Yao Huiqin took a firm hold of the bag in his hand, got out of the car, entered the teahouse, and came to the appointment box. Ding Han had arrived.

"Lady Huo." Ding Han got up and said hello.

Yao Huiqin saw this face that looks almost the same as Jian Xi. Even though she had made preparations in her heart, she couldn't help but feel excited, but after all, she had seen the world, and Yao Huiqin was still calm on the surface, "Miss Ding, take the liberty to ask you Meet, didn’t it bother you?”

Ding Han lightly twitched her lip corner, because she was usually more rigorous, and the grin seemed a bit stiff, "Today this weekend, I just have time."

The two of them sat down, and Yao Huiqin had a lot of things to say, but when she saw Ding Han, she remembered all the things she had done to Jian Xi before, and she couldn't say a word like she was stuck in her throat.

In the silent room, Ding Han's skillful warmer set tea, brew, pour tea, and finally put a small cup of tea in front of Yao Huiqin, "please drink tea."

This scene was too familiar, Yao Huiqin's heart was pulled by someone, and his eyes fell on Ding Han's hand without leaving.

Ding Han said: "Miss Tang has already told me that you miss the dead daughter-in-law too much, and I look very similar to your daughter-in-law, so you want to see me."

Yao Huiqin nodded, "Like, it's too much."

Ding Han lightly hooked his lips.

Yao Huiqin, "Even the smile is exactly the same."

The smile in Ding Han's mouth froze slightly, "It seems that the old lady and the daughter-in-law have a good relationship. The daughter-in-law is gone. You still care about her like this."

There was a dull pain in Yao Huiqin's heart, and he shook his head with a wry smile, "I care about it because of guilt, Xiaoxi is a good woman who is gentle and kind, but I have always looked down on her, and I have been against her everywhere, and finally... Such a tragedy..."

Yao Huiqin's eyes were a bit sour, so I didn't say anything. I lowered my head to drink tea and took a sip. My brows flicked slightly, and then nodded. "It tastes good, does Miss Ding like to drink tea?"

Ding Han shook his head and said honestly: "I don't like drinking tea."

"However, your technique of making tea is not like a novice. It is impossible to practice such a taste of tea in three years and five years, and I just noticed that you are very skilled in making tea."

Ding Han looked at his hand in doubt, and then took a cup of tea to take a sip of tea. It was rich and fragrant. The taste was sweet and the taste was really good.

Ding Han twisted his brows and couldn't believe it. "I went abroad 20 years ago. I only drink coffee and never drink tea. I don't know that the taste of the tea I brewed is so good."

"Have you stayed abroad?"

"Yes."

"Then when did you return home?"

"end of last year."

"Where is your hometown?"

"Fan City."

Yao Huiqin was surprised, and he was also a Fancheng man. "What's your father's name?"

"Ding Zhumin, but we have severed the relationship between father and daughter."

"Why break the relationship?"

"This..." Ding Han looked embarrassed.

This is when Yao Huiqin reacted and asked herself more, "It's really embarrassing, it's because I'm talkative."

Ding Han shook his head, picked up the tea cup and bowed his head to drink tea.

Yao Huiqin also said: "It's true that my daughter-in-law was involved in the accident, but I didn't find her body at that time. I kept holding a glimmer of hope and thought she might be alive, so I couldn't help asking more. sentence."

Ding Han nodded understandingly, looked at the watch on his hand, and seemed to be in a hurry.