Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets

"Hualian, Tang Yue is my daughter, right?" Lian He strode forward, shouting at their backs, watching as his daughter's figure was about to disappear, Lian He naturally wanted to acknowledge his daughter.

"Dad, what are you saying? I don't understand. How could Tang Yue be your daughter?" Lian Qingyang looked at Lian He in shock.

This dad, who is so familiar, now seems like a stranger.

He understands each word spoken, but when combined together, he feels like he cannot understand them.

Besides him and Lian Qingqing, how could Dad have another daughter?

And this daughter is older than him?

Lian Qingyang looked bewilderedly at Lian He.

However, Lian He did not have time to clarify for Lian Qingyang. He took a step forward and said, "Since you are willing to tell me her background, then you must be willing to let me acknowledge her. My daughter, how could she carry the Tang surname!"

Lian He only had one thought now, to take his daughter back.

"Ha." Zhang Hualian stopped walking, gave a light laugh, but before she could speak,

Right before entering the house, Tang Yue turned around, her face cold, looking at Lian He: "Mr. Lian, my father's surname is Tang, and as his daughter, I naturally have the surname Tang."

The address 'Mr. Lian' was like a dagger stabbing into Lian He's heart.

"No, I am your biological father." Lian He looked at Tang Yue, thinking of the two favored children at home, and compared to the Tang Family, the difference was like heaven and earth.

In fact, this was also a misunderstanding by Lian He. When Lian He went to the Zhang Family's house, it was still that wooden house, whereas Tang Zhengde's house, though a brick house, was a bungalow. Lian He naturally assumed that Tang Yue had lived in poverty all her life.

"What does being a biological father matter?" Tang Yue's eyes initially showed shock, but then calmed down, her tone even colder than that to a stranger: "When my mother was pregnant with me and the villagers forced her to abort, where were you?"

"When my mom was vilified by the villagers for being unmarried and pregnant, where were you?"

Tang Yue took a deep breath and stepped forward: "When I was sick as a child, where were you?"

"When I was taunted as a fatherless bastard, where were you?" As Tang Yue spoke, she couldn't help but raise her voice a little, she lifted her head, and as she turned around, she forced back the tears in her eyes, saying, "Mr. Lian, other than sharing half of your genes, you are nothing to me."

"Dad, let's go and make something tasty." Tang Yue collected her thoughts, looked at Tang Zhengde with a smile, her tone affectionate, which was a stark contrast from her previous coldness.

"Sweet daughter, Dad will make you something tasty."

"Mm."

Tang Yue nodded affirmatively.

Bystander, Tang Jun was dumbfounded, rushing forward he said: "My sister will never acknowledge you."

"Hmph." Tang Jun then turned and followed Tang Yue.

Zhang Hualian sighed inwardly, looking at the disappointed face of Lian He, and said, "You see, she doesn't want to recognize you."

"No, she will acknowledge me, she just can't accept it for now," Lian He stubbornly said, "Hualian, if I had known about Tang Yue's existence back then, I, I would definitely have come back."

If he had known Zhang Hualian was pregnant, how could he have stammered and delayed, eventually marrying Xiang Yazhi, then drunkenly mistook someone for her, leading to a relationship that made him dare not come back.

Later, Xiang Yazhi got pregnant, and both the Xiang Family and Lian Family forced him to marry.

As years passed, the arrival of two children made it even harder for Lian He to dare or find the courage to come back.

"There's no 'back then,' no 'if's, in this world, there's no such thing as a regret medicine." Zhang Hualian deeply looked at Lian He, who she had also fallen in love with at first sight.

Zhang Hualian lowered her head and said, "Whether or not my daughter recognizes you is her business. I will not force her, but I will not hide it from her either. Lian He, it seems you've been doing well these years. Is this your son?"

Zhang Hualian's gaze fell on Lian Qingyang, the big boy who had played at her house the day before. She said, "He's only a year younger than Xiao Yue, right?"

Heh.

One year.

That is to say, not long after Lian He returned to Sea City, he got married and had children.

"You may leave now." Zhang Hualian issued an order to expel the guests.

"I..." Lian He reluctantly started to leave.

Lian Qingyang came forward and asked, "Dad, if Tang Yue is your daughter, doesn't that make her my sister?"

"Yes," Lian He solemnly replied. "Qingyang, she is indeed your biological sister, don't you think otherwise."

He had previously thought that Lian Qingyang liked Tang Yue and quickly reminded him.

Between siblings, there should only be sibling affection, not romantic love.

"Dad, how could I possibly have such thoughts about her? I am too happy to even think about that," Lian Qingyang joyfully said. "Aunt Zhang, I can't believe Tang Yue is actually my sister, I'm so thrilled!"

Lian Qingyang, excited, danced with his hands and feet, rushing into the kitchen. Even in the courtyard, one could still hear Lian Qingyang's excited voice.

Zhang Hualian did not comment on this.

A minute later, Lian Qingyang came out, head drooping.

"Qingyang, what's wrong?" Lian He anxiously looked at Lian Qingyang and asked, "Does your sister not acknowledge you either?"

"It's all your fault," Lian Qingyang accused, looking at Lian He, "Because of you, Tang Yue won't be friends with me, won't play games with me."

Originally, he thought that having an additional blood relation would bring them closer, but it seemed to have driven them further apart instead.

In the kitchen.

"Xiao Yue, that child Lian Qingyang, is very innocent," Tang Zhengde said while chopping vegetables.

Tang Yue pursed her lips, "I don't want to hear or see anyone with the surname Lian right now."

"Dad, are you really okay with mom being outside alone?" Tang Yue asked, raising an eyebrow.

Tang Zhengde chuckled and said, "Don't you know your mom's temperament? If she really had minded, she wouldn't have been so calm just now."

"That's true," Tang Yue nodded in agreement.

"Humph, both of you, young and old, really know me well," Zhang Hualian cheerfully walked in. The kitchen, with its large and small figures, felt extraordinarily warm, and yes, the young boy cooking by the stove made the kitchen feel even cozier.

"Mom, is that man really my sister's biological dad?" Tang Jun quietly came up and asked.

"Yes," Zhang Hualian replied, then said, "Xiao Yue."

"Mom, please don't ask me to recognize him. I don't want to be associated with the surname Lian, and besides, 'Tang' sounds so much nicer," Tang Yue interrupted Zhang Hualian, looking pitifully at Tang Zhengde, "Dad, I just want to be a Tang, I am your and mom's daughter, you won't drive me away, will you?"

Tang Zhengde 'swapped' the cleaver down on the chopping board, and assured with a pat on his chest, "Xiao Yue, you are forever my daughter. As long as I am here, no one can drive you away."

Tang Yue grinned, stepping forward to help clean the meat scraps from Tang Zhengde's clothes. She happily said, "Dad, in my heart, you are my real dad. No, even more real than a biological one."