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Zhuo Bufan was completely on fire, but now he was in a dilemma from the front to back! What should he do? If he doesn't bring Lin Muru back now, wouldn't the old man skin him?

Although the father and daughter pair had met before, they were still father and daughter in the end. Lin Muru had already gone to the provincial capital and had yet to bring him home, so the old man would definitely be angry.

But what about taking it back? Bring another Zhang Yitian? Lin Fenghan had already displayed his dissatisfaction towards Zhang Yitian, if he forced himself to bring Zhang Yitian back, the result would be …

Sigh, with the two evils adding on, taking the lesser one would seem like a better ending for Zhuo Bufan if he were to bring the latter back with him …

Pressing down the window, Zhuo Bufan waved to Lin Muru who was standing with his back facing them: ”Get in the car! Go home and see your dad first! ”

”Then why don't you let Zhang Yitian go with me?” Lin Muru asked while wiping her tears.

Zhuo Bufan frowned, and said helplessly: ”If I don't let him go, will you let me go?”

Lin Muru's face was covered in tears, he forced out a smile, and was willing to get on the carriage.

Although Lin Muru was happy, Zhang Yitian was not that happy in his heart. He was still thinking, was it really okay for him to go like this? But don't let any conflicts between father and daughter happen because of him!

”How about …” Zhang Yitian asked, feeling conflicted, ”Am I still not going?”

”Alright, this place is my territory no matter what. Just listen to me!” Lin Muru quickly tidied up her makeup. He had been crying. It was not appropriate for him to go to see his parents like this.

Even though he had applied makeup on the carriage, Lin Muru was still extremely happy in his heart. No matter how much one quarreled, the kinship of one's bloodline could not be cut off.

After bringing Zhang Yitian to experience the wonders of the capital, they finally arrived at a small district.

The impression the provincial capital gave Zhang Yitian was nothing more than having taller buildings and more cars.

After getting off the carriage, Zhang Yitian took Lin Muru's luggage from his hands.

Of course, Zhang Yitian had a huge share of the vegetables.

This residential area was fairly ordinary and wasn't particularly high-end, but it was still better than nothing. It was only later on that Zhang Yitian finally understood where he was — the provincial government's courtyard.

Zhuo Bufan led the way familiarly, unavoidably showing a look of worry.

Zhang Yitian was not prepared for what kind of reaction would occur in a while with this variable.

Zhuo Bufan scolded Lin Muru and Zhang Yitian repeatedly in his heart, but Zhuo Bufan still had to accept his fate.

The three of them rode the elevator all the way to the 23rd floor.

Zhuo Bufan had already made a call. Not only was the Lin Family's door open, Lin Muru's mother was also standing at the door waiting for him.

The old lady was in her sixties, with a face full of wrinkles. She looked a few years older than her actual age, just like Lin Fenghan.

There were too many things to consider in this position. This kind of aging was normal.

The mother and daughter pair rushed over from afar and hugged each other as they cried bitterly. Zhuo Bufan did not know if it was true or false, but he actually also wiped his tears.

Zhang Yitian waited for the mother and daughter pair to finish crying, but did not say a word. He felt that he had not seen this family for quite some time.

However, Lin Muru's father didn't seem to be in a situation at all. There wasn't anything outside the door, so when Zhang Yitian looked through the crack in the door, he could see that there was this person inside.

Although Lin Muru's mother looked old, she had a kind and kind face. Her clothes were as simple as if there were elderly people everywhere on the street.

The old man's gaze was casual, even towards Zhang Yitian, which made him feel a bit relieved, but fortunately, everyone was different …

The old man quickly invited Zhang Yitian into the house. From the looks of the interior decorations, it could be seen what it meant to be fashionable at thirty years of age.

Although the furnishings looked old, they were also clean and clean. Lin Muru explained that the layout of their homes had not changed in almost twenty years.

Once he entered the living room, Lin Fenghan sat on the sofa with a straight face. Although his gaze was fixed on the television, it was easy to tell that his actual thoughts were not here.

The atmosphere in the room was simple and unadorned, as well as the two old men from the Fu Sang family. It was not a small room, but it did not have a good atmosphere.

Under his mother's consoling, Lin Muru sat beside his father and called out in a low voice, ”Father … I'm back! ”

However, Lin Fenghan turned a deaf ear, his eyes did not even have a single ripple.

Mother Lin quickly pushed her away, ”Look at you, when Little Ru is not at home, she keeps nagging about her. Now that her daughter is in front of us, why are you pretending not to see her?”

Comrade Lin looked at his wife with dissatisfaction. He scolded in an aged voice, ”You talk too much!”

Lin Muru called out again. Then, Lin Fenghan coughed and agreed, ”You still know how to come back? You left without saying a word back then, why are you back now? ”