Chapter 66 She is his daughter

"Ling Yao."

Ji Yanting stood up suddenly, staring at Ling Yao excitedly, his voice trembling slightly: "What's your name?" His daughter's name is Ling Yao, and the girl in front of him is also called Ling Yao. Is it a coincidence? Or?

If she is really his daughter, it would be great, but Qin Hai clearly said that his daughter is dead, Qin Hai should not lie to him. But he didn't see the graves of his wife and daughter, and he was still unwilling in his heart, and still held a glimmer of hope.

Ji Yuanming was also shocked, it was such a coincidence.

Ling Yao looked at Ji Yanting in confusion, "Ling Yao, Ling Chen's Ling, Yao Lin Qiong Shu." The other party was so excited to hear her name, could it be that he was related to them as she guessed?

"Then is your birthday on September 28th? Is your mother's name Ling Xuemei?" Ji Yanting's heart was filled with nervousness and anticipation, and even his breathing became lighter unconsciously.

Ling Yao was shocked. The other party actually knew her birthday and her mother's name? It seemed that her guess was correct.

She looked at Ji Yanting deeply and nodded, "Yes, my birthday is September 28th, and my mother's name is Ling Xuemei."

Ji Yanting's body trembled violently, and his eyes became moist instantly. He took two steps forward excitedly, stretched out his hand to touch Ling Yao's head, but when his hand was halfway out, he shrank back tremblingly, "Child, I finally found you, I am your father!"

Ling Yao widened her eyes with disbelief. Although she guessed that Ji Yanting had a relationship with them, she didn't expect that he was her long-lost father.

Thinking of the hardships her mother had suffered over the years, and the fact that her mother had never seen this man until her death in her previous life, Ling Yao's face turned cold, "Then tell me, why didn't you come to find us for so many years?"

She longed for fatherly love, especially when she was a child, seeing that other children had fathers, she really wanted to have a father herself, and to be like other children, riding on her father's shoulders and acting coquettishly with him.

As she continued to grow up, especially after experiencing a lifetime, she no longer needed a father. Father was just a noun to her. It was enough for her to have a mother in this life.

Ji Yanting choked up, "Children... It's not that I won't look for you, I..." He almost burst into tears.

Ji Yuanming stepped forward, patted Ji Yanting's shoulder comfortingly, and looked at Ling Yao, "Sister, it's not that Dad didn't look for you, he just had no choice. After he went back that year, he was arranged into the army by grandpa. Grandpa said that as long as he could make a career, he would let him take you and Aunt Ling back. For this reason, he accepted any mission no matter how dangerous it was. He was seriously injured in one mission and was in a coma for many years. After waking up, his legs could not move, but he kept looking for you. Even if the news he got was bad, he never gave up."

"This time he came to Yuncheng to look for you. We went to Hongxing Village and got the news that you had been dead for many years and even your grave had been washed away by a mountain torrent."

"Yaoyao, it's Daddy who is sorry for you and your mom. Daddy will definitely compensate you in the future. Can you forgive Daddy?" Ji Yanting looked at Lingyao eagerly.

Lingyao took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "If mommy is willing to forgive you, I will forgive you." The one who really suffered was mommy. Mommy raised her all these years, being both a mom and a daddy, and she suffered a lot. She couldn't forgive the other party on behalf of her mom. The suffering her mom had endured these years could not be expressed in words.

"Then can I wait here for your mother to come back?" Ji Yanting had already made up his mind. If he couldn't get his wife's forgiveness this time, he would not leave. He would stay here with them until they forgive him.

"Whatever you want." Ling Yao said, and turned to walk outside.

Ji Yanting reached out to wipe the tears from his face, and looked at Ji Yuanming happily, "Yuanming, go buy some vegetables, daily necessities, clothes, and home appliances now." Although his wife and daughter had not forgiven him yet, he was also happy that they were not dead and he still had a chance to make up for them.

"Okay." Ji Yuanming nodded and walked out.

Ji Yanting moved a chair and sat at the door. His eyes were fixed on the door, hoping that the person he loved would come back.

Ling Yao walked out of the room and saw Ji Yanting sitting under the eaves. She glanced at him and walked towards the kitchen.

Ling Xuemei was carrying a medicine box and looked tired. When she reached the door of her house, she stopped. That man should have left, right? He probably didn't know she lived here.

Then she smiled bitterly. He had abandoned them for so many years, how could he still remember them?

Just thinking of that man, her heart still hurt, as if someone had pinched it hard, and it hurt so much that she could hardly breathe. She really hated him. She hated that he had no news for so many years, and hated that he had ignored them for so many years.

Also, if it weren't for him, they wouldn't have moved again and again?

Her hands tightly grasped the medicine box, and her finger joints turned pale due to the force. Even if the man really came to find her and her daughter, she would not forgive him.

After taking a deep breath, Ling Xuemei walked into the yard. When she saw the person sitting under the eaves, she was stunned and did not even notice that the medicine box had fallen to the ground. Why hasn't he left yet?

Ji Yanting saw Ling Xuemei, stood up excitedly, and rushed towards her quickly, "Xuemei, I finally found you." It all really seemed like a dream, and he still had a feeling of unreality. He finally found his wife and daughter, and he would never be separated from them again.

"Who are you? I don't know you." Ling Xuemei took two steps back, then ran into the house in a panic.

"Xuemei, don't go, listen to my explanation." Ji Yanting hurriedly chased after Ling Xuemei.

Ling Xuemei ran into the house and was about to close the door. She really didn't want to have anything to do with this man anymore.

Ji Yanting pushed the door open, then closed it, looking at Ling Xuemei with moist eyes, tears falling uncontrollably, "Xuemei, listen to my explanation, all these years I..."

"I don't want to listen, go away, I don't want to see you in my life, leave me, don't bother me and Yaoyao anymore." Ling Xuemei covered her ears, squatted down crying, and her whole body trembled. Why did he want to intrude into her life after so many years? Why didn't he let her go? Why? Why?

"It's my fault, it's all my fault. You can hit me or scold me as long as you can forgive me." Ji Yanting stretched out his hand to hug Ling Xuemei, but Ling Xuemei pushed him hard and he fell backwards.