Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

On the way here, Yang Qianyu imagined the appearance of the founder of Wanzhuo Mythology.

It must be a face with a strong aura and a prestige without anger.

But seeing it now, it was different from what she had imagined.

According to seniority and age, that Zhuo Dong should be over 55 no matter what.

But the person sitting in the gazebo, judging from his face, was in his early forties at most.

Because his hair is black, his eyes are piercing, his body is upright, as straight as a pine and cypress, except for the slight lines at the corners of his eyes, his appearance and posture are not greasy or old-fashioned at all.

His facial features are very handsome, he is the kind of refined and upright handsome, which is different from Feng Moyan and Zhuo Yilin.

There is also the aura and indifference in him that has been condensed over the years, which young people like Feng Moyan don't have.

Yang Qianyu is not good at gossip, but seeing Zhuo Dong himself now, she can suddenly understand Fei Xue's feeling of being overwhelmed and unable to walk every time he sees the handsome guy he likes.

However, she is completely admiring and admiring Zhuo Dong in front of her, and she absolutely does not have those messy feelings.

——After all, anyone who is older can be her father.

Uncle He, the owner of the private kitchen, is also there.

Seeing the boss appeared, he looked at his old buddy as if he had lost his soul, and the old buddy looked at the little girl as if he had "love at first sight", so he couldn't help but coughed tactically.

"Cough-cough-"

Yang Qianyu immediately came back to her senses, aware of her gaffe, her cheeks were uncontrollably hot and red.

Zhuo Yilin had already walked to her side, but seeing her staring at her father in a daze, she didn't have the nerve to interrupt.

Seeing her recovering now, he raised his hand: "This is my father, Zhuo Yueluan. He wants to buy the courtyard house, and I'm just running errands."

Yang Qianyu nodded politely: "Mr. Zhuo, hello."

Zhuo Yueluan's life was extremely legendary, he had seen all kinds of turbulent waves, not to mention all kinds of ladies and ladies, but he had never had such a moment when he lost his mind like this.

Looking at the young and beautiful girl in front of her, every frown and smile, every eyebrow and look, all highly overlap with the face buried deep in the memory.

He thought he was going back in time.

Thinking that his pearl has not fallen, and is walking towards him alive.

But the sentence "Hello, Mr. Zhuo" shattered his fantasy.

The beauty in front of her is not the pearl she used to be after all.

"Dad!" Zhuo Yilin reminded him in a low voice when he saw his father staring at him distractedly.

Zhuo Yueluan just woke up like a dream, and in the blink of an eye, all the emotions on his face disappeared in an instant.

"Hello." Zhuo Yueluan still stared at Yang Qianyu, but his gaze was restrained a little, restraining all those excited and complicated emotions.

"Sit down, kid." He stretched out his hand to signal, he didn't treat Yang Qianyu as a stranger, but like an elder meeting a relative's younger generation for the first time, with a kind and peaceful expression on his face.

Yang Qianyu listened to the phrase "children", and then thought about the loss of manners of this Zhuo Dong just now, and he became more and more sure that the relationship between him and his mother was definitely not normal.

If the mother had loved such a humble, polite and gentle man, then her life would be less regretful.

But, since I loved it, why didn't I cultivate it to a positive result?

The Zhuo Dong in front of him is compared with Yang Guohua who is in prison. If there is a comparison, the surname Yang is not even worthy of carrying shoes for others.

Although she is Yang Guohua's own daughter, she does not hesitate to think so.

"Miss Ruan, sit down." Zhuo Yilin pulled back the rattan chair and reminded again.

Boss He who was standing beside him smiled and said, "Okay, let's talk slowly, I'm going to prepare the ingredients for the evening."

Yang Qianyu was about to get up to see him off again, but was stopped by the boss He, "You sit down, you're welcome."

Zhuo Yueluan stared at Yang Qianyu, looked up and down again, and said, "You are very similar to your mother when she was young, but your mother's temper is not as strong as yours."

Since he took the initiative to mention his mother who had passed away for many years, Yang Qianyu was not polite, turned to look at Zhuo Yueluan, and cut straight to the point: "Mr. Zhuo, are you familiar with my mother? What... was your relationship? "

Zhuo Yilin made tea, handed it to Qian Yu, refilled his father's teacup, and sat quietly on the side.

Zhuo Yueluan looked at the bubbles rising from the tea in the cup, and seemed to be thinking about whether to tell the truth.

After a short silence, he said: "Your mother and I... really have an unusual relationship, we have loved each other before."

really!

Hearing this answer, Yang Qianyu was not surprised.

"Then... why did you break up?"

Zhuo Yueluan took a sip of tea, and waited for the cup to fall before saying: "We haven't broken up."

Seeing Yang Qianyu's surprised face and puzzled eyes, he elaborated a bit more: "We didn't break up, but I had to leave because of the mission I shouldered. After a few years, I came back...she has already Marry and be a woman, even you have already been born."

"What do you mean? You mean, my mother abandoned you?"

"You can't say that. After all, if you lose contact with anyone for so long, you will think that person is gone. When I came back, I was actually a little afraid to see your mother. I was afraid that she would wait for me and delay my youth. Seeing that she is married, I heard that her husband is quite capable, and she can be considered a rich wife, so I am quite relieved."

Yang Qianyu still had a strange expression on her face, as if she didn't understand these words, but also seemed to doubt them.

Zhuo Yueluan could also understand her mood, smiled and said: "It's all old things, let me just mention it casually. Don't worry, I didn't mean to blame your mother, otherwise I wouldn't even think about buying that little place. Courtyard. You are Mingzhu's daughter, her only daughter, from now on...you can treat me as a distant uncle, and you can come to me anytime if you have any difficulties or problems."

Yang Qianyu's mind was a little confused.

She is in trouble now and wants to find him to solve it.

But before she figured out the confusion in her heart, she couldn't speak rashly.

"Zhuo Dong, may I ask, do you still remember my mother in your heart?"

"Son, you can call me Uncle Zhuo. As I said, you can treat me as a distant uncle. As for your question, I can also answer it clearly. Yes, I have always missed your mother in my heart, but I never thought of it." , she has been dead for so many years."

Yang Qianyu's face fluctuated a little, and his tone became a little excited, "Since you miss it, why did you come here now? Since you came back back then, why didn't you look for my mother? She was not doing well in that house. Well, at such a young age, she was so angry that she became sick..."

In fact, in Yang Qianyu's mind, the impression of her mother Ruan Mingzhu was already very shallow.

But she still clearly remembers how her mother felt in agony every day after she was hospitalized, when her life was on the verge of death...

Zhuo Yueluan saw that she suddenly lost control of her emotions, her eyes were red, and she frowned distressedly: "Yes... I should have found her a few years ago, but... I also have my own family. Before I return to being single, I can't betray you. own family."

Seeing Yang Qianyu's appearance, Zhuo Yilin quickly took out a tissue and handed it to her, and couldn't help explaining: "My mother divorced my father last year, and he came to Jiangcheng soon after he became single again, and also went to Guzhen to see it. Been several times."