“Sigh, let’s not talk about the past. From now on, let’s live a good life together and treat Doudou well. This is what I want to do.”
After Wen Zhehan finished speaking, he looked at Wandou. His eyes were already red, and he had been restraining his feelings. He said, “Doudou, I’m the one who let you down. I owe you 26 years of fatherly love. I don’t dare to hope that you can acknowledge me, but I still have a glimmer of hope. I hope that I can still hear you call me dad in my lifetime and not Principal Wen.”
After Wen Zhehan finished speaking, he covered his eyes with his hands. He was very upset. Perhaps it was because he had drunk alcohol that he could no longer control his feelings.
Hearing his words, Wan Dou felt sour in her heart. Although she had never lived with Wen Zhehan and had no feelings for him, she could not ignore blood ties.
Moreover, Wen Zhehan had never done anything that disgusted her. She believed that as long as she was given time, she would one day accept such a loving father.
Under the table, Mu Chenguang quietly held Wandou’s hand. Her hand was cold and slightly trembling.
He could feel that she was actually very excited. She was just pretending to be indifferent.
After dinner, Wen Zhehan was about to leave. Wandou did not say anything and only watched as Wen Zhehan left. As she looked at his staggering back, an indescribable complicated feeling arose in her heart.
Wen Zhehan had a little too much to drink and was walking unsteadily. Mother Wan saw it and created an opportunity to say, “Doudou, look, Mr. Wen is drunk. Why don’t you and Chenguang send him back together?”
“Okay, Auntie. Let’s send Uncle Wen back.”
Mu Chenguang did not drink and could drive. He pulled Wan Dou out and caught up with Wen Zhehan.
They ran to the elevator and it was about to close. Mu Chenguang quickly ran over and blocked the door.
The elevator door opened again. Mu Chenguang and Wan Dou both saw Wen Zhehan in the elevator. He fell down along the wall, tears streaming down his face.
He quickly wiped his tears when he saw them coming in. He wanted to get up but realized that he could not.
Mu Chenguang and Wan Dou helped him up. Wen Zhehan explained in a self-deprecating manner, “I drank too much and lost my composure. I made a fool of myself in front of you guys. Oh right, why did you guys come out?”
“Wan Dou and I are fine. We can send you off.”
When the elevator reached the first floor and opened, Wandou held his arm and warned him, “Be careful!”
Wen Zhehan did not say anything. He was touched.
“Wan Dou, why don’t you drive Uncle Wen’s car while I drive mine?” Mu Chenguang suggested.
Wan Dou thought about it and agreed. “Okay.”
Just like that, Wandou drove Wen Zhehan’s car out of the Bi Guiyuan Estate.
Mu Chenguang drove his sports car and followed behind.
On the way, Wan Dou did not say anything. Wen Zhehan sat in the back seat and could see the back of her head and the side of her face.
There seemed to be thousands of words in her heart, but she didn’t know where to start.
The two of them remained silent throughout the journey. Wan Dou turned on the GPS in the car and successfully navigated back to the Wen family home.
When they arrived at the main gate of the Wen family mansion, the guard recognized Wen Zhehan’s car and opened the door to let the car in. Mu Chenguang’s car followed them but was stopped outside. The guard had to check the information before letting them in.
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