C2439 (1/2)

Yang Moli knew what her father meant. She immediately threw Qiao yuluo to her younger brother Yang Zheng and helped her father up the stairs.

I don't know whether it's really drunk or not. Yang Yilin's drunken breath is fuming against the head of his bed, his eyes turning red.

”Lie down first, and I'll make you some antialcoholic soup.” With that, Yang Moli got up and went out.

”Jasmine!” A hoarse voice sounded behind her, calling her in time.

Yang Moli looked back and sat back again. Her voice was soft and had no confidence. ”Dad.”

”Girl...”

Yang Moli's daughter almost tears her eyes. Her weakness is her parents' affection. Her father dotes on her, the people all over the world can't compare, it can be seen that this feeling has multiple.

”Dad.” The voice of Yang Moli's voice is obviously not right. She looks like she is about to cry.

She gently reached out and took her father's big hand and felt the temperature of his palm little by little.

”Girl, if you really identify him, dad doesn't mind. Dad is worried about your loss...”

”No matter what happens in the future, come home and tell your parents that your parents will always be your most solid support...”

While listening, Yang Moli nodded desperately. Her tears were rolling in her eyes. She couldn't help it. She was afraid that her father would fall down if she said another word.

”Your mother and I hope you are well. We are all well...”

”I understand!” Hard to hold back her tears, Yang Moli raised her head and looked at her father firmly.

”That's good. That's good. Dad is tired and lies down for a while. You can go and see little Joe.”

Looking at the expression on his daughter's face, Yang Yilin understood everything. His worry was useless.

Yang Moli stretched out her hand to lay down her father, then went out and poured a cup of water on the bedside table. Seeing that her father was already tired, she crept out of the room.

……

In the guest room.