1061: C1061

C1061

Lin Ange was a child of the royal family and should have returned to this country. She should have enjoyed her rights and status. Most importantly, she should enjoy a full set of fatherly love.

In the past 22 years, she hadn't enjoyed a day of real fatherly love.

Lin Yifei already knew that she wasn't his child. When Helan Miao and Helan Jing were still alive, they didn't give her any face, but hated her from the bottom of their hearts. Thus, four years ago, he had allowed Lin Ran to set fire to her.

"Uncle Jin, is there no other way?"

Gu Yunxiao sat upright and held his goblet tight with both of his hands.

"Unless …"

Nan Huaijin's deep facial features became more and more serious. With a flip of his hand, he placed the crystal wine cup on the wooden round table.

"Unless what?"

Gu Yunxiao turned around and looked at him. His voice became a bit agitated.

"Unless I think of her as my daughter."

After Nan Huaijin finished this sentence, he was deeply moved.

All these years, he had ignored the matters of the royal family. Yet, he had to take care of Bo Yuheng time and time again.

If not for his father's last words, telling him to give his all to help Bo Yuheng, he really wouldn't want to do anything for him.

"Do you recognize him?"

Gu Yunxiao was startled. His deep blue eyes looked like a pebble thrown into a pebble. His gaze started to sway violently. He almost stood up in surprise.

"Then aren't you …" "Uncle Jin, your name is well-known everywhere, so it's better not to take this' pot 'by yourself …"

"All these years, have I not carried enough 'pot'?"

Nan Huaijin smiled faintly.

Under the starlight, he was as pure as jade, and his facial features were both three-dimensional and elegant. Elegant and indifferent, upright and steady had always been his label.

"This is different …"

Gu Yunxiao paused for a while and said worriedly.

"What would my aunt think if she knew?"

Nan Huaijin still hadn't married, so he was waiting for Ye Qinghuan. He had loved her for many years.

If it was revealed that Lin Ange was Nan Huaijin's illegitimate daughter, would Ye Qinghuan collapse? She didn't have much time, so …

Gu Yunxiao did not dare to continue thinking about it.

"Don't worry, even if I wanted to admit it, I wouldn't choose to do it now."

After Nan Huaijin finished, he stood up.

"But …"

Seeing that, Gu Yunxiao also stood up.

"I'll go take a look at Qing Huan."

Nan Huaijin patted Gu Yunxiao's shoulder and said in a low voice.

"Alright."

Gu Yunxiao pursed his lips and answered respectfully.

"Rest early."

"Uncle Jin, you too."

"Yes."

Nan Huaijin Qing replied coldly, turned around and walked down the roof.

Gu Yunxiao originally wanted to go see Ye Qinghuan, but after seeing Nan Huaijin go, he thought it would be better not to disturb them.

After all, the two of them did not have much time alone together.

He sat down again. Seeing that there was still a lot of red wine left in the Awakened Wine pot, he shook it and poured himself half a cup.

He sat alone under the bright starry sky, looking at the myriad stars, letting his thoughts wander.

Unknowingly, the wine in the wine jug had run out and a hint of drunkenness had appeared on his face.

Nan Huaijin went downstairs to Ye Qinghuan's room.

He deliberately slowed his steps and walked to Ye Qinghuan's bedside. A female attendant greeted him in a low voice.

"Second Prince …"

"You go out first."

"Yes."

The female attendant quickly left and lightly closed the door.

"Huaijin, you're still awake?"

Sick, Ye Qinghuan slept very little and slept very lightly.

"Aren't you awake as well?"

Nan Huaijin smiled at her.

In the room, only the bedside lamp was turned on. The orange light shone on Nan Huaijin's face. His elegant face was covered with a layer of soft light. His deep eyes were filled with deep emotions.

Perhaps it was the drink, the gentle and lovable look in her eyes.

Although he didn't try to conceal his concern for Ye Qinghuan, this was the first time he looked at her like this.

"Can you compete with me? I sleep all day long … "

Ye Qinghuan tried her best to smile at him.

Her eye sockets were sunken, and her complexion was not very good. It was a little sallow.

As a woman, she naturally didn't want a man who had always loved her to see her ugliest side. But she couldn't get rid of the man.

Life began to count down.

Every minute and every second was an extravagant hope to her.

She knew that she was very ill, even Nan Huaijin was helpless. The only thing she could do was smile at him.

"Qing Huan …"

Nan Huaijin lowered his eyes and looked at her, while his eyes were filled with feelings.

"Huaijin, say what you want to say …"

Ye Qinghuan's voice sounded weak.

In the air, floated a faint smell of Disinfectant Liquid and medicine.

"Qing Huan, do you have any other wishes?" "Tell me."

Nan Huaijin said in a deep voice as he tucked her in.

"No more …"

Ye Qinghuan responded to him almost without a second thought.

"Don't you want to see your family?"

Nan Huaijin's gaze sunk. There was a trace of unnoticeable sadness in his mellow voice.

"They have already experienced a separation at the end of their lives. There's no need to let them experience it again …"

Ye Qinghuan's gaze became sluggish as her eyelids twitched. The smile on her face was extremely sorrowful.

Twenty-eight years ago, she had already died once.

Her parents had already gone through the process of giving away the black haired man. If they were allowed to experience it again, they would most likely follow her.

"I understand. "Others can be ignored, but Yiyao, you should at least meet him. After all, he's your biological son …"

Nan Huaijin said in a gentle voice with a calm expression.

"No …" "He won't come to see me …"

Ye Qinghuan's tone was exceptionally pessimistic. A thin layer of mist suffused her sunken eye sockets.

"Qing Huan, don't think like that about him. Yiyao is a good kid, he will come to see you."

Nan Huaijin stretched out his hand and held Ye Qinghuan's skinny hand.

Ye Qinghuan didn't struggle, she just let him hold her hand. He tried to raise his eyebrows and smiled.

Nan Huaijin retracted his elegant eyes and lowered them as he looked at his hand that was full of veins. His heart was like a needle piercing, and love overflowed from within his heart.

All these years, he had always wanted to hold her hand and continue onward. But he never got what he wanted.

She couldn't let Mu Chuhan go no matter how hard she tried.

He said he would wait until she accepted him. Twenty-eight years later, she still hadn't accepted his feelings.

But he kept his promise.

Wait for her until the end of time.

Who would have thought that in the end, this would be the end.2

"Huaijin, you are enough to accompany me in my final moments. "I'm very grateful to you …"

Ye Qinghuan's face was sallow, and her smile was slightly bleak.

"Qinghuan, I just don't want you to feel regret. I also don't want Yiyao to feel regret …"

Nan Huaijin held Ye Qinghuan's hand tightly, the warmth from his palm gradually passed through her skin. A trace of warmth slowly emerged on Ye Qinghuan's palm.

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