"Woooo, Mommy, uncle is so pitiful." Suddenly, crying sounds came from his arms, and Yu Wangchen hurriedly lowered his head. Huanhuan's little fat face in his arms was already crying with tears.

Yu Wangchen looked back and saw the man in the floor-to-ceiling window holding his head, looking sad and refusing.

She felt sad and suddenly felt a strange feeling, just like she was a vicious woman who came to part with the father and daughter.

She sighed, turned her head and raised her hand to wipe away the tears from her daughter's face, "Maybe that uncle remembered something sad."

Ji Rufeng didn't know how he returned to the hotel, but Ji Shaoguang, who was still preparing to go out, found him lying at the door of the room.

"Brother, have you gone out to relax? As soon as you go out, you have been drinking all day. Why are you still drinking so much?"

Ji Shaoguang pulled him up from the ground with effort. Ji Rufeng grabbed the bottle with one hand. She poured some into her mouth while she was talking. He laughed, his smile was desolate, and then burped, "Xiaoguang, I, I found her, she..."

Ji Shaoguang was confused when he helped him and walked a few steps, threw him into the sofa and asked, "Who? Is Ah Jian?"

"Yes...ah, no!"

Ji Shaoguang twisted a towel and wiped his face randomly. Hearing him, he patted him on his shoulder without curiosity, "Is it right or wrong?"

"She...is not called A Jian anymore," Ji Rufeng said with his tongue: "She...she called Yu Wangchen, hahaha..."

"..." Ji Shaoguang was speechless. Is it funny to call Yu Wangchen?

She didn't know that Yu Wangchen and Zhao Jian's original intention was to forget all the entanglements with the Zhao family and forget the past. But who would have thought that the object he had forgotten in the end would actually include Ji Rufeng.

What a irony!

"You really found her?"

Ji Rufeng nodded, and there was no alcohol in the bottle while he was talking. He stood up and prepared to look for alcohol again.

Ji Shaoguang immediately stopped him, "You have drunk enough, and you are full of alcohol, and you are not afraid that she will not like it."

The speaker was unintentional and the listener was intentional, which stimulated Ji Rufeng's sensitive nerves again. He fell into the sofa with a "bang". She was married and had someone she loved, so how could she like him?

Ji Shaoguang was startled by his big move, "Brother, are you okay? Isn't it a good thing to find A Jian? Why are you so decadent?"

However, Ji Rufeng was slimming there and just laughing and his eyebrows were desolate.

After a while, he said, "I regret it."

He regretted it. He shouldn't have held any art exhibition at all. Some of it can be remembered as long as it is engraved in his heart. Everyone knows what he shouldn't have promoted.

He regretted that if he didn't come to Edinburgh, Zhao Jian would still be his own Zhao Jian. She would accompany him throughout her life in that greenhouse. With her and wine, it would be enough. Instead of now, the biological daughter calls other men father from time to time opposite him.

He regretted it, really regret it.

Ji Shaoguang frowned and looked at him, wanting to ask something, but Ji Rufeng had already made a uniform breathing sound. She had to sigh and bring a quilt over. The specific situation had to wait until Ji Rufeng woke up tomorrow before asking.

After throwing the bottle into the trash can, Ji Shaoguang saw more than a dozen bottles of wine on the wine rack in the room, and she couldn't help but shake her head.
Chapter completed!