On the day of the blind date, I had a flash marriage with CEO Qianyi

With Qinian's comfort, Lin Ting's sobs gradually became quieter and his breathing gradually stabilized.

Ever since this incident happened, Qi Nian never dared to let her take a taxi home alone. No matter how important things were in the company, he would put them down. When Lin Ting walked out of the company building, he would wait on the roadside in advance. With.

There can't be another accident.

Even if he is her biological father, he will not allow him to hurt her.

If Lin Ting doesn't want to see that person again, then he will be a bad person so that he can never appear in front of her again.

With Qi Nian's strict defense.

Lin Hongwei had no chance to appear in Lin Ting's sight again.

He changed his target to Lin Lang and went directly to the ceramic hand-painting museum.

"Welcome, come in and take a look."

Lin Lang said subconsciously when she saw someone coming in. When she saw the person's face clearly, she froze in place.

Lin Hongwei's voice trembled: "Lin Lang."

The smile on Lin Lang's face disappeared instantly, replaced by endless indifference.

"What are you doing here? You are not welcome here."

She said that she was going to drive Lin Hongwei out.

"Lin Lang, I'm dad, don't rush me away. I searched for you for a long time before I found you."

"Looking for me? What are you looking for? 20 years ago, when you left me to follow me, I thought you were dead. Why are you coming back now?"

"I know it was Dad who was wrong before, but Dad already knows that he was wrong. Can you give Dad a chance to make it up to you?"

Lin Lang didn't agree with him at all.

He sneered and looked him up and down. He was dressed in rags and looked no different from a homeless man. Unknowingly, he thought he was here to beg.

"What do you do to make up for it? Are you now rich and prosperous?"

Lin Hongwei lowered his head and glanced at himself, his eyes full of inferiority.

He shook his head and sighed: "No, I haven't had a good life these years."

Lin Lang laughed even louder.

"You are not having a good life, so you think of me and these two "troublemakers," right? Why, now that you are old and have no ability to make money, you want to find the daughter you abandoned before and give it to her. Are you retired?"

Lin Hongwei hurriedly explained: "No, I want to atone for my sins."

He seemed very sincere, but Lin Lang didn't buy it, so he picked up the broom and drove him out.

"Your best way to atone is to never appear in front of me or Tingting."

Lin Hongwei was kicked out, and Lin Lang quickly closed the door.

After a few seconds, she took out another piece of paper.

When Lin Hongwei saw her coming out, hope reignited on his face and he hurriedly approached.

"Lin Lang!"

Lin Lang glared at him angrily, motioned for him to stay away, and then put the paper in his hand on the door.

He pointed hard at the words on the paper at Lin Hongwei as a warning: Dogs and Lin Hongwei were not allowed to enter.

Lin Hongwei saw the words on it clearly, and once again took back his steps to get closer, his eyes full of loss and helplessness.

He ran over and asked curiously.

"Mom, who is that grandpa?"

Lin Lang looked back at Lin Hongwei, his voice filled with anger.

"A stinky beggar."

Then he turned around and told the employees in the store that in the future, whenever that person steps into the store, he will be kicked out with a broom immediately.

Lin Lang calmed down and sent a message to Lin Ting.

"Listen, I saw that guy."

Lin Ting picked up the phone.

Lin Lang didn't mention Lin Hongwei's name, but she had already guessed it.

"He went to the store?"

"Well, he said he wanted to make it up to us, that he wanted to atone for his sins and ask for our forgiveness."

"Do you believe his lies?"

"It's strange that I believe him. But he wants to find us now that he's down and out. I think it's false to make amends for his sins, but it's true that he wants us to support him."

Lin Lang's attitude was very determined.

She still vividly remembers the hardships she endured as a child. How could she write off all the suffering and resentment just because of Lin Hongwei's two words?

She's not the Virgin, she can't do it.

Next, Lin Hongwei made his presence felt at the entrance of the store every day and even offered to buy ice cream.

Although she wanted to eat it, she looked at Lin Hongwei's old face and shook her head to refuse.

"My mother won't let me eat food from strangers."

Lin Hongwei bent down with the ice cream and said to her with a loving smile.

"I'm not a stranger, I'm your grandfather, your mother's father."

"My mother's father?"

She tilted her head and looked at the dark-skinned man in front of her. He did have some resemblance to her mother.

"Yes, your mother is angry with grandpa and doesn't want to deal with him. Can you help grandpa talk about it? Let your mother give grandpa another chance to make up for you."

I looked at the melting ice cream and thought for a while.

"You can still hold the ice cream without helping me."

Lin Hongwei handed the ice cream in front of him again.

She licked her lips subconsciously, obviously craving for it.

She stretched out her hand to take it. As soon as the ice cream reached her mouth, Lin Lang slapped it to the ground and scolded her: "Did Mom ever tell you not to eat food from strangers?"

He looked aggrieved.

"Said."

"Then why are you still eating?"

"He said he was my grandfather, my mother's father, not a stranger."

"He is not. Mom's father died 20 years ago. Don't show up in front of your children again, otherwise I will call the police!"

Lin Lang forcibly dragged him back to the store.

Lin Hongwei looked at the ice cream that had been knocked to the ground, his eyes filled with regret.

The moment Lin Lang stepped through the door, he bent down to pick up the ice cream.

"What a wonderful thing."

He ate without anyone noticing.

This scene was all seen by Lin Ting behind him, and his heart felt sour and mixed.

His back was already rugged and no longer as straight as it was 20 years ago. His hair was also a lot whiter, and his whole body seemed to have been drained of energy and became gray.

She opened and closed her mouth, but she couldn't say those two words.

After a moment of soft-hearted sympathy.

She thought again of the two kicks on her chest and the slap on her face 20 years ago.

His fingers couldn't help but clench into fists, and the pads of his fingers turned white, almost sinking into his flesh.

The pain caused a layer of coldness to appear in her eyes again. She crossed over to him and said in a cold voice:

"You even pick up the ice cream that fell on the ground and eat it. Now you are talking about making up for your sins? If you really want to make up for us, disappear forever and don't drag us down."

"Listen."

Lin Hongwei hurriedly threw away the ice cream in his hand as if he had done something wrong.

"Dad was wrong."

Lin Ting's footsteps paused, and his heart seemed to be stabbed suddenly by something.

"Don't make me hate you."

After she finished speaking, she walked straight into the store.

Lin Lang saw that her expression was not good, so he probably guessed something and stepped forward.

"Did he say something again?"

"Does he come here every day these days?"

Lin Lang nodded, feeling helpless and soft-hearted.

"Ever since I put that piece of paper on the door, every time he comes he just stands at the door and looks in from a distance. Sometimes he even helps to attract customers. Today he even bought him ice cream, but I didn't let him. Eat it and throw it away."

Lin Ting did not speak, she just lowered her head and played with the ceramics, pretending not to care, but her repeated movements clearly revealed her inner panic.

"Why do you think his leg is lame?"

"Do not want to know."

Lin Lang asked again: "He looks quite pitiful. Do you think he has really changed his mind and wants to atone for his sins?"

Lin Ting stopped what he was doing and suddenly looked up at Lin Lang.

"Are you soft-hearted?"

"No, I just think he looks a lot older. After all, it has been 20 years. There is blood and family ties. Even the bones are broken but the tendons are still connected. How can he not feel anything at all."

Lin Ting lowered his head and picked up the paintbrush to color the ceramics.

"Otherwise, we give him another chance?"

"I can't do it. You can forget those hurts. I can't forget. If it weren't for his cruelty in abandoning you, you would have almost been..."