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Ye Jian stood on the balcony for a while and dried her hair. Then, she went back to her room and continued to dry her hair. Within two minutes, she fell asleep on the bed.0

The sun had been shining brightly in the capital city for the past few days. Yesterday, Mr. Fu specially placed a brand new blanket under the sun so that it could be exposed to the sun. The blanket was also washed and dried. Now, Ye Jian was lying on the comfortable bed and enjoying the air-conditioner. She felt comfortable and almost a little lazy. After a while, she fell asleep.

After returning to his room, Mr. Fu didn't feel sleepy. He opened a drawer at the side of his desk and took out a yellowed photo from a diary. This was… the only photo of him and his wife. It was a photo that he wanted to paste on his marriage certificate.

In the photo, his wife's face was still the same as he remembered it. Her eyes were bright, and she looked extremely charming.

Mr. Fu looked at his wife in the photo intently. No matter how many times he looked at her, he couldn't get tired of her. He would only miss her more every time he looked at her.

After looking at the photo for a long time, Mr. Fu closed his eyes gently. There was deep sorrow on his face.

When he opened his eyes again, he put the photo back into the drawer along with the diary.

His daughter hadn't mentioned too much about herself or his wife. Tonight… he would have a proper chat with her.

No matter what the reality was, he had to ask.

His father said that it wasn't a good thing for him to be too persistent.

After more than 20 years, his obsession with his wife had become a habit. He was used to asking about his wife's whereabouts and had even gone to look for his wife's former comrade.

Unfortunately, his wife's comrades at that time used fake names, which were what they called 'codenames' now. Later, he thought that Red Plum was probably his wife's codename too. He still didn't know her real name.

It was hard to find someone using their real name in the vast sea of people, let alone someone with a fake one… Fortunately, everything was predetermined. His nephew, Jinnian, met Jian, which was how they were reunited today.

His father's reminder forced him to face a harsher reality. One was that… Red Plum had remarried. The other was that… Red Plum had passed away.

The latter was crueler than the former. He only dared to think about the former and not the latter.

However, the more he didn't want to think about it, the more he did.

Especially when his daughter avoided talking about his wife, it made him even more uneasy.

It wasn't that he hadn't thought of some things. He just subconsciously refused to think about them.

"Red Plum, you have to be well. You have to be well. I treated you and your daughter badly for more than 20 years. You can scold me and hit me however you want. Just like in the past, you can raise your leg and kick me… I'm waiting for you to settle the score."

Mr. Fu looked at the diary in the drawer. He muttered softly before closing the drawer slowly.

Outside, Old Master Fu was chatting with the two elders of the Qin family. The last time Ye Jian came to Dan Gui Garden, she saw him chatting with Old Master Tang and Professor Su.

Although the old man didn't have any children or descendants accompanying him, his daily life was still very fulfilling. People would come to the aerospace center often. Sometimes, people from the research center would come to visit him too. Occasionally, he would participate in a few important meetings. If he was at home, he would ask a few friends to come over and play chess with him. They were all old seniors who knew everything, so it wasn't lonely if they all gathered together.

Although he wasn't lonely, it was a little cold without his children and grandchildren by his side.

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