NOVPUBShen Roujia had settled into a daily routine. By the time news from the outside world reached them, Wen Surong had already begun preparations to return.
One night, Shen Roujia avoided Gu Zhi and quietly made her way to Wen Surong’s tent.
“Who’s there?”
Shen Roujia coughed lightly and slowly replied, “It’s me, Uncle Wen.”
Wen Surong’s tone faltered for a moment, then he asked suspiciously, “A’Jiao, what are you doing here so late?”
Shen Roujia spoke softly, “I have something I want to ask you.”
Wen Surong came out with a cloak and gently draped it over Shen Roujia’s shoulders, then said, “Come inside, child. It’s too cold out here.”
Shen Roujia had always felt a deep connection to Wen Surong, who might be her biological father, because he looked almost exactly like her original father.
Shen Roujia didn’t want to accept this fact, but now, it seemed as though something strange was guiding her in an inexplicable way. no𝚟𝚙u𝚋.c𝚘m
Even Shen Roujia herself couldn’t fully explain what was happening.
As Shen Roujia looked at Wen Surong, she couldn’t help but notice how his demeanor was identical to that of the prominent businessman she remembered.
Shen Roujia didn’t want to admit that she had such a reckless father who had many illegitimate daughters and seemed to care for none of his wives.
But now, seeing Wen Surong, it was like seeing another side of her father. Shen Roujia felt a warmth in her heart and emotions that she had kept hidden for years began to surface.
Even though Shen Roujia was reluctant to acknowledge this situation.
