Not even familiar.

He said cautiously: "Mr. Ye, this...is this your relative?"

Ye Wudao shook his head: "No. Take a closer look."

Song Qianqian carefully observed Song Dao.

Song Dao was extremely nervous, like a primary school student who was taking an exam.

How he wished his daughter would recognize him, so that he would feel less guilt in his heart.

Unfortunately, the reality let him down.

Song Qianqian finally shook her head: "Sorry, Mr. Song, I don't know him, should I know him?"

Song Dao looked ashamed: "Qianqian, I'm sorry, I left you when you were young, leaving you with no impression of me at all."

"I... I'm not qualified to be your father."

what!

Song Qianqian trembled, staring at Song Dao with disbelief.

"You... are you my father, Song Dao?"

Song Dao nodded: "It's me, kid, I'm back."

This... how is this possible?

Song Qianqian couldn't accept it for a while, looked at the father in the photo, and then looked at Song Dao.

After reading it several times, Song Qianqian confirmed a fact: that man is back!

Two lines of hot tears flowed down Song Qianqian's cheeks.

"dad……"

The word stuck in his throat, but he couldn't say it.

Ye Wudao got up and smiled: "We will not disturb your reunion, Kunlun God of War, let's go first."

"Don't." Li Meijuan stopped Ye Wudao: "Mr. Ye, you have to finish your meal before leaving."

"You are the living Bodhisattva of our family, the savior, we don't know how to thank you..."

Song Qianqian quickly wiped away her tears and said, "Mr. Ye, you also found my father?"

Ye Wudao nodded.

Pfft!

Song Qianqian knelt down to Ye Wudao without hesitation: "Mr. Ye, thank you, you have rebuilt our family..."

Ye Wudao quickly pulled Song Qianqian up: "It's okay."

Song Qianqian said: "Mr. Ye, my mother is right. We can't repay you for your kindness to our family, so let's stay for dinner and express our gratitude."

"Otherwise our family will feel guilty."

Sai Xi Shi also said quickly: "Yes, Mr. Ye, it is difficult to show hospitality, so you can stay for a meal."

"You don't know, Xiao Shanshan misses you to death. If Xiao Shanshan knows that you are back and leaves without seeing her, she will definitely be sad."

Sai Xishi moved Xiao Shanshan out, Ye Wudao couldn't say anything else, and nodded: "Okay, then go after dinner."

Song Dao's eyes lit up, looked at Song Qianqian and said, "Qianqian, Xiao Shanshan is..."

Song Qianqian said quickly, "It's your granddaughter."

Song Dao's face was immediately flushed with happiness, "Okay, okay, I never thought that Song Dao would become a grandfather."

"By the way, Qianqian, how old is Xiao Shanshan?"

Song Qianqian said, "Five years old."

so far so good!

Song Dao let out a long sigh of relief: "I'm still young, Qianqian was about the same age when I left you."

"Meijuan, Qianqian, I will make up for what I owe you all these years on Xiao Shanshan."

Song Qianqian said, "Mr. Ye, sit here and drink tea first, and I'll cook."

"That... Dad, I want to eat the braised lion head you made..."

Song Dao said quickly: "Okay, Dad will do it for you."

The family of three got into the kitchen and got busy.

Ye Wudao and others were drinking tea in the living room of the outhouse.

Fang Hongbin looked at the happy family of three in the kitchen and smiled bitterly.

After Song Dao came out, he was accompanied by his family and even his granddaughter.

But he is not as good as he is, his wife is dead long ago, and his son is not his own.

He has no relatives in the world. JrNovels.com