Ji Wei gradually cald down a lot under Gu Moqian’s soothing.
"Can I talk to her alone?"
The middle-aged man spoke again, looking much kinder. He had been speaking to Ji Wei in Chinese from the start, but it was a bit stuttered and not very fluent, probably because he hadn’t spoken it in a long, long ti.
Ji Wei instinctively clenched the hem of Gu Moqian’s T-shirt, like a sowhat bewildered child.
When Gu Moqian looked down at her, he saw the strong unease in her clear eyes, which stirred his desire to protect her.
His expression shifted slightly, and he raised his hand to gently pat her back again, his tone becoming a bit more gentle: "It’s okay. Don’t force yourself. If you don’t want to stay here, we’ll leave."
His aning was clear: as long as she said she wanted to go, he would definitely take her away.
Even if the other party was an influential political figure in this country.
Ji Wei had never told Gu Moqian about her biological father, so he surely didn’t know the intricate relationship between the middle-aged man and her.
But if she really left like this, Ji Wei felt it would be inappropriate.
The middle-aged man’s power was evident, and he might co after her a second or third ti... He likely wouldn’t give up until he achieved his goal.
She didn’t want Gu Moqian to stand up for her ti and again. This was sothing she had to face, and escaping wouldn’t solve the problem.
Ji Wei’s mind was in turmoil. After a brief silence, she nearly bit her lower lip till it turned white, then clung to the man beside her and slowly stood up.
She looked at the middle-aged man, her gaze exceptionally calm, "I’ll talk to you."
As soon as Ji Wei spoke, the middle-aged man’s face relaxed a bit, and he looked at her with gratitude, clearly sowhat surprised and pleased.
And Gu Moqian, with deep eyes, silently asked her: Have you really thought it through?
"Mo Qian, wait for for a mont. I’ll co to find you once I’m done talking with him." Ji Wei’s lips curved into a slight smile, trying to make her tone sound more relaxed.
Gu Moqian looked at her quietly for a while before nodding: "I’ll be right outside the door, call if you need anything."
Ji Wei gratefully curled her lips into a smile and replied solemnly, "Okay!"
In front of the French window stood the father and daughter eting for the first ti in their lives.
Ji Wei looked at the bright lights outside and the beach not far away where people were still playing, and mustered the courage to speak first: "Did my father tell you? He told you I ca here."
If Ji Yunli hadn’t disclosed sothing in advance, how could the middle-aged man have found her so quickly?
Ji Wei didn’t bla Ji Yunli. Maybe Ji Yunli was afraid she would retreat and not take the initiative to find her biological father, so he secretly gave a little push.
My father.
These two words made the middle-aged man’s heart tremble fiercely. He replied in a voice suppressing surging emotions: "Yes, Mr. Ji told . He’s a good man, and he raised you well."
But the fact that Ji Yunli and Wanfei had been married once was like a stone blocking his heart, a hurdle he couldn’t get over.
Ji Wei continued from where he left off: "So, there’s only one person in my heart whom I call Dad. Without him, there would be no ."
The aning of this sentence was very clear. The middle-aged man beside them didn’t speak for a while, looking sowhat desolate. After a good while, he managed a faint smile: "I understand. I ca to find you not to take you away from Mr. Ji. He raised you for twenty years; your bond is thicker than blood, and you might be happier by his side. I just wanted to see you once to fulfill a wish... I owe too much to Wanfei and you, and I can never make it up in this lifeti..."
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