Wen Zhaoye was eager to see Wen Jiaojiao and said impatiently, "You just need to tell me where she is."
Seeing that he couldn't persuade her, Jiang Peitian had no choice but to make a phone call: "Where is she?"
Ah Long sat on the bus, and he secretly glanced at the forlorn girl in front of him, who was looking out the window with her head turned to the side.
"We are on a bus now, and the final stop is Tianlin Road."
"Keep her calm, we're on our way now."
After Jiang Peitian finished speaking, he hung up the phone, looked up at the handsome man who was losing his composure, and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to find her."
Wen Zhaoye got into the car, but he felt no joy at finding his biological father; instead, he was filled with anxiety about how to deal with Wen Jiaojiao.
He was afraid that if he kept pestering her, he would only make Wen Jiaojiao more disgusted. But if he really let go, the thought of that possibility made him feel as if his heart was being squeezed by a large hand, suffocating him.
Seeing his restless and anxious appearance, Jiang Peitian chuckled and said:
"There are plenty of women out there. You just haven't seen enough of them, which is why you're so insecure. Once you come to Hong Kong with me, you'll find that even the strongest love will only last a year or two before you get tired of it."
Wen Zhaoye lowered his eyes to hide the disgust in them for his promiscuous thoughts and said, "That's you."
Jiang Peitian neither agreed nor disagreed, but instead said:
"Since you're so uneasy, why don't I ask her what she thinks first? Then you can decide whether to calm down and choose another approach or continue to pester her."
Wen Zhaoye's heart, which had been pounding with pain, eased, and he nodded, saying, "Thanks."
Jiang Peitian smiled: "..."
I never imagined I could give birth to such a devoted lover.
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