Time and you are my fault

Shi Yi was the news of Chu Yi, only Lian Shaosi and the two children knew about it.

Star was dumbfounded, she didn't know why her mother suddenly became a woman with another name, it seemed that she was still Zong Jiashu's real mother.

At that time, Zong Yanzu was sitting opposite to Star, and he looked at the little girl with a complicated expression.

He has doubts in his heart, Chu Wanxing is well raised in Qiao's house, who is this girl in front of him?
But soon, he dismissed this idea. Chu Yi's memory can be erased, so it is not difficult for Chu Wanxing to be transferred.

Zong Yanzu had experienced star's precocious character, so he talked to her straight to the point.

Treat her not as a child, but as an independent adult and treat her equally.

"Star, I'm going to do a paternity test with you now." The man said in a deep voice, looking at the little girl's immature face.

Star didn't seem to have any objections, and before Zong Yanzu asked, he took the initiative to pull out three or four hairs from his head and handed them to him, "Yes."

The man's hand on the table slowly tightened.

He didn't know what kind of life their mother and son had lived in the past four years, which caused the little girl in front of him to be different from ordinary people.

A child of the same age is at the age of acting like a baby with his parents, but he has seen her take care of his mother familiarly.

"You..." He paused, and added what was left to say, "How have you been doing these past few years?"

"Did you not have the courage to ask mom?" The little guy asked with his head tilted while supporting his face.

Zong Yanzu's face was tense, and he was stabbed in his mind.

"That depends on who you compare with." The little guy sighed, "She is very busy."

"Too busy to accompany me to kindergarten, no time to hold parent-teacher meetings for me, she has washed dishes in restaurants, and written manuscripts for newspapers part-time, she will make me a lot of money and buy a lot of gifts."

"In order to maintain her figure, she didn't eat well and overeat, saying that she wouldn't get fat this way."

"She often practiced stepping all night. Before she came to China, she often suffered from insomnia."

"she……"

"Xing Xing." The little girl's voice was suddenly interrupted, as if she couldn't listen anymore, or rather, she didn't dare to listen.

From the first sentence, his heart was chopped like an axe.

Washing dishes in a restaurant...

How could she have experienced such hardship in the living environment since she was a child.

Even after the two got married, she often cooks, but often relies on him to wash the dishes.

She said that she hated tidying up the battlefield and cleaning up greasy dishes in her life.

So the housemaid will do it all.

"When she thinks about it, go ask her yourself, you have to talk about it." Star sincerely suggested.

She slid off the chair, took two steps towards the door, and suddenly stopped, "So, you may be my father?"

Zong Yanzu was stunned.

The word "father" shouted from the girl's mouth made his heart tremble.

In fact, he has a feeling. He doesn't like children very much, but in Holland Manor, seeing that little figure often come to pick flowers, not only does he not feel disgusted, he even looks forward to her arrival every day, which makes the servants even more happy. Open the door for her to come in and out.

From the first time she took the initiative to hold his hand, from the time she took the initiative to hug him, he always liked this feeling.

Is this what everyone said, father and daughter united heart?
"Actually, I liked you very much the first time I saw you." The little girl suddenly smiled and rolled her eyes, "So, if you are my father, it's not bad."

After speaking, he waved his little hand and left the room.

The room fell silent, Zong Yanzu looked at the soft strands of hair on the table.

The afternoon sun soaked the eyebrows and eyes, softening them.

He covered his face with his hands and let out a very light smile.

It will take 24 hours for the paternity test report to come out. During this time, he guards Chu Yi closely.

Although she was awake, she could not speak or move.

Chuy spent this time thinking about a lot of questions.

What method did Shi Jing use to make her replace the memory of Zong Yanqi with his, and why did he do this?

Also, what happened to Zong Yanzu in the past four years?
Before these things were clarified, she planned not to tell Zong Yanxuan that she had recovered her memory.

At 06:30, Zong Yanzu came in with dinner.

Her bed was rocked, and she leaned against the head of the bed weakly.

Zong Yanzu lowered his eyes, opened the lunch box, pinched the spoon with thin white fingers, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew on it, and handed it to her mouth, "Open your mouth."

Chuy didn't look at him, and opened her mouth to eat the food.

The two maintained a tacit silence, he fed and she ate.

It seems that time has returned to the past at once.

In the past, she had a cold and got sick, and he took care of himself just like he does now.

Thinking about it, the tears got out of control again.

When he saw it, he hurriedly pulled the tissue to wipe away her tears, "Is it burning?"

She shook her head.

"Chest hurts again? I'll ask the doctor to prescribe some painkillers." As he spoke, he got up from the chair, but he didn't take a step forward.

The woman's hand grabbed the corner of his clothes, her fingertips were pale and bloodless.

His eyes fixed on her fingers, extending along the arm to her face.

Seeing the panic in her eyes, at that moment, the apex of her heart seemed to be stung by a bee, and her breathing was instantly blocked.

"I'm not leaving." The man's deep voice spread in the room, flowing slowly like a spring.

"Don't be afraid, I won't go." He rubbed her hair with his hand.

In this life, I will never leave.
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In a room shrouded in darkness, the man pinched the glass with his long fingers, and the red liquid sloshing inside gave off a strange color.

"Sir, don't you want to go and see Miss Shi? After she fell into the water, she had serious physical problems." Pang Da cautiously persuaded her.

Shi Jing drank all the wine in the glass in one gulp.

"Sir, stop drinking, your body..."

"It's okay." A hoarse voice filled the room.

He got up from the sofa, the sound of cloth rubbing was extremely harsh in the silent room.

He stood by the window, looking at the long dragon of lights downstairs, and the hurried pedestrians coming and going under the long dragon.

Everyone has a destination, or a company, or a restaurant, or a hospital, or a home.

Where is he going.

On the phone interface, it was a message from Chu Yi.

She said she wanted to see him.

So, his destination is her.

At three o'clock in the afternoon the next day, Zong Yanzu got the paternity test report.

He and star are father-daughter relationship.

It seemed to be expected, but enough to keep him restless for a long time.

When he saw the little girl's face, he was a little afraid to touch it.

is his daughter.

It's his and Chewie's daughter.

At this moment, perhaps he should be thankful that he bought the tulip manor back then, so that the later stars could get in touch with him.

The little guy took the initiative to walk to him, raised his head and asked, "So, are you my father?"

Zong Yanzu squatted down and looked at her at the same level, with a soft and warm light in his eyes.

He nodded.

The little guy suddenly showed a bright smile, and then opened his little hands, "Is that so, you should hug me?"

Zong Yanzhu was taken aback for a moment, then threw away the paper report in his hand, and hugged the little girl into his arms.

Her little arms are soft, and her body is also very fragrant.

Obviously they are all children, but they are completely different from Jiashu when they are hugged.

"Stars." He tightened his arms and rested his chin on her small shoulders.

After he felt the back of his head being gently stroked by a small hand, a man in his 30s had red eyes.

"You adults are always sentimental, but I don't. I think this is something to be happy about."

The little girl's crisp voice rang in my ears.

Zong Yanchu smiled, patted him on the back, and picked her up from the ground, "Then... Dad, take you and Mom home, okay?"

The little guy thought for a while, "Not yet, I still have something to do."

"what's up?"

The little guy smiled mysteriously.