"I understand." Ji'er nodded and sat up straight.
"I'll ask your father to come back here for lunch so you two can talk it out." Lu Liangwei caressed her cheek tenderly.
Ji'er bit her lip and lowered her head nervously. "What if Father… hates me?"
"Silly girl—why would your father hate you when he'd do anything for you and give you all the love in the world? You're his child; you were always on his mind when you weren't around. Nothing would make him happier than you forgiving him," Lu Liangwei reassured her, smiling.
The apprehension in Ji'er's heart faded a little at her words.
At noon, Long Yang returned to Grand Phoenix Palace.
Yaoyao, Ji'er, and Hexin were chatting inside. When he walked in, they immediately halted their conversation.
"Father!" Yaoyao shot to her feet and dashed over to him.
Ji'er stood as well. She wanted to run up to him like Yaoyao too, but the unease in her heart held her back.
