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The construction plan of the Foggy Valley project has come to an end, and the Weiguang consulting team left first, leaving the Fengrui investment team and some specially invited geological experts, architectural designers and other professionals to finalize the implementation plan and modeling drawings.

On the day of the farewell, Qiu Le specially made a hearty breakfast, and everyone ridiculed: "I won't be able to eat Lao Qiu's good cooking in the future, and I miss it very much."

Bai Rui was unusually silent and concentrated on eating.

"Then welcome back to Fog Valley." Although Qiu Le was answering everyone, his eyes were always on her.

After everyone had finished eating and each carried their luggage to get on the bus, he summoned up the courage to stop Bai Rui who was at the end of the line.

"Bon Voyage."

"Thank you."

Qiu Le hesitated and took out the wooden carving gift hidden behind him. From the inside to the outside, even the packaging wooden box and the hemp rope were all handmade by him.

"Meeting once, commemorative ceremony."

Bai Rui froze and didn't reach out his hand, "But I'm not going to return the gift."

"The giver doesn't ask for anything in return." Qiu Le smiled honestly, "I hope you like it."

Bai Rui felt warm in his heart, it was really as simple as his theory of savior.It's just that different paths lead to different destinations, and each has an existence that cannot be abandoned, so why be stubborn.

"Thanks." She took it neatly, stuffed it into the bag, and left without looking back.

Qiu Le hid the disappointment in his eyes, waved goodbye to everyone with a smile, and also sent away the soul dwelling in his heart.

On the return flight, Lin Xiyou was still sitting in the same row as Song Ziyuan, but she was clearly absent-minded.

"Thank you."

Song Ziyuan thanked her for no reason, and pulled her attention back.

"Ok?"

"It's hard to satisfy my feelings." He stretched out his hand and smoothed the small mountain between her eyebrows.

Lin Xiyou understood it instantly, and turned her face away blushingly, "I asked Wei Ba secretly, and he said that it was your childhood dream to build a parent-child paradise."

"You two still have a little secret." He purposely cast a strange look, and glanced at Wei Ba in the back seat.

Before she opened her mouth, she heard him turn around and talk to himself, "Okay, I know you are worried about me and afraid that I will be sad, so you dare not ask."

"Remember, if you have any questions in the future, you can ask me. I don't have any little secrets with you anymore." He earnestly raised three fingers to promise, and also apologized in disguise for the little deception before.

"En." She frowned and nodded obediently.

"how about you?"

"..."

Dare has been feeling for a long time, and she is here to talk, but she doesn't want to tell the truth, the road ahead is dangerous, and she can't let him take risks without thinking about his own safety.

"I didn't give a guarantee letter." She cleverly changed the subject: "So, why do you want to have a parent-child paradise."

Song Ziyuan paused, paused for a moment, and opened the memory box.

"Because my mother often said, when your father comes back, our family will go to the Children's Paradise to play. She will prepare a lot of snacks in advance and match us with clothes of similar colors. She is really looking forward to it, but until she This wish never came true.”

"At that time, naively, I always felt that with a children's paradise, I could have a happy family reunion."

"When I was young, I was very envious of other children who could ride on my father's neck and go to the playground. No matter how high I was thrown, I didn't have to be afraid of being thrown high, and my father's solid arms would hold me firmly. I often sat at the door, imagining myself Also having that happy sense of security.”

Lin Xiyou listened silently, and said slowly: "Actually, you still care about him very much in your heart."

Song Ziyuan paused and did not refute.

After a long time, he lowered his voice and revealed the truth: "Actually, I didn't blame him at first, and I also expected him."

"When I was young, my family was poor. He went out to work, suffered a lot, and stayed away from home all year round for the sake of his family. I can understand all these. He started from scratch in a foreign country overseas and made great achievements. I also admire him very much."

"But later, his business grew bigger and bigger, and his ambitions became more and more inflated. He completely ignored family, affection and everything, and only cared about his group business, money, power, fame and fortune."

"The most hateful thing is" he choked up for a while, and it took a long time to restrain the anger in his heart, "how dare he be ungrateful, leave his first wife who runs the family for him, and turn around and throw himself into the arms of other women. Just happened to be caught by my mother."

"Since then, my mother has been depressed, never said a word, never cried or made trouble, until she passed away, she never opened her mouth to say anything wrong about him in front of me."

"Why should he? Is he worthy?" Song Ziyuan's clenched fists were full of veins, "If I forgive him, how can I be worthy of my mother?"

"So, when I grew up, I accidentally found that diary in my mother's belongings. When I learned about these things, I never called him dad again, and I insisted on changing it to my mother's surname."

"Maybe it's a guilty conscience, or maybe he has another son, but he didn't stop him."

Lin Xiyou's eyes showed pain, she held his wrist with her left hand, and gently pried away his fingers with her right hand, and there were bruises and red marks on her palm.

She didn't say anything, just kneading slowly and intently, trying to smooth every dent in his palm.

"His rebuttal was a misunderstanding, and I didn't listen to his explanation."

After a long silence, Song Ziyuan spoke again calmly.

"If there is a misunderstanding, why not give the two parties a chance to reconcile? It must have been very hard for me for so many years." She persuaded softly.

"If it's really a misunderstanding, wouldn't it be very satisfying to torture him like this and let him atone for his sins?" His temper remained the same, but the hatred in his eyes was hard to concentrate, and there was even a hint of worry.

Ever since Song Ziyuan took the initiative to call the video report project that day, but Hao Li didn't answer it, he made up his mind and never called again.

And there was no sound from the other end, he even made indirect remarks on Wei Ba, but Wei Ba never received any news.

Obviously it was Hao Li who wanted to establish a call report with him, why did he just cut it off without any reason?

Song Ziyuan, who was speculating on the plane, didn't know that Hao Li was lying in the ICU on the other side of the ocean at the moment, struggling with an important failed contract.

A group of people stationed in Waiyueyu finally returned to Haishi. They didn't even care about the dinner, so they went home separately, rested, and spent time with their families.

Only Lin Xiyou found an excuse to send Song Ziyuan away, hurried home, put the suitcase away, packed a few things, and hurried to Xingshi.

Her mind was filled with one thing: Tomorrow is the anniversary of the death of Li Rongquan's mother.

In any case, she must rush to the public cemetery in Xingshi to meet Li Rongquan who has been hiding for a long time.

No matter what the price is, she will tear off Li Miao's disguise mask and expose his dirty face to the sun!