Chapter 283 The Return
n City Yangguan District

Chu Yao gently knocked on the door of her parents' house.

Not long after, the door opened and it was my father.

"Dad, we're back."

Father Xia who opened the door was stunned for a moment, and looked at his daughter kindly.

"Don't call your mother when you come back."

They already knew that Chu Yao was in Myanmar during the last phone call.

They thought they wouldn't come back so soon, but they didn't expect that they would come back today.

"Isn't this a surprise for you and Mom?

This is what I brought back from Myanmar for you.

See if you like it. "

Although it was indeed bought from Myanmar, she really didn't know if her parents liked it or not.

In the previous life, because I was too young when they died, I didn't know their preferences.

But in this life, she was busy dealing with those hiding in the dark, and rarely went home, thus ignoring their preferences.

So she didn't even know if they liked the things he brought back.

Dad Xia happily took the gift from Chuyao's hand, with an expression of disbelief.

Finally relieved.

Their daughter had grown up, and she was no longer the little girl who would sneak into his arms whenever she was shy.

She can be on her own, and they don't have to worry about it.

"I like it, as long as it is sent by Yaoyao, we will all like it."

Dad Xia didn't stare at Chu Yao like before.

What he said was kind.

"Dad, what's wrong with you today, it's not normal."

Chu Yao looked at her father and touched his forehead, she wondered if her father had a fever and burned his head, he was so gentle today.

"You little bastard, be gentle with you, you're not used to it, are you?"

Dad Xia, whose forehead was touched, couldn't help but lose his temper.

Seeing such a father, Chu Yao nodded in satisfaction.

"That's why I miss my father. Just now I suspected that what I met was a fake father."

Dad Xia: "..."

Murong Qingyan: "..."

If his wife hadn't told him to be gentle with his child, he wouldn't have been able to resist scolding this little brat long ago.

How dare you talk to him like that.

Really disrespecting the old and loving the young.

"Dad, how long do you want us to stand at the door?"

At this moment, Chu Yao opened her mouth. It was obviously her own house, and her father blocked the door from entering. She said that she was also drunk.

"Cheng Hao, who is it?"

Just when Dad Xia was about to speak, Mom Xia's voice came from inside.

Dad Xia had no choice but to walk in.

Chu Yao smiled.

He followed his father into the house, and Murong Qingyan came in last.

"Mom, Qing Yan and I are back."

Looking at the busy figures in the kitchen, Chu Yao entered the kitchen, looked at her mother, and said.

By the way, I tied an apron on my waist.

Hearing her daughter's voice, Xia Ma put down the knife in her hand and was about to go out.

But when she put down the knife, she turned around.

I saw that my daughter had already tied up her apron.

"Yaoyao?"

Xia Chuyao: "Well, Mom, I'll help you."

Xia Ma nodded, the kitchen was a harmonious and warm scene.

And the two men outside the kitchen.

What are you talking about while watching TV?
Dad Xia: "Qingyan, can you play chess?"

Murong Qingyan: "A little bit."

Dad Xia: "It's a bit boring for us to just watch TV like this. Would you like to have a game?"

Murong Qingyan: "Okay."

So they chatted and chatted, and the two men started playing chess.

(End of this chapter)

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