Daddy, Here Is Mommy

Jun Liuli knows that it is not easy for them to accept each other and like each other. It's not something that can be done in a short time.

He had no choice of birth, no choice of responsibility and responsibility on his shoulders.

Maybe, he can't make his own decisions about marriage.

But he will not give up.

Ding Pei, sitting in the front passenger's seat, is relatively simple. In her heart, only work.

Her sense of responsibility is above all else.

The motorcade arrived at qingyuntai and stopped in turn.

Yuwenfeng got off first and opened the door for Jun Liuli.

"Master Liuli, please."

"Thank you."

Jun Liuli politely replied, step, get off.

The air here seems to be a little different from the imperial capital, with a trace of tranquil orchid air.

If there is no elegant orchid fragrance floating into the nose, the smile on Jun Liuli's face becomes more and more moist.

"Master Liuli, this way..."

Yuwenfeng leads Jun Liuli and his party to the reception hall of Qingyun platform.

Nan Huaijin, who got the news, had already been waiting at the door of the hall.

"Mr. Nan..."

Jun Liuli opened his mouth with admiration.

"Master Liuli..."

Nan Huaijin, dressed in a gray silk pullover, held out his right hand.

Jun Liuli quickly extended his hand.

When he saw Nan Huaijin, he felt that he was more elegant and noble than what he saw on TV. Moreover, it looks much younger than the actual age.

"How is your father?"

Nan Huaijin personally leads Jun Liuli to the reception hall, and asks while walking.

"He's fine."

Although it was the first time to meet, Jun Liuli did not feel oppressed at all. On the contrary, he also felt very kind.

Step into the reception hall.

The relevant personnel of both sides sat down in turn.

Ding Pei sat on the right hand side of Jun Liuli and turned on the pen.

……

Licheng.

Flower island.

After hearing the news that the king's family sent someone to Licheng, he was stunned for a long time. Then he took the Jade Flute and went to the reef where Bo Yuheng threw himself into the sea.

He won't be accompanied, so the guards have to follow him far away.

After a while, the melodious flute circled, and the waves lingered in the sky of flower island.

A moment later.

The sound of the flute is like crying and telling a memorable past.

When the guards listened, they all felt extremely sad and felt homesick.

The sound of the flute stops, and the air soaked with missing is moving, and the feeling of sadness is more and more serious.

Sea and sky line, as if that is the end of the world.

"Yuheng, have you ever regretted going to that world?"

Whoa

The waves rolled from the horizon, pounding the brown rocks with all their might, making a deafening noise.

The roar of concussion is like the roar of Bo Yuheng.

"Yuheng, I know you are not willing. But if you have half of Huaijin's mind, why not here? "

The dark wave holds the jade flute in hand and stands with the negative hand.

In his eyes, the tide was rolling.

"Mr. Ming, Mr. Yuwen is here."

The guard came to report.

The waves were too loud for him to hear.

"Who's here?"

"Mr. Yuwen..."

The guard raised the volume.

"Oh..."

He answered with a low voice, turned slowly, paced, and walked towards the villa on the island.

"Prince Pei..."

"Mr. Ming..."

Yuwenpei and Minglang are old-fashioned and have a good relationship.

"Mr. Pei, it's been a long time."

"OK, ok..."

A polite greeting.

Minglang and yuwenpei sat down, and the guards brought tea and cakes.

"Mr. Pei, you come here this time, is..."

Huadao is far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, surrounded by the sea. In addition to helicopters, there is only ferry.

In the memory of Minglang, yuwenpei only came here once with Nan Huaijin.

"Mr. Ming, I am here to send you an invitation in person."

Yuwenpei takes a plain invitation from his briefcase and hands it to Minglang.

“……”

The dark wave also takes over with both hands, opens, Ning eyebrow carefully.

"Mr. Pei, you are very filial. I will go. "

"Thank you very much, Mr. Ming. Although my mother has only met you once, she has been saying that she wants to see you again. If you can go, she will be very happy

Yu Wenpei saw that he should, and his face showed a trace of relief.Yuwen old lady will soon be 90 years old, before the body has been very strong. But since the death of Yuwen Nansheng, her situation is getting worse and worse.

Yuwenpei and yuwenfeng discussed and arranged a birthday party for her. When it comes to excitement, it makes her happy. Second, it's a matter of her mind.

Yuwenpei personally came to send the invitation to Minglang, which shows that he attaches great importance to it.

"I'm glad to see the old lady again, too."

The dark wave closed the invitation card and handed it to the guard on one side. Then he picked up the teacup and motioned for yuwenpei to drink with him.

"Mr. Pei, I haven't seen you for a long time. How has he been

Compared with yuwenpei, Minglang is more impressed by Yuwen Qingfeng. He can see that this Yuwen Qingfeng has the talent of longitude and latitude. He is afraid that he will surpass his father and uncle in the future.

"Thank you, Mr. Ming. The breeze is very good. He has already returned to school..."

"Oh..."

The dark wave answered and said again.

"The future of this child is limitless."

"Thank you for your love."

Although yuwenpei's words are modest, the pride in his brows can't be concealed.

As a father, there is nothing more proud than to hear others praise their children.

"And miss Qingge? Is she OK? "

Minglang took a sip of tea and continued to talk.

"That girl, I have to follow young master Yunxiao to Star City, and I don't want to study..."

When it comes to Yuwen Qingge, yuwenpei's proud eyes suddenly fade down and worry.

No wonder he looks like that.

Although Yuwen Qingge likes Gu Yunxiao, he has no name in the end. If these two people have a good future, if not, the past will become a stumbling block on Yuwen Qingge's emotional road.

"Everyone's pursuit is different..."

The dark wave smiles.

Yu Wenpei's face was even more embarrassed.

"Mr. Ming, speak from your heart. These two children, Qingfeng, I don't worry at all, I just worry about Qingge... "

Minglang understood his worry, thought for a while and comforted him.

"Don't worry. At their age, they should pursue what they want. Otherwise, at our age, I'm afraid I'll regret. What's more, take your time... "

"Well, I'm afraid that Qingge is too deep..."

"Don't worry. He has a sense of propriety."

When Ming Lang talks about Gu Yunxiao, it's like talking about his own children.

Like Nan Huaijin, he had no wife and no children. Coincidentally, they all regard Gu Yunxiao as their own children.

"Well..."

Yuwenpei took up his tea cup and took two sips of tea.

"I don't know if you've come to pear city."

The dark wave asked again.

"I'm out of the cabinet, so..."