Han Jiali got out of the car and ran forward to chase the man, but he didn't seem to want to be caught up. After realizing it, he also sped up and ran with a limp.
Han Jiali chased him and ran to the corner of the alley ahead. Seeing that the man was getting farther and farther away, she shouted in desperation, "Qin Taoji!"
The man didn't pause and continued to move forward.
"Qin Taoji, if you dare to take another step today, I will never forgive you!"
Han Jiali burst into tears again. When was the last time she was so sad?
It seemed like a few years ago, when Han Sian was over two years old, the child suddenly developed a high fever in the middle of the night. Because he felt uncomfortable all over, he could only cry at the top of his lungs.
That day, she and her parents took the child to the hospital, and she stayed with her alone until dawn, when her fever subsided.
Because there were many patients in the hospital at that time and the ward was full, she could only hold the child, coax her, and look at the medicine.
After the child fell asleep, she buried her head and cried for a long time.
A feeling of powerlessness and loneliness filled my chest.
The man was stunned for a moment, and his pace did not stop but slowed down obviously, and finally turned right into the next alley.
Han Jiali confirmed that she did not make a mistake. Her intuition told her that the man was Qin Taoji.
Her Qin Taoji.
But she couldn't understand why he left and why he refused to recognize her.
Unable to hold back any longer, I squatted on the ground and cried loudly.
She has a gentle personality and is an independent and strong daughter in front of her parents, and a strong mother in front of her daughter. She has digested all her emotions over the years on her own, and even when she lost control of her emotions that time, she just cried silently.
"Son of a bitch!"
"Beast!"
"Hmm~"
Suddenly, a big hand hugged my shoulders and pressed my back against his chest.
Han Sian was right, his chest was warm.
"Stop crying."
"Lili."
Qin Taoji's voice was dry and hoarse, no longer as cool and cheerful as he remembered.
"Son of a bitch!"
"Aren't you going to leave? Don't you know me? Why did you come back?"
"Go away, I don't need you, I will never talk to you again."
Han Jiali's mouth spewed a string of words like a machine gun. She stood up when her legs became numb from squatting. Qin Taoji stood up in sync with her. The arm around her shoulder was thin but strong, while on the other side, only the empty sleeve hanging down could be seen.
"Get away!" Han Jiali struggled and didn't want him to get close to her.
"Don't cry, I'll leave right away."
Han Jiali became even angrier after hearing this, and the nameless anger in her heart rose to her throat.
"It's none of your business whether I cry or not! We broke up eight hundred years ago! We're not related anymore!"
"Si'an is my daughter." Qin Taoji was very sure, and what he said was not a question.
"No, she belongs to me and my ex-husband. Don't you know that I've been married once?" Han Jiali denied.
"Thank you, Lili." Qin Taoji let her go, and he carefully kept the empty sleeve away from Han Jiali.
Han Jiali wiped her tears and snorted, "Don't thank me, Sian is just my daughter." Listening carefully, one could sense the deliberateness in her words and the endless grievances she wanted to tell him.
"I know, I just wanted to come and see her, not to snatch her from you..."
Really just a look.
Just one glance.
Han Jiali glared at him, "Didn't you see it that day? Why are you here now?"
I want to come and see you.
After a long silence, he said, "Don't throw away the passbook I gave you. I will deposit money into it regularly in the future."
Hearing his words that he had no intention of returning to her, Han Jiali's tears, which she had just wiped away, rolled out of her eyes one after another, and her heart felt like it was being rubbed and beaten.
"What's our relationship? I need your money?"
"She is my only daughter! I can give her the best life by myself."
"What can a disabled person like you do? No one would even hire you to shine shoes. What do you think you can give them? Thirty or fifty each?"
Once people get angry and lose their minds, they just want to attack the other person's most vulnerable and sensitive spots.
Never give up.
Qin Taoji couldn't find the words to refute, so he pursed his lips and lowered his head.
He put on his hat and turned around: "I'm leaving first, take care."
"Sister! Sister! Who is that person?" Han Jiachao came over when Han Jiali didn't come back for a long time, but only saw Qin Taoji's back.
Han Jiali regretted saying those hurtful words, but she was stubborn and refused to try to keep him.
What was the point of her saying more? He was determined not to meet her again.
"I admit my mistake. Let's go."
Han Jiachao is not a fool. His sister's eyes are so red, how could there be no story?
"Sister, who do you think he is?"
"No one, let's go."
Han Jiali also wanted to let go.
Why should she be obsessed with the past and refuse to move on? She still has a lot of good years ahead of her.
"Mom, why are you crying? Did your uncle bully you?"
Han Sian wiped away her tears with heartache.
Han Jiachao raised his hand: "Little ancestor, it's unfair. I dare not bully your mother."
Han Sian: "Then why is mom crying?"
Han Jialan and his wife, who were sitting in the front, didn't say anything, but just pricked up their ears.
Their years of experience as gossipers told them that there must be a story between Han Jiali and the man who escaped.
Han Jiali said bluntly: "I saw Qin Taoji."
There is no concealment.
"squeak"
Xu Yichang braked suddenly and the car almost crashed into the flower bed next to him.
Haven't heard this name in several years.
Not to say that already...
How come he's still alive and in this state?
He was once the most ambitious police officer Qin in Qingshui Town.
A leader in family background and appearance.
"dad?"
"Is that man really Dad?"
Han Sian was surprised and wanted to believe it but didn't dare.
She always remembered her mother saying her father's name was Qin Taoji.
That's a nice name.
"Yeah." Han Jiali nodded.
Everyone in the car was getting nervous. They wanted to watch the show and also wanted to comfort Han Jiali.
"But, Mom, didn't you say Dad had already died?"
Han Jialan: "Yes, your brother said so."
"Brother? Which brother?"
It seems that apart from brother Lin Jingbei, Han Sian has no other brothers who are close to him.
"Qin Yuan, your father's nephew."
Han Sian: "I don't know him? Mom, have I seen him before?"
"No." When she married Li Jian, their family had already moved away.
I heard that he was going to meet Qin Yuan's parents.
"Okay." Han Sian was a little excited. "Mom, since Dad is back, why don't you come home with us?"
"have no idea."
But she could also guess some of his thoughts.
Having lost an arm and becoming thin and frail, he was no longer the proud Officer Qin. He began to feel inferior and thought he was not worthy of her.
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