Leng Ai Princess VS Fengyun Fourth Prince

She tried her best to calm herself down and planned silently.

After thinking for a long time, she decided to go to the detention center to see her father.

She still doesn't believe that her father killed Han Zhi, she believes that there must be something hidden in it.

Only when Han Xiyan knows the truth, can he agree to let his father go.

She called the lawyer of Rong's consortium, and with the help of the lawyer, Nangong Minglu met Rong Baichuan smoothly.

Rong Baichuan was very calm, but still haggard a lot.

Seeing her father, who used to be a high-spirited and powerful man in the shopping mall, wear handcuffs, Nangong Minglu was heartbroken and willing to exchange his father's freedom.

"Father!" Nangong Minglu choked up and said, "Can you tell me why? Why do you stay here and refuse bail? Don't you know that my mother, brother and I miss you very much?"

"Little Lu! That incident was indeed my father's fault! Getting such a punishment is what I deserve, and I live here with peace of mind!"

"Father!" Nangong Minglu said painfully: "Do you want to leave such an impression on your daughter? Do you want your daughter to always think that you are a person who killed her friend and took her friend's widow forcibly? How can I hold my head up and be a man in those days? I'll be ashamed of you too!"

"Little Lu—"

Rong Baichuan was shocked by Nangong Minglu's words.

Maybe he is too selfish, he feels that he lives here very peacefully, and he feels that he can forgive sins here.

But what about his wife and children?

What kind of torment did they endure outside?

They have a right to know the truth!

The valve of memory was slowly opened, and the painful past appeared in front of my eyes one after another.

"Xiaoyan's father and I are college classmates and best friends! But later, because I did something wrong, Xiaoyan's mother began to reject me and dislike me, and the relationship between our two families gradually became estranged."

Rong Baichuan's eyes were dim, maybe all the misfortunes were caused by him!

"However, even though Xiaoyan's mother doesn't like me, your Uncle Han will still be with me secretly."

Rong Baichuan took a deep breath, suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart, and spoke slowly.

"On the day your Uncle Han had a car accident, Xiaoyan's mother Ding Yin was diagnosed with stomach cancer. Your Uncle Han was in a bad mood. He invited me to drink with him. He got very drunk."

"Ding Yin actually got stomach cancer. After I found out, I was very sad. I also drank a lot that day..."

"Your Uncle Han was very drunk. I wanted to see him off. He insisted on refusing to get into the car and closed the door. At that moment, I saw the tears in his eyes. I thought, he must miss me." If you see him crying, let him go."

Rong Baichuan hugged his head with both hands in pain, it was the worst decision he ever made in his life, he personally sent his friend to a dead end.

"The car just drove out of the parking lot, and there was a car accident..."

Rong Baichuan suddenly had a splitting headache, and the piercing brakes, crashes, and earth-shattering screams echoed in his ears again.

"I watched my best friend die in my arms..."

Until his death, Han Zhi could not rest in peace.

Han Zhi's blood flowed on his body, and flowed all over the ground...

He hugged Han Zhi's body and shouted to the sky!

If possible, he is willing to use a switch to go back in time.

In any case, he would not let the drunk Han Zhi drive away by himself...

"If I insist on sending him, he won't die!"

Rong Baichuan grabbed his hair in pain, everything was his fault!

"...Since your Uncle Han died, I have been blaming myself all the time, I have never been really happy..."

Rong Baichuan was talking intermittently, while Nangong Minglu listened in a daze.

It turned out that my father had carried such a heavy burden all these years.

And she didn't know anything.

"Xiaoyan's mother, knowing that she will die soon, begged me to marry her and let me become Xiaoyan's real father, so that if she leaves, Xiaoyan won't be left alone..."

Nangong Minglu suddenly looked up at his father.

It turned out that it was for this reason that my father abandoned his wife and daughter to marry Han Xiyan's mother!

Han Xiyan's mother was well-intentioned.

But her father endured the humiliation.

For so many years, I and my mother have never been able to forgive my father.

She always felt that it was her father who abandoned her mother and her.

However, today she realized that it was her father who suffered the most in her heart...

"Father!" Nangong Minglu's tears slipped down her pale cheeks, and she stretched out her hand to hold her father's hand tightly, "It's not your fault! You don't have to blame yourself... these years... you sacrificed so many……"

"Xiaolu," Rong Baichuan raised his head and looked at his daughter gently, "I never knew you hated Xiaoyan so much. I always thought that I gave him the best. I'm sorry for him..."

"Father,... I am sorry for you..."

Nangong Minglu felt so ashamed.

"Little Lu! Don't blame yourself. You were still young and couldn't tell right from wrong. Everything was my father's fault..." Rong Baichuan comforted his daughter.

"Father, I will rescue you!" Nangong Minglu said firmly.

"Xiao Lu, don't force yourself to make small talk. If he thinks I'll stay here, he'll be happy. I'd rather stay here for the rest of my life..." Rong Baichuan looked calm.

"Don't worry, Dad! I won't force him, I will make him happy," Nangong Minglu said softly, holding Dad's hand, "Dad, you must take good care of yourself, wait for me, I will definitely Will get you out!"

Coming out of the detention center, Nangong Minglu took out a small recording pen that had been secretly hidden in his pocket.

Lightly pressing the play button, the conversation between her and her father just now was played clearly and word for word.

If Han Xiyan heard this conversation, he should be able to forgive his father, right?

After all, Dad devoted all his energy to raising him for so many years, even a rock should be warmed up, right?

Nangong Minglu took out her mobile phone and dialed Han Xiyan's number after exhausting all her courage.

"Hey! Can we talk?"

"..."

"Okay! Now I'll go find you right away..."

Han Xiyan on the phone seemed to expect that she would look for him, and his cold and arrogant tone made Nangong Minglu almost flinch.

But, for her father's freedom, she can risk everything!

Dad has worked so hard for so many years, and now he has finally remarried with his mother. She must make the rest of his life happy for Dad!

Nangong Minglu took a deep breath and stopped a taxi.

In the depths of the white clouds.

The milky white castle stands cold and lonely.

It seems to be persistently waiting for something.

Nangong Minglu's legs seemed to be filled with lead, and it was difficult for him to move.

Every step took her a lot of courage.

When she walked in, she was drenched in sweat.

Han Xiyan stood facing the window, his haughty back was desolate and desolate, and he didn't see the joy of his wish being fulfilled at all.

He raised his head slightly and closed his eyes lightly.

There was a dazzling light, shining on his beautiful but slightly pale cheeks, it was so shockingly beautiful...

Nangong Minglu took a few steps forward, and could see Han Xiyan's profile.

She stared obsessively, thinking of Amy's words - the greatest artwork of this century.