On the day of the blind date, I got a license with the president and my boss

Jiang Shu's gaze stopped just like that, and he couldn't move any further.

The familiar sandalwood scent hit her face, she said...why is it so familiar.

...Fu Shiyan, it really is him.

Jiang Shu's eye sockets turned red involuntarily. She had thought about the scene of reuniting with him hundreds, even thousands of times.

But I never thought that it would be in such a way...

"Jiang Shu, you are finally here..."

A slightly hoarse voice came.

He clearly turned his back to her, but he seemed certain that the person who came must be her.

Jiang Shu's hands on both sides were silently clenched together. She tried her best to restrain her impulse and just asked, "Where's the grape? Where did you take her?"

Fu Shiyan turned around and looked at each other. Although they were only tens of meters away, they seemed to be separated by an insurmountable ditch.

It's been two years...

Some things seem to have changed, and some things don't seem to change.

"Who is Putao?" Fu Shiyan recovered his voice, looked at her in a daze, and asked straight to the point.

Although he roughly guessed the answer, he still wanted to get a confirmation from her.

"Pao is my daughter and has nothing to do with you."

Jiang Shu directly denied it.

The taste of duplicity is uncomfortable, but she is still sure of her persistence.

Unexpectedly, her words were like a thunderbolt, which hit Fu Shiyan's left heart with pain.

"Is it really okay?" Fu Shiyan's voice was a little choked up, and when he asked this, his eyes were in a daze.

The memory pulled him back to two hours ago...

"Sir, don't you want to go?" Secretary Huo couldn't help reminding Fu Shiyan when he saw Fu Shiyan staring at the grapes not far away in a daze.

Fu Shiyan Weizheng.

He clearly felt the rhythm of his own heartbeat, a little timid and a little expectant, "You said, she really..." Could it be their daughter?

Fu Shiyan didn't go on.

Secretary Huo understood his thoughts, looked at Putao, and said, "Sir, you already have the answer in your heart, don't you?"

Fu Shiyan walked up to Little Putao.

At this moment, she was stacking building blocks regularly, and her appearance of serious thinking was very similar to that of Fu Shiyan.

"Grape?"

He called her softly.

For fear of disturbing her.

heard.

Putao raised her eyes and saw Fu Shiyan, her eyes couldn't help showing surprise, "Uncle, why are you here?"

The soft and waxy voice made Fu Shiyan's heart tremble involuntarily.

The sense of intimacy between the blood surged up, and for a moment, the man was a little at a loss.

"Pao, I'm not an uncle, but a father."

dad?

The movement of Putao's hands stopped, and Yuan Gulu's eyeballs rolled, obviously showing joy.

The little mouth opened and closed and said, "Uncle, have you accepted my suggestion and are willing to be my father?"

Fu Shiyan shook his head gently, stretched out his hand and touched her little head, the little meat dumpling is so cute and tight, as if it was going to melt his whole heart, "It's not your father, I... it's you father."

Little Putao looked puzzled.

Obviously some disbelief.

Although she likes this handsome uncle in front of her very much, but...

Just when she was hesitating, Fu Shiyan took out a wallet from the left jacket pocket, and there was a slightly yellowed photo in it.

"This...is the photo on my marriage certificate with your mother." It was also one of the few group photos he found.

In the past two years, he has kept it properly and carried it with him.