I loved Feng Jue for 12 years.
To win his favor, I agreed to a hidden marriage, content to be the woman behind him. But to punish me for not divorcing him, he imprisoned me on a secluded isla...
Chapter 153: Feelings have been let go, but hatred has not yet
Yan Ai personally made a pot of floral tea for her father and sat down beside him.
After doing all this, Yan Ai spoke first.
"Dad, I ran into Feng Jue in the hospital a while ago and had a bit of a conflict with him. Someone happened to film it and posted it online."
Yan Zexun's brows tightened, and he hurriedly asked, "You went to the hospital, are you feeling unwell?"
Yan Ai forced a faint smile, as if she was talking about an insignificant past event. "I had just divorced him at that time, and I had trouble sleeping at night. I was worried that this would affect my health in the long run, so I thought about going to the hospital to see if I could improve my sleep quality."
When my mother passed away, my father suffered from insomnia for a long time. Later, because he had to take care of her and his health was not good, my father finally cheered himself up and went to see a doctor for help, and slowly got over it.
Her love for Feng Jue in the past was real, and her father knew it, so he would believe and understand this white lie.
As expected, although the worry in Yan Zexun's eyes deepened, the tension in his heart eased a bit. He asked, "How is your sleep quality now? Has it improved?"
In the video, Yan Ai vomited in pain, proving that her condition was very serious.
Yan Ai smiled and asked instead of answering, "Dad, how do you think I look now?"
Yan Ai deliberately didn't wear any makeup tonight, just to dispel her father's doubts and let him not worry.
Yan Zexun looked carefully at his daughter's healthy and rosy eyes, and recalled the scene when he met his daughter in the cemetery the day after he returned from Yucheng for research.
At that time, my daughter's face looked a little haggard, with faint dark circles under her eyes. She also cried. Although she cried with a smile, her mood was indeed not right at that time.
It was all my fault for being negligent. Even though my daughter said at the time that she had let go of her relationship with Feng Jue, and that she didn't feel wronged or sad, if you truly love someone, no matter what the reason for the breakup, how can you not feel wronged or regretful?
Yan Zexun regretted not being with his daughter more and comforting her.
"I felt nauseous and wanted to vomit when I saw him." Yan Ai knew that her father was very worried about her, so she continued to describe what happened that day.
Yan Zexun was originally really worried, but after hearing his daughter say this, he actually felt a little amused. "Do you want to vomit when you see him?"
Yan Ai nodded seriously, "Yes, I didn't admit it in front of Mom that day and said I had completely let it go. I lied to you."
The feelings have indeed been let go, but the hatred has not.
Yan Aixin said, and continued, "My emotions were unstable at that time, so I didn't want to move back home to live with you after the divorce. I was afraid that you would notice something and worry about me.
But with the doctor's care and a month of relaxation, I'm feeling much better now. Dad, don't you think I've gained some weight recently?"
Yan Zexun looked at her and found that her complexion was indeed much better than two months ago, and her face had regained some of its flesh.
Words may deceive people, but a person's state and complexion cannot deceive people.
The man's elegant face finally showed a genuine smile. "You have to eat on time and eat more. You are still not gaining much weight."
Yan Aidao said, "I understand. I will accept Professor Yan's supervision at any time!"
The father and daughter talked for a while and finished the whole pot of flower tea. Then Yan Aicai left reluctantly.
It was already past nine o'clock when Yan Ai returned to Lake Coast.