Chapter 8: The Sigh of Perfection for the Broken (7)

  "Grandma..." I called out softly, Grandma tightened her grip on my hand and then let go, slowly walking towards the kitchen. The warmth surrounding my hand instantly turned cold, I withdrew my hand into a fist, took a deep breath and looked at my father, a man named Xia Guozong.

  He sat down and pointed to the seat next to him. I obediently walked over and sat down, catching a glimpse of the smile at the corner of his mouth out of the corner of my eye. I knew he was about to get to the point.

  "Vivian, come and live with Daddy."

  Why? Can't understand why you want me and him to live together now, Dad and Mom have both given up my custody rights, what does this mean?

  A flame of anger burning in my heart, I stared at him with wide eyes. He seemed to have not noticed my agitation, shifted his position, reached out and stroked my head, just like when I was a kid, messing up my hair, smiling as he watched me pout. Should I be coquettish in his arms or burst into tears, finally calling out "Dad" with affection?

  "Dad and grandma have mentioned on the phone that for the sake of my daughter's future, she must enter an excellent college and find a great son-in-law in the future."

  With a good fatherly appearance, all these years I've been studying so hard, busy with this and that in the student union, it's for grandma, not for you!

  "Come and live with Dad." He opened his arms and wrapped me in a hug, the long-lost paternal love returned, my soft hair was messed up by him, the low voice continued to echo in my ears, "In these years, Dad missed you so much, managing the company is too busy, often picking up the phone and dialing just a few numbers, there are customers calling. Dad wanted to ask you, is the living allowance I send you every year enough? Your ruthless mother, after going abroad, didn't even pay alimony..."

  I let my hands drop in silence, and asked myself in my heart, is it that you think sending me some money every year is taking care of me?

  "Guo Zong, you rarely have time to come over, let's have dinner together before you leave." Grandma put two cups of tea on the tea table, looking at her son with a smile all over his face, and there seemed to be something in his eyes, misty.

  There's something stuck in my throat, I muttered, "I'll live with Grandma, before and after!"

  "Vivian..."

  Grandma was a bit angry, which I couldn't understand. If I also left Grandma, she would be alone and become lonely. But Grandma said I should receive the best education and become a high-paying white-collar worker in the future. She said it's only seven years, after graduation, wherever I want to live, Dad won't object.

  I felt a little soft-hearted and moved when my father mentioned St. Edward's College, and I seemed to see the garden full of flowers in front of me. The thought only lasted for a moment, and I saw the relieved smile on my grandmother's face and the apologetic expression on my father's face. Perhaps it was because he was too excited or wanted to become a noble, I accepted my father's suggestion and took the entrance exam for transfer students.

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