Tsundere Star Mom: Teach a Male God To Be a Dad

Ai Heng'an actually cried like a child, and answered with such sad cry,

"Yes, yes...my daughter, you will always be daddy's good daughter, and you will always be..."

Ai Qianqian nodded harder, her voice hoarse from crying, and finally called out the most touching title,

"dad……"

She once thought that she would never utter these two words in her life.

…

No matter what happened, deception, injury, betrayal, or even death... it's all in the past.

At least she was sure that the old man in front of her who was crying sadly loved her with an old and sincere heart, and he was also the man she couldn't let go of.

Glittering tears ran freely across her cheeks and fell to her mouth.

Let the saltiness spread, but it will never become a river of sadness again.

Ai Heng'an's trembling palms hugged Qian Qian,

"I'm sorry, Qianqian, it's dad who's sorry for you, it's dad who's sorry for you.

Qianqian, I made you suffer.

Sorry, sorry, my poor child...

…”

Ai Heng'an cried uncontrollably and kept apologizing repeatedly.

Ai Qianqian lay in Ai Heng'an's arms, crying like a child when she was wronged and hiding in her father's arms like a spoiled child.

Next to her, Mu Ruli, who was standing behind Ai Heng'an, also had wet eyes. Looking at the scene of father and daughter recognizing each other in front of her, she was moved to tears.

In the distance, the setting sun was slowly sinking as the evening approached.

Just like Zixia Fairy's cloak, the pavilion fills the blue, and the warm fiery red fills the sky.

Gently, the afterglow of the setting sun shines on the world, shining on the reunited father and daughter, warming all the cold and silent hearts in winter.

…

The dinner table at Ai Zhai must be the most lively and sumptuous dinner this year.

However, if Ai Hengan and Mu Ruli hadn't seen tonight's dinner with their own eyes, they would never have believed that the table full of delicacies on their dining table was actually served by the famous Ji San from City A. Do less.

After a year, so many things have happened. Not only Ai Qianqian, but also Ai Heng'an and Mu Ruli seemed a little embarrassed.

Therefore, the task of breaking this deadlock naturally fell on Ji Tianqi.

Ji Tianqi picked up the wine glass containing low-concentration wine and stood up from the dining chair.

Turning his head slightly, Ji Tianqi glanced down at the beautiful little woman sitting next to him, her sexy thin lips smiled in a doting manner.

He doted on her, already doting on her to the core of his heart.

Then, Ji Tianqi looked at the man on the main seat.

…

The evildoer's outline looked serious, but the smoky eyes that raised the corners of his eyes flashed an evil light.

"Dad, Qianqian and I have been married for such a long time, and now I have just come home to formally meet my father-in-law. I hope you can forgive me.

I wonder if you are satisfied with me as your son-in-law? "

Listening, Ai Qian wrinkled her nose.

She felt like there was something wrong with her ears. Why did she think Ji Moji's tone of voice was so... gruff?

Yes, hey! It’s just a joke!

Moreover, he seems to be very familiar with his father?

Even if she knew that Ji Moji had always felt surprisingly good about himself, and that he was extremely narcissistic and shameless.

However, except for the last press conference, Ji Moji and his father met once, but there was no communication at all from beginning to end.

It is said that "the more a father-in-law sees his son-in-law, the more he dislikes him." Just like when her father-in-law Ji Zefeng saw his eldest brother-in-law, such a domineering and perfect imperial man as his eldest brother-in-law also suffered all kinds of contempt and disgust from his father-in-law.

Ji Moji, where do you get the confidence to win your father's favor?

…

Just as Ai Qianqian was looking at Ji Tianqi in confusion, the corners of her mouth twitched and she heard Ai Heng'an's excited voice,

"Satisfied, satisfied.

Tianqi, daddy also wants to thank you for taking such good care of Qianqian for me. "

Ai Qianqian was shocked.

Ai Qianqian was shocked.

Because, my father, the old mayor, wished that the wrinkles on his face had turned into a big chrysanthemum blooming towards the sun. He clinked the wine glass held by Ji Tianqi and drank it down together.

Then Ai Heng'an looked at Ai Qianqian again. Instead of holding her hand, he took Ji Tianqi's hand and said to her,

"Qianqian, Tianqi is a good boy, dad can rest assured if you leave you to him."

Ai Qianqian was completely confused by the wind.

What's going on?

Who can explain why she suddenly feels that Ji Tianqi and her father are the real father and son~~~

…

Looking at the extremely handsome face of a certain evil man, he was pouting his red mouth and looking at himself with a naive smile.

The corners of Ai Qianqian's trembling mouth couldn't help but twitch again, and then she smiled, her curved and raised eyebrows so beautiful.

Although it is indeed a bit unexpected, after all, the name "Ji Sanshao" is a symbol of coldness, darkness, surliness and domineering in the hearts of everyone in City A, but she is very happy that her father likes Ji Moji so much.

Because, in this world, there is no child who does not want his parents to like his lover.

And she is even more so.

Ai Qianqian also stood up. Under the tablecloth, her other hand was already tightly clasped with his big hand.

Ai Qianqian looked at Ai Heng'an who was even more excited and even seemed a little nervous, her heart trembled slightly, and then she called him as unscrupulously as before,

"Dad, let me toast you too."

With that said, he picked up the red wine bottle on the side and wanted to pour wine for Ai Heng'an.

…

Ai Heng'an's body swayed a little as he sat in the wheelchair, and his eyes became cloudy and moist again. When people are too happy, they will be a little confused and unable to react.

Next to her, Mu Ruli's eyes were slightly wet and red.

He touched Ai Heng'an's arm anxiously, and couldn't help being happy in his voice, and quickly called him,

"Lao Ai, hurry up, Qianqian is toasting you!"

Ai Heng'an finally came to his senses and responded repeatedly,

"Okay, okay, my daughter will pour me some wine, okay..."

As he spoke, Ai Hengan tremblingly picked up the empty goblet, caught the wine Qian Qian poured for him, and drank it all in one gulp.

Ai Qianqian's nose is a little sore,

"Dad, please drink slowly."

Mu Ruli also used a handkerchief to carefully wipe the wine stains from the corners of Ai Heng'an's mouth, and said with a chuckle,

“That’s right, drink slowly.

I'll toast you Qianqian and make sure no one competes with you. "

Then, Mu Ruli looked at Ai Qianqian again.

…

Mu Ruli knew that Qian Qian was a kind-hearted child, but she was in such an awkward position and couldn't say much about the past.

Now that she saw Lao Ai and Qian Qian reconciled, she was really happy for the father and daughter.

Mu Ruli smiled softly. She had well-maintained skin and fine lines already appeared at the corners of her eyes. She said to Qian Qian,

"Qianqian, your dad hasn't drank this year.