She raised her childish face, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Jiang Yan. With a hint of anticipation, she whispered, "Dad, since I've behaved so well today, won't you be mad at me now?"
Hearing the voice, Jiang Yan slowly lowered his head, and the coldness in his eyes softened instantly.
He stretched out his hands, firmly holding Jiang Suisui's shoulders, his eyes locked tightly with his daughter's, and asked in a low and gentle voice: "Why do you feel that Dad is angry with you?
Jiang Suisui blinked his clear eyes and said seriously, "Dad, your brows have been so furrowed these days that they could kill a fly!"
Jiang Suisui said as she imitated Jiang Yan's serious demeanor, "And you were so cold when you spoke to me. You must be angry."
After saying that, Jiang Suisui spread his hands helplessly.
Seeing that the interaction between the father and daughter was becoming more and more in-depth, Old Master Jiang and Aunt Zhou looked at each other, understood each other, and while the two were concentrating on communicating, they quietly led the others out of the restaurant, leaving this space for the father and daughter who were resolving their misunderstandings.
When Jiang Yan heard his daughter's words, the expression on his face became more solemn, and his eyes revealed an unspeakable sense of self-blame and regret.
Jiang Yan took a deep breath, his voice a little hoarse and heavy.
He said slowly: "Dad is angry with himself. Dad feels that he has done a terrible job. He did not give you enough sense of security and support. That's why you are so sensible and want to solve everything by yourself!" His eyes were full of guilt.
Jiang Suisui was stunned when she heard Jiang Yan's words.
In her understanding, since the death of Lao Jiang in her previous life, she has been accustomed to relying on her own strength to solve problems and cope with various challenges in life.
In her opinion, this was a survival instinct, a way to make herself stronger. Wasn't it wrong to do so? She never expected that Jiang Yan would blame himself and feel sad because of her understanding.
"Aren't children liked only when they are sensible?" Jiang Suisui subconsciously asked the confusion in her heart in a soft voice. The voice was soft and weak, like a feather falling in the wind, with a hint of uncertainty and confusion.
Jiang Yan felt a pang of pain in his heart as he looked at his daughter's ignorant look.
He gently reached out his hand and patted his daughter's hair gently, his movements soft and slow, as if he was caressing the most precious treasure in the world.
"Jiang Suisui, with daddy here, you don't need to be so sensible, and you don't need to work so hard. You just need to be a happy child, play and laugh to your heart's content, and enjoy a carefree childhood. Daddy will always be by your side, protecting you from the wind and rain, and taking on everything for you."
Jiang Yan's voice was firm and powerful, as if he was making an eternal promise to his daughter.
And deep in his heart, perhaps he was whispering to his childhood self, trying to make up for the warmth and care that was once missing.
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