Chapter 678 (1/2)

”Yes.” Everyone has to pay a price for mistakes.

Jiang Zhiyuan kidnapped her for her young daughter. Whether she was reborn or not, Jiang Zhiyuan has already got retribution.

There was no rebirth of her, because his daughter was in prison and his daughter was beaten and abused by others. She was young and destroyed all her life. She was born again, but because of the shadow of childhood, he couldn't call out the ”father” he wanted to hear.

He may not have imagined that the girl who had been hurt by him eventually became his life gate and held the ”right” to judge him.

He needs salvation, but whether he can get salvation depends on whether he is willing to learn to open his mind, accept, tolerate and put down the past.

Fate balances all this cleverly.

When Jiang se came out of Feng Nan's room, Feng Zhongliang was standing outside the door, smiling and seeing her come out, ”you're out.”

His words are gratified. The sentence ”out” not only refers to Jiang se coming out of Feng Nan's ward, but also refers to her coming out of the past, no longer bothered by the past, and turning everything in the past into a light memory.

”Yes, I came out.” I don't know when Feng Nan really came out.

Feng Zhongliang's eyes showed a gratifying look, and Jiang se asked:

”does grandfather want to go in and have a look

”No

He shook his head and let jansser hold his arm:

”grandfather is here to wait for you.” After all, Feng Nan is not the child he really brought up by himself. He doesn't want to have an accident with his body. But after all, he has no feelings with Feng Nan, and there is nothing to say. At his age, he cares more about his heart than blood inheritance.

Feng Zhongliang can only do the last thing for Feng nan to stay alive and marry her. In other times, he hopes to talk more with his real granddaughter and enjoy the family relationship.

After walking a few steps, they walked into the elevator. After chatting for a while, Feng Zhongliang seemed to have made up his mind. Holding a crutch in one hand, he reached into his pocket with one hand, took out a folded newspaper and handed it to Jiang se: ”have a look.”

This is the evening paper published in Hong Kong. She was a little curious about how Feng Zhongliang had read the newspaper and left it for her to read.

She took it over and saw the news on Feng Zhongliang's side at a glance, with the headline: ”good citizens of Hong Kong! Recently, on the Victoria Eye Mountain Road, some people photographed someone cleaning the road