Both of them were very alert. They stopped talking the moment Jiang Xiu appeared, stood up with his back to Jiang Xiu's man, and his voice was gentle: "It seems that you have other guests, so I will go to see the old man first."

Ding Lansheng pursed his lips and smiled: "Okay."

The man nodded and left.

The lights were too dim, and Jiang Xiu didn't see his face. He just heard the sound. He should be a man in his forties. He walked past Jiang Xiu and quickly left.

Ding Lansheng stood up and said, "Who are you?"

Jiang Xiu said softly: "Hello, Mr. Ding."

Ding Lansheng was actually a little unhappy. He chose such a secluded place specifically, and someone would come to him. But when he heard such a soft little girl's voice, he was stunned for a moment. There was such a person in his memory, Wu Dong's soft words.

He looked at Jiang Xiu for a while, couldn't see the girl's face clearly, and asked, "What are you?"

"My name is Jiang Xiu."

Jiang Xiu actually didn't know what she should say to this person who was suspected of her father. There seemed to be nothing to say, but there was a feeling of rising emotions in her heart almost overflowing. Finally, she just whispered: "I... I accidentally got lost."

"..." Ding Lansheng smiled helplessly: "Are you here to attend the banquet?"

Jiang Xiu nodded.

Ding Lansheng said: "Then follow me and I will take you out."

Jiang Xiu nodded.

When he arrived at the bright light, Ding Lansheng suddenly remembered something and turned around and wanted to speak, but at that moment, he saw Jiang Xiu's slightly drooping face.

The face was delicate and small, fair and tender, and the facial features were as if they were carefully described in fine brushwork and painting. It reminded people of the March apricot blossom sky in the south of the Yangtze River, with drizzling drizzles and fishing boats singing in the evening.

Ding Lansheng was stunned for a moment.

Jiang Xiu was a little confused: "...what happened?"

Ding Lansheng's lips trembled a few times and asked hoarsely: "Girl... Whose family are you from?"

Jiang Xiu pursed her lower lip gently and didn't say anything.

Ding Lansheng took a breath: "You..." Jiang Xiu raised his eyes and said: "You want to ask who my mother is, right?

I can tell you that my mother is Lan Jinxi.”

"Lan..." Ding Lansheng almost burst into tears. He stepped forward a few steps and felt a little panicked: "You...you are Jinxi's child...you..." Jiang Xiu found that he had actually spoken out, and this was not an unspeakable topic. She paused and asked seriously: "I used to think my father was Jiang Shiyuan, but he told me in person that he was not my father. Mr. Ding, do you know who my father is?"

"Your father..." Ding Lansheng's voice trembled: "Are you just eighteen years old this year?"

"yes."

Ding Lansheng closed his eyes: "She actually gave birth to that child... I should have known for a long time. I should have known for being such a stubborn person..." Jiang Xiu was a little confused, but he didn't speak. After a long time, Ding Lansheng suddenly hugged her in his arms: "Sorry, although it's abrupt, you have come to me to guess that I am your father, your biological father. I'm sorry that I didn't accompany your mother to raise you into a human..." Jiang Xiu's fingers trembled.

Is it really him... it's him... Jiang Xiu thought he would be full of anger and wanted to ask Ding Lansheng, asking him why he wanted to let Lan Jinxi face everything alone and why he left her alone until death. However, when she was hugged by Ding Lansheng, she couldn't even ask anything. It turned out that... the father felt like this.

With just a gentle hug, you can feel great tenderness and courage.

Jiang Xiu said blankly: "...you, aren't you afraid that I'm lying to you?"

"You are her child."

Ding Lansheng said: "When I saw you, I knew you were her child."

In fact, Jiang Xiu and Lan Jinxi do not look very similar. The eighteen-year-old Lan Jinxi is proud and enthusiastic as if it is a dahlia, but Jiang Xiu is soft like a daisy. Just looking at her appearance, she is only similar in three or four points, but not very obvious.

"You just said, your name is Jiang Xiu, right?"

Ding Lansheng asked: "What two words?"

Jiang Xiu said his name softly, but Ding Lansheng was silent for a while, then smiled and touched Jiang Xiu's head: "I have heard of Jiang Shiyuan's affairs, you have suffered... Where are you living now?"

Jiang Xiu dared not say that he lived with Fu Chenhan, and said vaguely: "My friend lives."

"How can that work!"

Ding Lansheng said: "Since you are my daughter, you should naturally live in the Ding family! In this way, I will take you to see the old man..." Jiang Xiu didn't expect Ding Lansheng to be so decisive and was a little shocked. She had never thought about returning to the Ding family! However, Ding Lansheng said it out loud and took her into the banquet hall directly.

Neither of them realized that behind the flowers not far away, a girl clenched her fist and almost clenched her silver teeth.

Ding Minya originally wanted to see what this little fairy who was close to Gu Ci wanted to do, but she didn't want to hear such a shocking secret.

This little fairy named Jiang Xiu turned out to be her father's daughter! Ding Minya took a deep breath, carried her skirt and ran upstairs, rushing into her mother Zhao Ling's room. Zhao Ling was changing clothes. Seeing her daughter coming in, she angrily said, "You won't go to cut cakes for your grandpa right now.

What are you doing here?"

Ding Minya's face looked ugly, "Mom, I just saw dad with a girl..."                                                    

!”

Zhao Ling patted the comb in her hand heavily: "Female?

!Which shameless vixen is here to seduce someone else’s husband!?”

"No mom..." Ding Minya looked around and confirmed that only she and her mother were the only ones, and then said: "The woman's name is Jiang Xiu, and her father said... Jiang Xiu is his daughter!"

"What?

!”

Zhao Ling was almost mad at the piss of anger: "Daughter?

!Where can a daughter appear?

!Where did the liar come from..."                                                         �

Ding Minya said: "The Jiang Xiu said that her mother's name is Lan Jinxi. Her father was stunned when he heard this, and then he directly said that he wanted Jiang Xiu to recognize his ancestors and return to his hometown!"

"What?

!”

Zhao Ling widened her eyes and murmured, "Lan Jinxi...is this bitch again... Why is this bitch so gloomy... she even gave birth to a little bitch..."                                                                                                         �

Zhao Ling suddenly stood up, her eyebrows stood up, and said to Ding Minya: "Yaya, come downstairs with me, and see if I don't expose the little bitch's skin!"
Chapter completed!