He was gambling, gambling that God would take pity on him and not take his daughter away.

It seems he won his gamble. He doesn't know how Qingqing got here. But her complexion is no longer as pale as before, and even the color of her lips has deepened.

He felt gratified.

...

For Wen Qinghe, the biggest shock was that she had just learned that her mother, who had died in a car accident when she was a child, was still alive, only to find out that she had died during childbirth in this era.

She couldn't imagine what kind of pain her gentle and beautiful mother must have endured to make her unable to bear it and leave this world.

…

"Then what's wrong with me? Why does she look just like me? Why am I here...?"

Wen Qinghe suddenly fell silent.

She remembered that the original owner of this body said she fell ill and passed away on the way to the countryside, only to find that her father's hair had turned white overnight. Then, two months later, she died in melancholy.

Now, Dad is alive and well, and so is she.

My father is alive and well because she is alive, and she is well because the modern version of herself came, and also because of Old Li's acupuncture.

“My darling, Qingqing is you, and Nannan is you too. They are just two different lives from different times.”

Because your mother and I have come to this point in time, we can't distinguish between our past and present lives. Ultimately, we haven't changed.

Wen Qinghe had already guessed that her father probably didn't have the memory of the original owner's death.

She couldn't understand why she had come. Her father said that she and Nannan were the same person, but when she came, it was clearly a separate soul that hadn't dissipated.

She felt no jealousy at this moment. After all, they were her parents' daughters, which was equivalent to her sisters. She felt regret and heartache for Nannan's untimely death in her prime.

But now that she's here, inside her sister's body, and has understood the cause and effect, she will live well with her share of the story, cherishing it even more than Nannan.

She didn't refute her father's words, unsure whether she should bring up the matter of her daughter. Just as she was about to say something, she saw a tall man enter from outside the door.

He looked at the pretty young girl and the handsome, refined middle-aged man in the room.

Based on their similar facial features, it was guessed that this must be Qingqing's father.

"Qingqing, hello Uncle Wen!"

Wen Yunhuai was startled by the man who entered and his sudden voice.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Yan Xiao, and I am Qingqing's boyfriend."

Wen Yunhuai was stunned by this bolt from the blue: What the hell is this kid talking about?

Yan Xiao was stunned for a moment when he saw Wen Yunhuai's reaction before he realized that the little girl must not have introduced herself to her father yet.

So, I'm introducing myself...

He looked at Wen Qinghe, who awkwardly lowered her head.

She and her father poured their hearts out to each other for so long, how could she forget about her boyfriend?

And then there's the thought of having to talk about marriage with my newly reunited father.

Her little face looked distressed.

Will her father think she's dating too early? After all, she was only eight when he left, and although her body is now eighteen, her soul is twenty-one.

She still couldn't bring herself to say it...

After much deliberation, I decided to pass the buck.

Let's leave this difficult problem to Yan Xiao. Her little brain and body can't handle something this complicated.

Thinking of this, she raised her head and winked at Yan Xiao.

Yan Xiao found it both funny and helpless; his little girl was really not polite.

However, his original intention was to marry her, so he wasn't afraid at all.

…

"I'm getting old, and my hearing might not be so good sometimes. Who did you just say you were?"

Wen Yunhuai still looked incredulous.

"Uncle Wen, my name is Yan Xiao, which is Qingqing's name..." Yan Xiao was interrupted by Wen Yunhuai before he could finish speaking.

"Comrade Yan, is that right? You've come to see me because you need something?"

Wen Yunhuai's tone was cold, yet polite. He was doing it on purpose, deliberately interrupting the boy.

Still calling me "Qingqing"? Is that something he can call "Qingqing"?

This guy dares to have designs on his daughter? How old is his daughter?! What a beast!

Yan Xiao was not surprised by Wen Yunhuai's attitude, but he became even more humble and respectful.

"Uncle Wen, I've liked your daughter for a long time, and we're getting married in a few days..."

"stop!"

Wen Yunhuai frowned as he looked him over. He was quite tall, with a slender build and a sturdy physique. His facial features were also quite acceptable.

But standing next to his beautiful daughter, this guy is quite robust, not to mention his precious daughter's congenital weakness.

One was petite and slender, the other strong and burly; they seemed completely mismatched.

If this man were to lay a finger on his daughter, would his precious child still be alive?

Moreover, it's too dark, which could easily affect the genes of the next generation, although he never intended for his daughter to suffer the pain of childbirth.

Besides, he'd fight anyone who dared to let his daughter have a child!

This toad is so black and big, who gave him the right to covet swan meat!

Seeing her father's face growing darker and darker, Wen Qinghe quickly grabbed his sleeve and pulled him aside.

“Dad, he was the man I met when I went to the countryside. He took care of me the whole time after I arrived.”

After saying that, she spread out her little hands, "Look, my hands don't have any calluses at all, and he does all the work for me. He's also in charge of my three meals a day."

Looking at her well-behaved and charming daughter, Wen Qinghe felt a pang of sorrow, wondering what suffering her daughter had endured over the past few months.

However, having someone to take care of him made him feel much more at ease. He treated it as hiring someone to do the work, and he would pay them their wages as usual!

There's no need to involve his precious treasure; it's not like we can't afford it!

But thinking about myself now, trapped in prison...

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