"No need, I've already eaten my fill, you two go ahead and eat." Song Yan replied.
After finishing their meal, the three of them drove to the cemetery.
Sitting in the driver's seat, Song Yan glanced at Han Xi through the rearview mirror: "Xiao Xi, Dad will arrive in An City tonight. He wants to meet you."
Han Xi's hand, resting on her lap, slightly paused. To Han Xi, Song Yan used to be her senior; they were familiar with each other.
But she knew nothing about this father she had never met, which made her a bit nervous.
Yet she was also full of anticipation.
"Sure."
Seeing that Han Xi was not resistant, Song Yan felt relieved.
More than an hour later, the car stopped at the cemetery, and the three of them got out and walked inside together.
In front of Wen Qin's tombstone, Han Guanghong crouched down, touching the photo on the stone: "You deceived me for so many years, how could Xiao Xi not be my daughter, how could it be?"
