Gu Nanzhi had no idea that his taunting made Yan Jiahe completely doubt his life and even almost went to find a reliable plastic surgeon.

She was in an exciting moment when she received her father's relics sent by Feng Zhen from the bodyguard at the door.

The things were contained in a finely carved mahogany box. The box was a bit big and required both hands to hold it.

Holding the box in both hands, she felt her palms feel hot, as if she could communicate with her deceased father across life and death through this relic.

She didn't avoid Feng Chen, she only carefully held up a treasure worth a thousand gold. She gently stroked the fine lines on the box with her hand, but her eyes were quietly red.

"What happened to the box?"

Seeing that her expression was wrong, Feng Chen asked.

"This is my father's lost relic that I finally found." Gu Nanzhi held the box in her arms. Even if the box was cold, she could warm it at this moment.

After holding it for a long time, she finally put the box on the coffee table next to the sofa. She was about to open the box, but her hands shook unconsciously, and she was afraid to open the box.

After a long mental process, she finally opened the box, and her eyes turned red when she saw a small wooden figure inside.

She remembered clearly that the wooden figure was specially carved and given to her father as a birthday gift when she was in elementary school.

How capable can a primary school student be? The carved wooden man had a big head, a heavy body, and even the arms were thicker and thinner. But her father was still very happy to receive the gift. However, she had not seen the wooden man since his birthday. She always thought that he had lost it. , but now I see it here.

With trembling hands, she took out the ugly wooden figure and put it on the coffee table. She saw that there were several letters inside, all written by her to her father.

The school she attended at that time promoted quality education and asked them to write a loving letter to their parents on their birthdays. All the letters she had written were in the box, no more and no less. .

The tears she couldn't control ran down her cheeks and fell on the coffee table.

In fact, until this moment, she had not been able to accept the fact that her father had passed away. She thought about the possibility that her father's body had not been found after his accident, and that his father was not dead and his life was saved.

She has been holding on to this fantasy, waiting for her father to come back day after day, year after year.

But it wasn't until this moment that she fully understood how much her father loved her. How could a father who loved her so much hide and not come back?

He is really gone.

Feng Chen looked at her sad side face and lowered his eyes slightly: "Are these things about you collected by your father?"

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her voice was a little hoarse and she said, "It was a birthday gift I gave to my father."

Feng Chen held her in his arms like a child, looked down at her crystal moist eyes, and said in a serious tone: "He loves you very much."

Gu Nanzhi stared at him stiffly for a few seconds, then raised her lips with tears on her face: "I know, he loves me very much."

Seeing the curve of the corners of her lips, Feng Chen lowered his head, and the fine strands of hair brushed against her forehead, causing a slight itch. He pressed a kiss on her forehead: "He loves you so much, he definitely doesn't want to You’re sad because of him.”

"I know, I just can't control it." She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes: "I was originally thinking that if my father's relics were very valuable, then I should return them to Wen Qing, but now It seems that they are all things that only my father and I think are important."

She seemed to be crying and laughing at the same time: "It's great, I don't have to give these back to Wen Qing."

Feng Chen made a slight humming sound in his throat, but she turned around and rummaged through the contents of the box.

Underneath the envelope were several black and white photos and a pair of gold rings.

That was a wedding photo. The woman in the photo was probably his father's beloved first wife, and these rings were probably their wedding rings.

This box seems to hide all the father's thoughts. He hides all his most valued and beloved things here, including his beloved wife and daughter.

"Tell me, will my father regret putting me and his wife's things together after he knows that I am not his daughter?" She asked in a low voice, as if asking Feng Chen for an answer, but also as if she was asking herself. Talk to yourself.

He turned his head slightly, straightened Gu Nanzhi's head, held her face in his hands and looked down at her, their eyes met, and she could feel the tender affection hidden in his deep black eyes.

She heard him say to her in a solemn and low voice: "No matter where you are, he loves you very much. An outstanding, intelligent and self-reliant daughter like you is the pride of his life."

Gu Nanzhi's dim eyes suddenly seemed to see light and lit up little by little.

As if sensing Gu Nanzhi's emotions, Feng Chen put his other hand around her back and slowly embraced her.

But she refused to be hugged by such a simple and comforting hug. She raised her head from the man's arms, then sat upright, put her right hand on the man's shoulder, and rubbed it gently.

"What's wrong?"

As soon as Feng Chen opened his mouth, Gu Nanzhi kissed him, and she kissed her a little eagerly.

She had never kissed like this, a mixture of seeking comfort and venting. It was only when she was kissing Feng Chen that she felt the violently beating heart in her chest.

The light in the room was bright, and Feng Chen could feel her emotions. He put his arms around the back of her head and supported her head with his palms, responding to her sudden and fierce kiss.

The two of them didn't stop for a while. He felt that it was the first time that Gu Nanzhi kissed so fiercely, but he refused to let go. They were so close to each other, as if their breath was hot and hot.

She was already lacking oxygen. When she let go of him, her eyes were red and she was panting slightly, leaning against his arms to rest. Feng Chen put his arms around her waist and held her in his arms.

After a long time, he felt Gu Nanzhi's heartbeat slowing down, and then he lowered his head and kissed her again.

But this time the kiss was very light and shallow, like a dragonfly touching water, so gentle.

After the kiss, he held her hand and wrapped his entire hand around hers. Her hand was a little cold, but he warmed it.

Lying in his arms and resting, the two of them didn't speak for a while. During this period, Feng Chen's cell phone rang. It was Yang Ciyuan calling to report on work.

Gu Nanzhi refused to move, and Feng Chen had no intention of letting her down. His free arms tightened around her slender waist, making her feel completely safe.

After answering the phone, he briefly arranged the subsequent work for Yang Ciyuan and set a time for the afternoon meeting. After listening to Yang Ciyuan's report on the progress of the project, he hung up the phone.

This phone call only lasted about six minutes, but she lay motionless in his arms like a doll. She didn't wake up until the call was over and looked up at him.

"Feng Chen, I want to continue."

He was a little confused: "What?"

She looked at her without any timidity: "I want to continue doing the next thing with you."