"who is he?"
"You should have heard of his name. Your father's name is He Zongyan."
Guan Jibai took a breath, of course she knew.
She knew it, and so did the original owner. Whether now or in the future, this name was resounding. He had been the subject of biographies, his deeds made into movies and TV series. He was a war hero who had died defending his country, and who appeared in elementary school textbooks.
He Zongyan! From a long-standing and prestigious family, among the many brilliant figures who have emerged, the brightest, yet short-lived, meteor.
"We had agreed to get married when he came back, but instead of waiting for him, I received the news of his sacrifice." Guan Wanwan's eyes became moist again. For more than ten years, every time she recalled the past, she felt a heart-wrenching pain.
"When I found out I was pregnant, his funeral had already taken place. People all over the country admired him, mourned his untimely death, and praised his upright character..." She couldn't finish the rest of the sentence.
But Guan Jibai already understood.
It was as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water on him. "So, in order to avoid tarnishing his reputation, you'd rather die than tell anyone?"
"I'm sorry. It was my fault."
"You're wrong!" Guan Jibai scolded. "Then did you know that he has a posthumous daughter who was pampered and raised in the He family?"
Because she was too excited and stood up suddenly, Guan Jibai's eyes went dark. She quickly leaned on a chair and pressed her forehead to calm herself down. She told herself in her heart that this had nothing to do with her.
It's all in the past. No matter who the father of this body is, it has nothing to do with her.
In her mind, her father only recognizes Guan Wenbai.
The rest are all false and don't take them seriously.
Thinking about it this way, I feel much better.
"I'm sorry, I was impulsive and shouldn't have said that to you."
"No, Xiaobai, what did you say? Say it again?" Guan Wanwan's face was frighteningly pale, and she completely lost control of her emotions and collapsed, grabbing Guan Jibai and refusing to let go. "You said your father had a posthumous daughter? Is this true? How did you know? Tell me, tell me now!"
"It's true. Many people know about it. The only one who doesn't know is you. You went to the countryside and were cut off from the news."
How could Guan Jibai not know? He Sisi, the daughter of the He family. Known as the true princess of the Beijing circle, the ageless goddess of the entertainment industry, a painter, and a socialite. She has many identities, but the one she cannot hide, and everyone tacitly keeps silent about, is the only one.
She is the daughter of the hero He Zongyan, and even her name, Sisi, means missing He Zongyan.
So famous.
She traveled through time thirty years later and had also heard of He Sisi's name.
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Guan Wanwan fell ill and had a high fever. She was very ill for several days. Guan Jibai took care of his mother while busy with his career. Fortunately, by the time he returned to work on the third day, Guan Wanwan's fever had subsided.
It’s just that the blow was too great, the illness is recovering slowly, and the mental state is not good.
Guan Jibai felt a little regretful. If he had known this earlier, he would not have said it.
She had to go to work on the third day and was also busy with Niu Shanshan's affairs.
She was also afraid of Niu Shanshan's suicidal personality. If she didn't get her work done quickly, she might jump into the river again if she became depressed. She might not have the courage to jump in a second time.
Guan Jibai wrote two letters simultaneously, one to Ding Jiaming. In times like these, a woman needs a career and independence even more. Living a radiant life avoids appearing ridiculous and becoming a laughing stock in the eyes of others.
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