Afterward, she squatted beside her, staring at her daughter's face for a long time, reproaching herself over and over again in her heart: Shangshang, I was wrong, it's all my fault...
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The next day.
Yan Nansheng received a WeChat message from Feng Yanyan early in the morning, "Brother Sheng, I'm a bit nervous, what should I do?"
Looking at those words, Yan Nansheng could almost see the little girl on the other side of the phone frowning, pouting, and looking distressed with a sulky face.
He replied with a smile, "Don't be nervous, I've got everything under control."
Although...
He was a bit nervous too.
Because, after all, this was the first time he was formally meeting his future in-laws.
Although he had had several girlfriends before and had met their parents on two or three occasions, it had never been as formal as today; some were because of work connections, some were accidental, or they were the girl's deliberate arrangements...
