"Sigh, let's not talk about the past. From now on, let's live a good life together and treat Doudou well. This is what I want to do."
After Wen Zhehan finished speaking, he looked at Wandou. His eyes were already red, and he had been restraining his feelings. He said, "Doudou, I'm the one who let you down. I owe you 26 years of fatherly love. I don't dare to hope that you can acknowledge me, but I still have a glimmer of hope. I hope that I can still hear you call me dad in my lifetime and not Principal Wen."
After Wen Zhehan finished speaking, he covered his eyes with his hands. He was very upset. Perhaps it was because he had drunk alcohol that he could no longer control his feelings.
Hearing his words, Wan Dou felt sour in her heart. Although she had never lived with Wen Zhehan and had no feelings for him, she could not ignore blood ties.
