Chapter 332 She Is Finally Willing to See Me

Jing Zhan never dreamed that he would receive an invitation from Jing Yue.

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"Look, Ah Lang! It's Yue'er's invitation card! She...she wants to see me!" Jing Zhan's resolute face was full of excitement and joy at the moment, holding the invitation card in his hand, his eyes were slightly red , his hands trembled a little, as if he wanted to stand up happily, but he could only move his waist.

"What? Really!?" Jing Lang strode up to Jing Zhan's side, raised his hand to take the invitation card in Jing Zhan's hand, and looked at the clean signature, the word "Jing Yue" was so dazzling.

"Great...she is finally willing to see me...that's great..." Jing Zhan has been indifferent for more than ten years, but at this moment, he just received an invitation from Jing Yue, but he is already full of excitement. Like this.

"Fifteen years...I've waited for fifteen years..." Jing Zhan clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were slightly wet-moist, he seemed to be sighing and relieved.

"Father..." Jing Lang had a sore nose, knelt down beside Jing Zhan on one knee, raised his hand to cover Jing Zhan's clenched hand, his eyes were full of complexities.

"I owe her these fifteen years, regardless of cause and effect, I owe her." Jing Zhan said with a trembling voice with his head bowed: "She should blame me, she should! "

For so many years, Jing Zhan has never forgotten his child. He tried everything but failed to find that child. Originally, he just wanted to watch Jing Yue from afar, watch her future path, and quietly protect her. But how could he not long for Jingyue to recognize him as her father?

Now that Jing Yue actually came to find her by herself, Jing Zhan's mood that had been calm for fifteen years once again set off waves.

After a sleepless night, Jing Zhan was sitting on a chair in the room, looking at the picture scroll hanging on the wall, his eyes were full of nostalgia and love, and his whole body was full of indelible sorrow, Ayun, our child grows up Yes, did you see it?

I've seen it, it's very similar to you, but it's not like you.

After a night of silence, Jing Zhan stared at the painting all night, and did not move until the sky lit up. His body was a little sore, and he obviously hadn't slept all night, but at this moment, Jing Zhan's face didn't look tired at all. It's the color of excitement.

With a faint blush on his cheeks, he called Ruburt early in the morning.

"My lord, what do you think of this outfit?" Ruburt patiently picked clothes for Jing Zhan.

"No, it's too fancy. Yue'er may think I was a playboy when she saw it." Jing Zhan shook his head, and Jing Lang, who was standing behind Jing Zhan, twitched his mouth when he heard the words, and didn't express much.

"And this one?" Ruburt continued to take the clothes.

"So red? No no no...what does it look like." Jing Zhan continued to shake his head, Jing Lang silently glanced at the dark red almost black clothes, the corners of his mouth twitched again, where was the redness? Where is it red? You can't see the red color if you don't look carefully at all! ?

"Then this one?" Ruburt's expression also changed a little, and he continued to take out one.

"It's either red or black! No way..." Jing Zhan continued to shake his head.

"I said Dad, it's just to have a meal, why are you so picky?" Jing Lang finally couldn't help it, how long will he pick like this?

"I have to make a good impression on Yue'er, take out all the clothes, and choose carefully." Jing Zhan didn't care, and with a big wave of his hand, he just turned out the bottom of the suitcase, looking for clothes one by one very carefully, From time to time, he would ask Jing Lang, how is this? If he said yes, he would pick a bunch of faults, and if he said no, it would definitely be bad.