What else could he be if he wasn't an old fool
"I will officially entrust Xintong to you today. I believe that you will definitely make her happy!" Du Jingyu took a long breath, took He Zong's hand with great solemnity, and slowly put Du Xintong's hand away. In the palm of his hand.