Chapter 520: Officially Recognizing the Daughter of the Han Family (Part 2 or 3)
The next day, there was news about the two people Jiang Fuyue asked Hu Ben to investigate.
"Yueyue, your phone is ringing." Han Yunru's voice came from the living room.
She injured her hand and didn't go to the store today.
Jiang Fuyue turned and left the dining room, still holding a half-finished cup of milk in her hand. She walked over and picked up her phone.
"Hello."
"Sister Yue, I found out. Those two people came from the capital and only arrived in Linhuai yesterday. The specific information has been sent to your email."
"Okay." After ending the call, Jiang Fuyue raised his head to drink the remaining milk, then turned and went upstairs.
She turned on her computer and logged into her mailbox. It showed a new email from five minutes ago. She clicked it...
At this moment, Han Yunru, who was sitting in the living room and looking through a baking tutorial, suddenly heard the doorbell.
She thought it was Jiang Da, because before he left this morning, he said he would sneak back when the store was free. It wasn't even ten o'clock yet, so it was too early...
Han Yunru was somewhat helpless, "Husband, you can't..."
Before he could finish his words, the voice stopped abruptly.
She looked at the two men, one old and one young, outside the door in a daze.
Han Qishan opened his mouth and said "Xiaoru" softly and lightly, as if any louder voice would scare her.
If you listen carefully, you can see a bit of uneasiness and trembling in it.
Han Shen also shouted uncontrollably: "Sister..."
Han Yunru pursed her lips and glanced at the father and son with a somewhat unfamiliar look: "I'm sorry, who are you looking for?"
Han Qishan's pupils shrank, his old eyes became moist, and there was a hint of grief in them.
Han Shen was in better condition, but he still staggered a little.
Although the father and son were mentally prepared, they still found it hard to accept when the moment came.
The person who was once so close to me now doesn’t recognize me when I see him.
Han Shen exhaled and looked at her with clear eyes.
"Xiao Ru," the man said in a gentle voice, "I am your brother."
Han Qishan replied anxiously: "I am your father, do you remember?"
Under the expectant gazes of the two, Han Yunru was stunned at first, then slowly shook her head, her thick eyelashes trembling slightly: "I'm sorry..."
"It's okay," Han Shen waved his hand and asked cautiously, "Then... do you trust us?"
Han Yunru half closed her eyes, pursed her lips tightly, and said nothing.
Disappointment flashed in Han Qishan's eyes.
At this time, Jiang Fuyue hurried down from upstairs: "Mom, there is something I want to tell you——"
Then she saw the father and son outside the door. At that time, she was holding the investigation materials on the two and the Han family in her hands.
Tsk.
At Jiang Fuyue's reminder, Han Yunru remembered to let Han Qishan and Han Shen come in to talk.
Han Shen looked around the room calmly. The decoration was exquisite and the space was bright. He felt relieved.
It seems that my sister is doing well.
Han Qishan was also looking around, but his feeling was completely opposite to his son's.
The furniture is not high-end enough, the decoration style is gorgeous but lacks personality, and there is a baking book upside down on the coffee table. Why does Xiaoru still want to go into the kitchen?
"Please sit down. Would you like some water or tea?" Han Yunru asked.
"Water will do."
Han Yunru entered the kitchen, and Jiang Fuyue looked at the two of them without any hesitation.
Han Qishan moved his lips: "...Is it Yueyue?"
"Hello." She nodded slightly.
"Hey, I'm grandpa! Do you call me grandpa here? Or grandpa?"
Jiang Fuyue didn't call him grandpa, nor did he call him grandpa, but just said, "It's all right."
The old man's eyes dimmed.
Han Shen sighed. He was already old, but he still wanted to trick young girls into calling him.
But the little girl was very smart. She avoided it without making a sound and even left the old man speechless.
"Hello Yueyue, if your mother is willing to acknowledge us, then you should call me uncle."
He added the premise.
Jiang Fuyue then looked at the middle-aged man in front of him. He had handsome features and exuded a sense of righteousness.
He met her gaze without flinching.
"You look a lot like your mother."
Han Shen actually looks more like Han Qishan, but one can still vaguely find similarities with Han Yunru in his eyes and eyebrows.
"I'm his biological son, so of course he looks like me."
The man laughed softly until Han Yunru came out of the kitchen with a glass of water.
"Have some water."
"Hey!" Han Qishan took it and took a sip immediately. He felt that the water poured by his daughter was sweeter than honey.
Han Shenju: “…” That’s not necessary.
