Jun Jisheng looked at his daughter with a firm face. After a long time, he said, "do you really believe he won't hurt you again?"

"I believe it." she said with certainty, "Dad, I believe him, just as Mom believes you."

Her words made Jun Jisheng silent, and Qin Sitong said to her husband, "well, let the children decide for themselves. Since Yan Yan has made a decision, we should respect their decision as parents."

Jun Jisheng looked at his wife and then at his daughter. It seemed that his wife was willing to be with him again.

In those years, he didn't hurt Si Tong so deeply that Si Tong almost died in the sea, and even gave birth to Yan Yan.

"It's up to you, just... Beichen." Jun Jisheng's eyes fell on Mei Beichen. "There are some things that can't be done over and over again. You should remember that this is the last chance my daughter gives you. Otherwise, even if you are fate, you don't have the right to be with Yan."

"This time, I won't!" Mei Beichen said.

After Jun Jisheng and Qin Sitong left, Mei Beichen turned to look at Qin Sitong and said, "do you really believe me?"

"Believe it, if you don't believe it, you won't say you want to be with you again," she said. "Now you've finally passed my father's level. Let's go and have a look."

She said, then turned around. The next moment, he grabbed her from behind her. She fell into a wide chest. His breath blew the hair on her cheek, and a low and elegant voice sounded in her ear, "Yan Yan, do you care about me?"

"Why do you suddenly ask this?" her cheek couldn't help getting a little hot.

"I wonder, do you care?" he asked again.

She bit her lip slightly, and finally said as he wanted, "I care..."

"I care about you, too. I care about you most." he whispered.

"Well, don't hold it like this. The servant will see it." junle Yan said. After all, the place where they are now is still in the restaurant.

His hand was released. She subconsciously wanted to take his hand to the nursery, but when she shook it, she started with the touch of gauze. Junle Yan found that she was holding his injured hand.

Suddenly, she hurriedly loosened and hurriedly said, "how about it? Did you scratch your hand?"

Her nervous and worried appearance made his eyes flash, "don't worry, you didn't catch it. Are you so worried about my hand because of guilt?"

Junle Yan nodded. She was really guilty. If she could react quickly and run away early in the morning, he wouldn't have made such a bad decision. He wouldn't have been hurt by a car crash.

"So Yan Yan..." he hesitated and said, "do you want to be with me again... Because of sympathy?"

She blinked, sympathy?!

A silent atmosphere filled between them. His eyes were slightly dark. Then he smiled and leaned down. His lips gently brushed her lips. "It doesn't matter. Even if it's sympathy, it doesn't matter. It's the best thing for me to be with you again."