One Hundred Days of Hidden Marriage: Young Emperor, spoiled by heaven!

After Han Yu left, Zhuang Chuchu simply tidied up the room, took a shower, and lay down on the bed with his tired body.She put on the blindfold and thought about the recent events, and fell asleep unknowingly.

"Where am I?" Zhuang Chuchu looked at the hazy picture.

"Chuchu, what are you doing here? Come eat soon." A man about 45 or six years old, with slightly white hair at the sideburns, thick and neat eyebrows, and a blue apron around his waist.

"Father!" Zhuang Chuchu looked at the man in front of him in disbelief.

"My child, why are you standing there, come and sit down and eat!" Zhuang's father looked at her with a smile.

Zhuang Chuchu's tears rolled down the corners of her eyes.

She wiped her tears, sniffed her nose and sat down, "Hey! Here we come."

Zhuang's father kept picking up vegetables for her, "This child, why has he become so thin recently!"

Zhuang Chuchu ate the food desperately, tears gushed out instantly.

Zhuang's father looked at Zhuang Chuchu kindly, and tidied her hair.

Zhuang Chuchu rushed to hug his father, but Zhuang's father suddenly disappeared.

Zhuang Chuchu was trembling on the huge bed, and her tears had already soaked the pillow.

Zhuang Chuchu's dream suddenly changed, she came to the manor full of dandelions, and saw a little girl in a pink dress running towards her, and she passed through her body.

"Father, hurry up, look, they are all flying up." The childish voice of the little girl rang in my ears.

Zhuang Chuchu looked at them with relief, and she recalled that this was when she was a child, and her father often took her to Dandelion Manor when she was a child, and his father told her.

"Chu Chu, have you seen these flying dandelions? These are dandelion seeds, no matter where they fall, new dandelions will bloom, just like Dad's love for you, no matter where Dad is, he will treat you love never changes."

The picture in Zhuang Chuchu's mind coincided with the sound, the little girl was hugged by her father, the picture was so warm.

Zhuang Chuchu sat up from the bed suddenly, and she hugged herself with her hands crossed.

Looking at the bright sky, Zhuang Chuchu realized that she was dreaming. She wiped away the remaining tears in the corner of her eyes, got up and walked to the bathroom.

After packing up, Zhuang Chuchu took her bag and went out. She decided to visit her father in prison.

Zhuang Chuchu came to the side of the road and waved, a taxi stopped in front of her, she opened the door and got in the car.

"Where are you going, girl?" The taxi driver looked at Zhuang Chuchu through the rearview mirror.

Zhuang Chuchu put her chin in her hand and looked out the window: "Go to Baihu Prison."

The taxi headed slowly towards the destination.

About an hour later, the car stopped at the gate of Baihu Prison. Zhuang Chuchu opened the door and got out of the car.

Zhuang Chuchu walked into the prison with heavy steps.

"Hello, I'm here to visit my father. Here is his visit card." Zhuang Chuchu handed the visit card to the director of the prison.

The director glanced at Zhuang Chuchu, then at the visit card and opened the door.

The director was talking on the phone, and Dad Zhuang came out after a while.

Seeing her father coming out, Zhuang Chuchu hurried up to hold his hand, but was stopped by the prison guards.

Zhuang Chuchu had no choice but to sit back and sit in front of the phone, watching her emaciated father, her tears fell involuntarily.

Zhuang Chuchu picked up the phone with trembling hands.