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It had been nearly half a month since the incident with Yao Zhandong, and at this very moment, the weight that had been hanging over her heart finally lifted completely.
As soon as the call ended, Yao Nian rushed to ask her advisor for three days off. Coincidentally, Ji Zheyuan and Song Xiaolin were on their honeymoon during this time, and the law firm had a particularly important case that was going to court in the next few days, so Shen Du couldn't accompany Yao Nian to Huai Bei.
Yao Nian thought that since Yao Zhandong had just come out, his mood would definitely be poor, and she didn't want to reveal their relationship to him so soon. He was not like Qiao Shuzhen; he wasn't someone who could communicate well. They had often ignited conflicts over trivial matters in the past, and she couldn't even imagine how he would react if he found out that his daughter was with one of his friends.
On the way to the high-speed train station, Shen Du noticed that the young girl had hardly spoken along the way and looked deep in thought. He eased off the accelerator and slowed down. "What are you thinking about?"
Yao Nian crossed her arms and gazed thoughtfully out the window. "What do you think my dad would say if he found out we were together?"
Shen Du chuckled. "He would probably be quite shocked."
"Shocked? More than shocked," Yao Nian shot him a glance. "He might even faint."
At a red light, Shen Du turned his head and pinched her earlobe gently. "Don't worry; we can hold off on mentioning it for now. I'll find a time to talk to him alone."
"And how do you plan to talk to him?" Yao Nian sighed. "He's quite stubborn."
Shen Du tapped the steering wheel and smiled. "I'll ask him what requirements he has before he would feel comfortable letting his daughter marry me."
Yao Nian blinked and muttered softly, "Who said anything about marrying you?"
"Then who do you want to marry?" Shen Du raised an eyebrow at her.
Coughing slightly, she organized her thoughts. "What I mean is, isn't it a bit too early to discuss this with my dad right now?"
"It is a bit early," Shen Du admitted as he turned into the drop-off area and pressed the handbrake, locking eyes with her.
However, after a brief pause, he leaned in and kissed her forehead. "But after all, I'm not getting any younger. You can't keep me waiting too long."
By the time they arrived at Yao Nian's home, it was already evening. The villa had been unoccupied for too long, and a thick layer of dust covered the furniture. Logically speaking, since the court had issued a property seizure notice, she had always thought this villa had already been frozen for execution. Yet Shen Du had told her that she could just stay here in Huai Bei without any issues.
He didn't elaborate on the specific reasons, only mentioning that Yao Zhandong had entrusted him with selling a piece of land, and most of the debts had been settled. However, Yao Nian felt puzzled. If selling a piece of land could solve everything so easily, why had Yao Zhandong initially been accused of illegal fundraising due to a cash flow crisis?
The next day, Yao Nian arrived at the detention center early in the morning. After submitting the necessary documents and waiting for about half an hour, the iron gate of the facility slowly creaked open, accompanied by the sound of metal scraping against concrete.
When Yao Zhandong stepped out, he walked with a certain restraint. After thanking the officer beside him, he finally noticed the person standing not far away. In just over half an hour and a mere ten meters apart, Yao Nian felt that he had changed significantly.
His hair was shorter, with more gray at his temples; his back was slightly hunched, and he was still wearing the clothes he had previously given Yao Nian when she went to Huada to report.
Suppressing her emotions, Yao Nian approached him. "How have you gained weight?"
Yao Zhandong appeared momentarily stunned before bursting into laughter. "It's a smoke-free and alcohol-free environment in there; they enforce early bedtimes and regular meals. Of course I gained weight!"
Yao Nian stared at him in silence.
He patted her back. "It's been so long since we last met, and you don't even call me 'Dad'?"
In truth, Yao Nian was reluctant to cry in front of him; such scenes of emotional reunions felt overly dramatic to her. But now that he stood before her unharmed, the relief she felt made the tears she had just managed to hold back surge forth uncontrollably.
Yao Zhandong sighed. "Were you worried about me?"
"Yeah," she replied. "I was worried that there would be no one to give me money to spend in the future."
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