"Daughter has grown up."
Lin Duanzheng actually knew that Lin Yao had been looking at him behind him, but he resisted the impulse and didn't look back.
Because he knew that once he turned his head, he might be stretched.
This time I came to Kyoto, originally with full of anger and determination to "catch" Lin Yao back.
But unexpectedly, the matter was finally resolved in a strange way.
Although not as Lin Duanzheng initially imagined, he felt inexplicably that this might be a better way.
At least, there is no longer a state of arguing between myself and my daughter in less than three sentences.
Of course, it would be even better if the daughter and that stinky boy don't always show affection in front of them.
Lin Duanzheng got on the plane while thinking, sitting in his seat.
Suddenly, his cell phone rang, Lin Duan was taking out the cell phone, the expression on his face was stagnant, after thinking about it, he finally got the call.
"Old Lin, did you really go to Kyoto?"
A pleasant voice came from his ex-wife Hai Yao.
"Yes, I am in Kyoto now."
Lin Duanzheng replied stiffly.
"Are you really going to bring Lin Yao back to Yancheng? She is so old and has her own ideas, so don't mess around."
Hai Yao was a little anxious. She told Lin Yao to fall in love, but she didn't expect Lin Duanzheng's reaction to be so intense.
"I'm bringing my daughter home, is there any problem?"
Lin Duanzheng's temper came up immediately, and said coldly:
"Lin Yao is the daughter I brought up, and outsiders have no right to control what I want to do!"
"Old Lin, why are you always like this?" The sweet voice on the other side of the phone also brought a hint of anger.
"I gave birth to Lin Yao, and she is also my daughter. Why am I not qualified to control?"
Lin Duanzheng sneered: "What did you care about when she was young? Her grandmother took care of her before she was ten years old, and I took her alone after she was ten. What were you doing then? You were with your actor lover Happy and happy, right?"
"Lin Duanzheng, you bastard!" Hai Yao yelled and hung up the phone bang.
Lin Duanzheng was so angry that the veins on his forehead were rising, and he wanted to fight to continue fighting with his ex-wife. At this time, a stewardess walked over and said gently:
"Mr., the plane is about to take off, please turn off your phone temporarily."
Lin Duanzheng had to give up the idea of fighting again and turned off the machine angrily.
...
"Lin Yao, what kind of person is your mother?"
An hour later, in Lin Yao's apartment, Fang Xiaole suddenly asked Lin Yao.
Mo Yan and Fangfang have gone to Tianhai Company. Because of the temporary decision to participate in "My Girlfriend", Lin Yao's schedule needs to be adjusted.
However, with Lin Yao's current status as the first sister of Tianhai Company, the problem should not be big.
Mo Yan and Fangfang stayed up all night last night and were not in good spirits. Zhang Zhiqin acted as the driver and drove Lin Yao's nanny car to send them there.
Lin Yao will resume work tomorrow. There are a lot of schedules to come. Today is one of the few before the Spring Festival. The two can stay together.
"My mother?"
Lin Yao looked a little unprepared, and her eyes flickered.
"You, why did you suddenly ask about my mother coming?"
Fang Xiaole looked at her with a serious expression on his face.
"You never told me about your family, and you didn't tell me in advance about your father's coming to Kyoto, so you almost got caught back to Yancheng. Do you not trust me?"
"No, no, I, I..."
Lin Yao waved her hands again and again, anxiously trying to explain.
"Look, I told you all about the situation in my family, but you still kept it from me. This behavior should be punished!"
Fang Xiaole deliberately scowled.
"punishment?"
Lin Yao was stunned.
"Yes!" Fang Xiaole nodded: "Why, you don't want to? Or do you think it's right to hide me?"
"No, no, how do you want to punish?"
Lin Yao bit her lip and lowered her head aggrievedly.
"Just spank a few times."
Fang Xiaole endured a smile.
"what?"
Lin Yao opened her mouth wide, her cheeks flushed suddenly.
"Yes, can you exchange other punishments?"
Fang Xiaole continued to sternly: "No."
The expression on Lin Yao's face changed, and finally she stood up slowly, turned her back to Fang Xiaole, slightly bent over, and cocked her ass.
"You lighten it."
She turned her head to look at Fang Xiaole, her big eyes were filled with watery mist, her small mouth was shrunk, and she begged softly and timidly.
Cough!
Fang Xiaole almost choked on his saliva. He was just joking, but he didn't expect Lin Yao to actually do it.
After that, did she make any excessive demands, this stupid girl would not hesitate to do what he said?
This is too much, right?
Fang Xiaole quickly stood up and helped Lin Yao to sit on the sofa again.
"Are you stupid, I was joking with you, if Uncle Lin knows that I hit your ass, he won't be able to use the knife to cut me?"
Lin Yao blinked and said hesitantly, "Are you really kidding?"
Then he cocked his butt slightly, and said quietly: "Don't worry, I won't tell my dad."
Fang Xiaole was speechless, thinking that he couldn't joke with Lin Yao casually in the future, this silly girl often took her words too seriously.
He explained a few more words, finally convinced Lin Yao that he was joking just now, and then said seriously:
"I found that Uncle Lin seems...can't let go of your mother. How did they separate back then?"
Lin Yao's eyes dimmed slightly when she heard Fang Xiaole's words, and she spoke softly:
"When I was a child, my father and mother often quarreled, because grandma lives with us, so they will converge a little.
After my grandmother passed away, my mother didn’t go home very much, but they didn’t get a divorce for me. They didn’t go through the divorce procedures quietly until I entered high school.
They thought I didn’t know, but I skipped class that day and followed them quietly.
I remember that when I got home that day, my mother bought a lot of my favorite dishes and made a big table. It was still snowing outside that day.
Our family of three pretended to be very happy, and that was the last reunion dinner we had together..."
Lin Yao was talking, a layer of mist rose in her eyes, Fang Xiaole gently embraced her shoulders, Lin Yao leaned in his arms, and continued:
"Later, my mother left home. At the beginning, she would visit me from time to time, but when I was in my second year of high school, I heard that she married an actor.
After my father found out, he lost his temper, and since then he never allowed my mother to see me again."
Hearing this, Fang Xiaole suddenly realized: "This is why Uncle Lin hates the entertainment industry so much? It turns out that his rival in love was an actor."
Lin Yao nodded: "Yes, I heard my father once said that his mother left this home because of the actor, so my father has always hated people in the entertainment industry."
Could it be that father-in-law was green back then?
Fang Xiaole couldn't help but sympathize with Lin Tuanzheng a little, no wonder he was so extreme.
"After I finished the college entrance examination, I heard that the actor died of a serious illness. My father seemed to have visited his mother, but I don't know what happened to them? My father has been in a bad mood since he came back.
After I went to college, my mother would transfer a living allowance to me every month, but I never accepted it.
It wasn't until I couldn't help calling her that that day, that she had already had a daughter. This is probably why she never came to me.
In fact, my dad has never forgotten his mother, but every time he talks with his mother on the phone, he always quarrels. The two of them will probably never get together."
Lin Yao's eyes drooped and Fang Xiaole hugged her lightly. For a while, the atmosphere in the living room was peaceful and warm.
Suddenly, a cell phone rang, breaking the silence.
Lin Yao picked up the phone, her eyes flashed with surprise.
"Is it mom?"