Tears fell onto the phone screen, blurring the text. She quickly wiped them away and gently moved her lips: "Dad..."

She knew that her father never liked typing and always sent voice messages. It was past midnight, and he was probably in his study, carefully typing each word on his phone.

She could sense his care and caution.

Over the years, she has never blamed her father; without his love, her life would not be complete.

It can only be said that all of this is Lin Hui's fault. She killed her own daughter, took her away, but did not treat her well, and created conflicts in the family.

Her father has always been supportive and loving towards her.

If Lin Huiruo was determined to create a false impression for someone, how could her father, who worked away from home year-round to support the family, possibly know all of this?

She started typing and editing the text message.

"Dad, I'm sorry I haven't been able to spend time with you these days. I miss you very much. On my birthday, I will bring Xiao Jinhan back with me."

She replied to the text message simply, knowing that her father would understand.

I miss you so much.

Everything is understood without words.

She never blamed her father.

I just hope that after the truth is revealed, Dad won't be unable to bear it and something bad will happen to him.

This matter had been weighing on her mind, and every time she thought about it, it made her feel upset and anxious.

Now, I have no choice but to tell my father everything, because the daughter he lost was innocent, and as her father, he should not be kept in the dark.

The text message came back quickly.

"good."

My father is not a man of many words, and that previous text message had already revealed his thoughts.

She could almost feel that her father was laughing on the other end of the phone.

She kissed her phone screen: "Goodnight."

...

Wednesday.

Time flies, and her birthday has arrived.

However, it was Tang Yaoyao's birthday, not Fu Siya's birthday.

She went to the Fu family ancestral hall, first paying respects to the ancestors of the Fu family, and finally picking up a sandalwood urn containing ashes.

That's Tang Shengze's biological daughter inside.

She looked up at Qiao Yanzhi and said, "Mom, I won't be coming home for dinner today."

Qiao Yanzhi asked with some concern, "Are you sure you don't want your dad and me to come along?"

She smiled sweetly and said, "No need, Mom, it's alright. Don't worry, Dad loves me very much and he definitely won't make things difficult for me."

Although she said that, she wasn't sure in her heart.

Qiao Yanzhi added, "I feel at ease knowing that Fourth Brother is with you."

"Um."

"Go."

Xiao Jinhan helped her into the car. At this moment, Su Mei chased after them, saying, "Brother Yao, take me with you."

After all, they are both girls, and she understands his feelings. If he really makes Yao Ge sad, she can stay by his side and talk to him.

Xiao Jinhan said in a deep voice, "Get in the car."

Su Mei was overjoyed. Sure enough, Yao Ge's fourth brother still doted on her.

After getting on the bus, Su Mei sat next to her.

This is the first time I've seen her so nervous.

Holding the urn in both hands, her fingertips turned white from the force.

Su Mei felt a pang of sympathy, reached out and took her hand, saying, "It's alright, Yao-ge. You were the one who told me that when you truly like someone, it's completely and utterly."

Tang's father loves her so much that he won't distance himself from her because of blood ties.

Tang Yaoyao smiled and said, "Mm."

No matter what he does, in her heart, he is the first father who gave her warmth when she was reborn.