"Looking for you." Just as Lan Qingyue was observing the man, Qi Yu spoke, his tone firm and certain, uttering only two words.
Lan Qingyue was slightly surprised, but she didn't ask why. In this situation, the fewer questions the better, otherwise the truth would be exposed sooner or later.
Lan Qingyue smiled and nodded, "Thank you, President Qi, for bringing me back."
Lan Qingyue got out of the car, and Qi Yu followed suit, the man carrying a bag and looking very excited.
At such close range, she could see his face more clearly: dark skin, fine wrinkles, stubble on his chin interspersed with a few silver strands, and his hair cut into a very short buzz cut. Looking at this elderly man, Lan Qingyue couldn't help but think of her father and mother. Had they discovered that she hadn't woken up? Or was the night in reality not passing so quickly? She returned home, and it was just dawn. Everything seemed normal.
“Qingqing…” The man stopped just two steps away from Lan Qingyue. His weathered eyes were somewhat cloudy, glistening with a thin layer of tears, which appeared even clearer under the lamplight.
This man is...
Lan Qingyue's mind went blank. Oh no, she couldn't remember who this man was. Could he be the original owner's father?
Qi Yu smiled and stared at Lan Qingyue, his obsidian-like eyes even more piercing, the light fragrance of his shower gel blending perfectly with his aura.
"Aren't you going to say hello?" Qi Yu's voice rang out, the volume neither high nor low, but like an invisible hammer, rhythmically pounding on her head, as if the hammer would shatter her if she called the man in front of her the wrong name.
Lan Qingyue tried her best to search the original owner's network of relationships. The man she had contact with at this age should be her adoptive father, the one who never married and painstakingly raised the original owner.
Lan Qingyue moved her lips, her throat was terribly dry and sore, as if she had swallowed a handful of hard sand. Only when she made a sound did she realize her voice tremble slightly, "...Dad..."
"Sigh..." The tears in the man's eyes welled up even more, but he forced them back, looking so lonely and helpless.
It is said that men do not easily shed tears, and Lan Qingyue strongly agrees with this statement. As a result, she has a "domineering" belief that men should never shed tears easily, even if they bleed. If a man sheds tears, she will feel as if the pillar of her family has collapsed.
It turned out that he really was the original owner's father. Lan Qingyue looked at the man's reddened eyes and thought of her own parents. Her heart ached. She was not good at expressing intimate comfort, such as hugging her family or kissing her parents. She almost never did such actions. At the moment, she was at a loss.
"Dad, why didn't you call when you arrived? I've been waiting for you for so long. I'm sorry, I went out this afternoon." After thinking for a long time, Lan Qingyue came up with this excuse.
The man replied, "Not long, I'll be there soon. I don't know if you're busy or not, and I don't know if calling might disturb your work. Anyway, I'm free, so waiting a bit won't hurt."
"Okay, I gave you the key but you didn't take it. You definitely have to call me next time, what if I'm not in the city?" Just now, an idea popped into Lan Qingyue's mind, and she realized that the original owner had given her the key, but the man hadn't accepted it.
She glanced at Qi Yu beside her, turned slightly to the side, and smiled, "Dad, let me introduce you. This is my boss, surnamed Qi, Mr. Qi. This is my dad."
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