Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

I was wondering if I could use my cultivation to regenerate?

"This finger will be broken if it breaks. Dad doesn't care." Xin Xiaotian saw Xin Miaomiao looking at his hand all the time with a thoughtful expression on his face, and he guessed what she was going to do, and said indifferently.

"How can you not care?" Xin Miaomiao glared at him softly again, thinking that he was reluctant to part with that little cultivation, and explained seriously: "Father, now that Xin Ziwen is dead, nothing can threaten Miaomiao and Qiqi. Losing a little cultivation base is nothing."

"You have lost a lot of weight with him during this period of time, and your health must also be bad. Miao Miao's cultivation is better than medical skills. I will give you some cultivation later, and you will live a long life. No, it should mean that you can live as long as you want!"

Xin Miaomiao and Mo Ziqi had discussed it on the way back.

After a while, they will develop and repair the island, and then they will leave City C, and the whole family will move to that island, where no one will bother them, so it is best to live in seclusion.

In the future, if the children grow up, it is up to them if they want to go out of the island, as they like.

Xin Xiaotian only has her one daughter, so she definitely wants to go with them. As for whether Xin Furong wants to leave and go with them, that's up to her.

They also plan to bring Yang Rong's ashes back to the island, and that island will be their home in the future, their forever home!

"I can live as long as I want, and my father is not a thousand-year-old bastard." Xin Xiaotian smiled, his heart was very ironed, knowing that she was filial, he reached out to rub the top of her head lovingly, and looked at Mo Ziqi standing behind her .

Mo Ziqi glanced at him, knew what he meant, turned around and went out, and closed the door for them by the way.

"Father?" Xin Miaomiao looked suspiciously at the closed door, then turned to look at Xin Xiaotian.

"Miao Miao." Xin Xiaotian looked at his only daughter, the love in his eyes was overflowing.

In his whole life, he only loved one woman, and that was Yang Rong.

In his life, he has only one child, Xin Miaomiao.

He has treated his children and women badly in many ways, but... His love for them has never been less.

If he can, he is willing to dedicate his life to life, and only hopes that his daughter will be peaceful and happy in the future.

"Miao Miao, Dad is talking to you, don't worry, just listen to Dad quietly, okay?" Xin Xiaotian gently touched his daughter's small face and said softly.

"Father?" Xin Miaomiao blinked at him, subconsciously frowned, feeling a little uneasy.

"Dad has been a failure all his life. When he married your mother, he said he wanted to make her happy, but he didn't do it. He kept making her feel wronged until she died. She was not at ease. These are all things that my father did not do well."

Speaking of the past events in the dust year, especially the matter about Yang Rong, Xin Xiaotian felt heartbroken, as if a knife was constantly twisting his heart.

According to others, when such a beautiful woman married him back then, he was simply blind.

When he married her, he told himself that he must make her happy and let others know that her choice was not wrong.

but.

The results of it?

It started when she was pregnant with Xin Miaomiao.

He was making her sad.

In the end, he even died without resting his eyes.

He owed Yang Rong, and he would never be able to pay it back in his life.