Under the gaze of the two, Han Yunru sat on the sofa opposite and was silent for a moment, "I..."
Han Qishan sat up straight immediately.
Han Shen couldn't help but look serious.
She glanced at the two of them and pursed her lips: "I don't remember anything from before."
"It doesn't matter."
"It's okay."
The father and son spoke at the same time.
Han Yunru was stunned.
Jiang Fuyue also raised her eyebrows with interest.
"Let's forget the past and get to know each other again, okay?" Han Shen looked at his sister, as if he wanted to use up all his tenderness in his life, and his tone was full of caution.
He said, "I am the eldest brother, Han Shen. You have a second brother named Han Ke and a third brother named Han Heng."
The old man couldn't sit still any longer and winked at his son frantically: "What about me? And me! And me!"
Han Shen's mouth twitched: "This is Dad."
"My name is Han Qishan." The old man added tactfully.
Han Yunru glanced at Han Shen, and when her eyes swept over the old man, they only glanced away.
The two of them just thought that she was unable to adapt for the time being.
Jiang Fuyue seemed to be thinking about something.
"Xiaoru, it's all dad's fault. I've left you wandering around alone for more than 20 years. I... I'm sorry." The old man looked sad and his eyes were red.
"Dad..." Han Shen felt uncomfortable and was about to say something, but the old man waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to say anything more.
"I know it's too late to say anything now. The past twenty years cannot be reversed. I don't seek to atone for all my sins, I just hope to make amends for them in my lifetime."
Han Yunru lowered her eyes and said nothing.
Han Qishan lowered his attitude even more: "Xiaoru, Dad knows he was wrong. Are you willing to go back to the capital with me? You are still the only daughter of the Han family. No matter what you want to do, your three brothers and I will unconditionally support you." Of course, this also includes divorce!
In Han Qishan's opinion, if his daughter had not lost her memory, she would never have married a man like Jiang Da. She had suffered for more than 20 years and now she could finally break free from the cage. He would definitely treat her as the apple of his eye and would not let anyone bully her!
Han Shen didn't expect the old man to be so anxious. He couldn't wait to make comments on Xiaoru's life without even understanding the situation.
This will only backfire!
really--
"I'm sorry, are you sure I'm your daughter?"
Han Qishan: "Of course! It's absolutely correct!"
Whether it's appearance, age, or the time of disappearance, they are a perfect match. There's no need for a paternity test. The blood kinship that surges in the bones is enough to deceive people at first sight.
"Even if I am, I don't want to go to the imperial capital."
The old man was stunned: "...Why? Don't you want our family to be reunited?"
Han Yunru: "My home is in Linhuai."
"Can……"
"Dad!" Han Shen interrupted quickly, "Xiaoru has her own plans, please don't make things worse."
"How can this be called causing trouble? I am..."
The doorbell rang, interrupting the old man's next words.
Jiang Fuyue got up and opened the door.
"Yueyue, where is your mother? Is she okay? You'd better keep an eye on her. The wound on your hand can't get wet..." Jiang Da put down the dishes he brought back while changing his shoes, smacking his lips non-stop.
Suddenly, his eyes paused and fixed on the extra pair of men's leather shoes: "Are there guests at home?"
Jiang Fuyue nodded.
"Who is it? Another neighbor?"
When Jiang Da tried new dishes before, everyone in the family got tired of them, and even Wu Qian gained ten pounds. In the end, no one was interested, so he simply invited a few neighbors to come and eat.
From then on, neighbors became friends, and friends became fans.
Occasionally he would come to visit my house, well... mainly to eat the food Jiang Da cooked.
But this time...
Jiang Fuyue shook her head: "Not a neighbor."
"Who is that?" Jiang Da asked as he walked towards the living room carrying the dishes.
The next second, the footsteps stopped.
There were two men sitting on the sofa, one old and one young. When he came in, the old man was as steady as a rock. The younger one stood up and extended his hand to him: "Hello, I'm Han Shen."
Jiang Da was not used to such an elite handshake. He looked stunned and at a loss for a moment.
Then I heard the old man snort softly, as if he was dissatisfied.
Jiang Da quickly shook the other person's hand and said, "Sorry, I'm not used to it..."
"It's okay." Han Shen smiled gently.
Jiang Da frowned: "Have we met before? You look familiar."
"Yesterday at the hospital, outside the consultation room."
"Oh—it's you!"
But...how did this person come to my house? Jiang Da couldn't help but wonder.
Yesterday’s second and third updates together totaled 3,000 words.
Today's update will be at 12 o'clock.
(End of this chapter)
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