Little Shen Qianjun was raised by her father since she was a child. When she was over three or four years old, she went to kindergarten and successfully made friends with a lot of other children.

She found that she was different from other children. They all had their father's surname, unlike her, who had her mother's surname.

The children were full of questions. After school in the afternoon, a group of children lined up in a long queue and came to the school gate with their teacher.

The father was standing by the door. When he saw his chubby little girl, he squatted down and opened his arms, waiting for his little girl to come up to him.

The girl bit her chubby fingers, her skin was as white as her mother's.

Xie Huaijun herself is not dark-skinned, and neither are her parents, so the little girl is naturally fair and translucent.

The child's facial features are like his mother's, and he is liked by the teachers and classmates in the kindergarten.

Everyone wants to try their hand at kneading the festive lucky doll, and fathers are no exception.

His strong elbows supported his daughter's chubby little butt, which was soft and fluffy.

Xie Huaijun pinched his daughter's chubby cheeks with interest, and then started the daily topic.

"What did you eat today? Did Zhuzhu like it? Did you take a good nap at noon? Did you listen to the teacher?"

Little Shen Qianjun nodded in response one by one. She is a good and obedient baby.

After answering her father's question, the little girl asked her father in a baby voice.

Why do all the other kids have their father’s surname, but she is the only one with a different one?

At this point, a smile suddenly appeared in the eyes of the man who was fastening the child seat belt for the slightly chubby little boy.

The little kid looked at his bewildered father and gnawed his fingers even harder.

Other men don't have much ability, but they have strong self-esteem.

Xie Huaijun was different from others. He was angry with his father and said that he wanted to marry into the Shen family.

The Xie family members thought he was just throwing a tantrum and joking.

Who knew that others didn't take it seriously, but Xie Huaijun did.

The child was not born with his father's surname, but with his mother's surname, Shen, inheriting the lineage of his father-in-law who passed away early.

Men feel at ease with their inheritance and are not ashamed of it, but proud of it.

In fact, before she had children, Xie Huaijun always felt a little uneasy.

After all, this relationship was obtained through his repeated requests and persuasion.

He always wanted to give himself some security, what kind of security? Shen Qianjun's birth was his solid security.

As the father of the eldest daughter of the third generation of the Shen family, his status has been consolidated unprecedentedly.

The man was seriously explaining to his daughter the difference between marrying into the wife's family and a normal marriage.

Although he knew that his daughter couldn't understand, it didn't stop him from having someone else listen to his true feelings.

The father and daughter were talking happily in the parking space, and it was really fun to listen to them.

A pleasant cell phone ringtone rang out from the cramped carriage over there.

The man crossed the front seat with his long legs and reached out to grab the mobile phone that was casually placed on the front seat.

When he saw that the contact on his phone was his wife, he couldn't hide the gentle smile in his eyes.

Xiaomiya knocked his fingernails against each other, and little Shen Qianjun watched the whole process of his father's expression changing.

"The child has been picked up. She and I will pick you up at the office entrance right away. Our family is going out for a big dinner today."

There was a gentle flow of water between his words.

"What? Who? Zheng Qingfeng has been transferred back to this city for development. We're meeting up with old classmates for dinner. We haven't seen each other for years, so we're just getting together. Humph, who would believe that? Which hotel are you at? What time will you be back?"

Xie Huaijun was angry and jealousy was bubbling in his heart as the person who hung up the phone was the first to do so.

He has always had a gloomy face and has never been a generous person. He was not generous before marriage, and he became even less generous after marriage.

Shen Qianjun rarely saw her father get angry, and Xie Huaijun always acted like a good father in front of her.

This was the first time he showed his gloomy look in front of a child.

But the little girl was not afraid. She blinked her eyes, which were not much smaller than a doll's, and her pupils were bright and beautiful.

"Dad is looking for Mom, looking for Mom to eat."

When the man heard this, he thought of a good idea. He settled his daughter down and drove with her to meet his rival.

At that time, Zheng Qingfeng was the study committee member of the class. He had excellent academic performance and outstanding college entrance examination results.

I was admitted to a key 985 university in the city, and after graduating from university I went to develop in other places.

As soon as I came back this year, I called Yuer’s old classmates to invite them to get together.

Yu'er has been in contact with him from time to time over the years, but the number of contacts is not very often.

The main reason is that there is a jealous person at home, although she knows that she and Zheng Qingfeng are innocent and will be innocent in the future.

But in order to make the jealous family feel better, the two have not had much contact in recent years.

The contact invited her to dinner, and Yu'er, a classmate of many years, couldn't refuse. She informed her family and arrived at the hotel soon.

Zheng Qingfeng: "I haven't seen you for many years, but you haven't changed at all."

He stood up and bent down to help people pour water. Amid the gurgling sound of the stream, the man uttered words that sounded almost like an exclamation.

Yuer smiled and looked across the table. His old classmate seemed to be the same as before, except that his expression was much calmer. He smiled back at him.

"You haven't changed at all, have you?"

Zheng Qingfeng sat back in his seat and looked at her with a smile, his eyes filled with nostalgia and melancholy.

"When I was working in another city, I heard that you and Xie Huaijun got married right after graduation."

"I was a little surprised at the time. I was too busy with work to attend your wedding. Now that so many years have passed, I think it's not too late for me to apologize."

Whether being busy at work is an excuse or justification, only the person involved knows.

However, neither of the two people present had the intention of bringing up the issue. They talked about their high school days and what had happened in recent years.

Zheng Qingfeng: "Time flies! I'm almost 30 now, and I'm still single."

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