Huaiyan could not believe that the old man standing in front of her, brimming with energy and determination, was her father, who drank all day.

"Father has decided, but Yan'er, tell me …" Will your mother want to see me again? "

Xu Xiangla pulled on his suit and sized up his happy expression with some unease.

"Dad …" With some dissatisfaction, she looked at the red-faced Xu Xiangjing. Uncle Ji had only left for a few days, how could his father have such thoughts?

"Sigh …" Xu Xiangjing let out a sigh and was a little disappointed: "I know that right now, your mother isn't feeling well, and she doesn't necessarily want to see me. Actually, I don't want to remarry your mother like you think, I just feel that she has no money and has had a hard time. I want to help her …"

"Dad, let's wait a bit longer. I'll ask Mom about it after this period of time."

When Huaiyan saw his dejected expression, her heart immediately softened. Actually, how could she not want her parents to reunite with her?

However, she was worried about Wei An's mood. If her mother and father were close now, he wouldn't feel so good right now.

"Mm. Yan'er, I've waited for twenty years. I'm not afraid of waiting any longer."

Xu Xiangjing was full of energy again as he opened his mouth to speak. When he saw his father so happy, he couldn't bear to spoil his mood. After talking for a while, Xu Xiangjing remembered that he should take Wei An out for a walk in the afternoon, so he left the sanatorium and took the bus home.

When Shen Canghao arrived home, it was already deep into the night. The bedroom was dark, and there was no light in the living room. He carried the cake, which was wrapped in a paper bag, into the room.

A large part of the wall above the bed became blank. At first, it was a wedding photo of Huaiyan and him, but because they had resisted each other, they had almost forgotten all about it. However, on the first night after Sulay had arrived, all the wedding photos had disappeared.

Shen Canghao looked at the large empty space and suddenly felt that it was a bit abrupt.

He put down the cake and went out of the bedroom to find Sulay, who had no one to rely on in this city, and who had only a few dollars with her when he found her, and who was still soft-hearted when he thought of Sulay, who had cried that night in his arms and lost control.

A separate studio appeared at the end of the corridor. Sure enough, when Shen Canghao went there, he saw a dense light coming out from the crack in the door.

Just as he was about to knock on the door, he discovered that the door was just ajar. He walked into the room with light steps, but saw that Su Lei was in his work clothes and was deep in sleep in front of the easel. His sleeves were half rolled up and his arms were white with different colors.

Shen Canghao bent down, wanting to carry her back, but when his hand touched her, she woke up. Seeing him, she immediately revealed a smile and grabbed his finger, pointing at the easel, she excitedly said to him, "Ah Hao, you're finally back. I drew a painting for you to hang in your bedroom, but I didn't see you for a long time, so I fell asleep!"

It was not her usual mournful crying and painful scolding when he returned late in the night. She actually acted as if nothing had happened, beaming brightly like the sun.

This was the smile he liked to see. It was Sulay's, with a hint of a high, bright, and warm smile.

There were two people in the picture, him and her. She was wearing a wedding dress and he was wearing a suit. The two of them were hugging each other, looking very happy. The background was still her favorite sea of sunflowers, one piece after another without end …

Shen Canghao suddenly felt a little moved. Those beautiful times had suddenly flooded in like a tide, and even though he was sensitive and knew that she was doing this to redeem his image in his heart, he still felt moved. It was as if he had replied to his love for her in the past, recalling the paintbrush she had used to focus on his hands and the emotions she had given him through numerous sketches.

"Ah Hao …"

She pursed her lips, her heart beating in fear. In the end, she still couldn't help but open her mouth: "Ah Hao, what you promised me, still counts?"

Shen Canghao stared blankly. He immediately understood what she meant. As long as she came back, he would definitely marry her …

Feeling his arms suddenly freeze, Su Lai instead hugged him even tighter with the back of her hand, her cheek lightly rubbing against his shoulder. "Ah Hao …" You're divorced for me, and I'm back with you. How about we get married? "

It had been a long time since she heard his answer, and she started to panic. Just as she was about to struggle free from his embrace, he released his hold on her, and Su Lai uneasily looked at him. He still had that kind of gentle expression, but she discovered that the warmth from just now seemed to have disappeared …

"The Ji Clan just had such a huge incident. If I were to get married now, people would inevitably say that I, Shen Canghao, am a heartless man. Let's talk about it after some time."