Chapter 9: Never use her

After lunch, the conversation in the study went on for a long time before it ended.

Gu Jingchen left the room first, and Ding Qian was kept by Fang Zhihai.

"Dad," Ding Qian watched Gu Jingchen walk out of the study, and then turned back his gaze, "I don't like you to force him like that."

Fang Zhihai sighed: "He is a man, Xiao Qian - if he wants to marry my daughter, he must take on the responsibility of a man."

Ding Qian lowered his eyes: "His family situation is special, you are exposing his scars."

"If he can't even bear this, he will be even less qualified to be with my daughter."

Fang Zhihai said with a solemn expression.

Ding Qian said: "But he doesn't want to be with your daughter, he just wants to be with me."

Fang Zhihai was stunned for a moment.

After a moment, he made a soft voice: "Xiao Qian, you can't separate these two identities - then if he wants to be with you, he must make a choice."

"Give up his career for me?"

Ding Qian's voice suddenly rose, and the beautiful almond's eyes were slightly rippling, "Dad, don't you think it's too selfish to do this?"

"I didn't think about myself, so I didn't realize it was a selfish act."

After hearing Ding Qian's words, Fang Zhihai's face also calmed down slightly, "Xiao Qian, my words and deeds today have disappointed me; you are not even as good as him in respecting me."

"It's because he did well enough...I can't let you use my relationship with us to coerce and aggriev him."

Ding Qian stood up and looked down at Fang's father.

"Even if you don't agree, Dad, I'm sorry... I'll still be with him.

And this is my life and my own choice, and none of you has the right to stop or interfere.”

After saying that, she turned around and was about to walk out.

Behind her, Fang Zhihai sighed.

“…Who said I disagree?”

“…”

Ding Qian's step suddenly stopped.

The slender eyelashes blinked, and the person standing there seemed to be a little unable to believe what they heard.

After a few seconds, Ding Qian's consciousness returned and turned around suddenly.

A smile suddenly stained the corners of her lips and eyes-

"Dad, do you agree to us be together?

!”

"If I don't agree, I think you won't recognize me as my father."

Fang Zhihai looked at Ding Qian helplessly.

"Dad, I knew you must be enlightened!"

Fang Zhihai snorted lightly and seriously: “Is that so?

I just saw your expression and thought you were going to break off a father-daughter relationship with me."

"How could that happen!"

Ding Qian ran back with a smile, "Dad is the best!"

"Okay, don't use your sweet words to coax me."

Fang Zhihai looked at his baby daughter helplessly, "He performed well today, and I can see his character and feelings for you, so I can let you pass the test."

Speaking of this, Fang's father hummed softly again.

"Otherwise, even if you cry out in the old manor, I wouldn't agree to you being with a model."

"You are professional discrimination..."

Ding Qian murmured in a low voice.

“…”

Fang's father did not make a sound and his eyes narrowly pulled over.

Ding Qian raised her hand and zipped her mouth, then smiled obediently at Fang's father.

Before the New Year's Eve dinner, at Gu Jingchen's insistence, Ding Qian reluctantly sent the person out of Fang's house.

"I think it can..."

Until Gu Jingchen got into the car, Ding Qian still grumbled with frown.

Gu Jingchen smiled and turned around.

"Not suitable... wait for next year.

I will visit you rightfully for the New Year."

"It's older than my dad."

Ding Qian glanced at him.

"Am I old-fashioned?"

Gu Jingchen's eyes deepened.

Ding Qian didn't notice anything at all, so she raised her head: "You are not old enough to care about this--"

Before he finished speaking, a light kiss touched her lips.

The slightly cool smell of winter and the smell of sniff in the air bring an inexplicable haze.

The kiss stopped until the beautiful fireworks bloomed in the endless night.

"I don't think I'm old-fashioned."

The low and slightly silly voice was filled with a clean smile.

The master of the voice had a slight black eyes in the night, and his softest smile was precipitated-

"What do you think?"

Ding Qian then came to her senses and slowly grinded her back teeth.

"...Well, Senior Gu, you are really not old-fashioned."

Gu Jingchen laughed.

He turned around and said, "Will you go to the movie tomorrow?"

“The first day of the Lunar New Year?

See a movie?"

Ding Qian looked at the people in the car with a look of "You're OK, are you okay?"

Gu Jingchen lowered his eyes and chuckled.

"After the age of fourteen, I spend every first day of the first lunar month alone in the cinema."

“…”

Looking at the heartbreaking smile on her clear and graceful side face, Ding Qian felt that if the imagination could be substantial, then a small white flag would have been raised behind her.

"I'll go, I'll definitely go-it's fine to watch with you for a day."

"You said."

The man who had just lowered his eyes without any energy just now smiled and said, "See you."

“…”

The car drove out together with the man's successful smile.

Ding Qian, who was standing there, was speechless for a long time.

...Well, I was plotted.

The driver took Ding Qian to the entrance of the square and was sent away by Ding Qian.

Ding Qian took care of her long hanging hair, glanced at the time, and walked towards the place they had made an appointment.

There were still dozens of meters away, and she saw the man standing at the entrance of the mall from afar.

The man wore a wine-red turtleneck sweater, black slim khaki pants, a pair of black riding boots on his feet, and a double row of wide-button black lapel coat on the outside.

In addition, he was wearing a mask and sunglasses, with wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, and even though there were not many pedestrians on the Plaza Street on the first day of the Lunar New Year, the turnover rate was still going to the extreme.

When Ding Qiandan walked in front of him from dozens of meters away, he saw that many girls who slowed down were quite ready.

It's indeed a disaster...
To be continued...