There are bright stars in your eyes

Chapter 1 Returning to China
Accompanied by a huge rumbling sound, a plane from New York, USA landed at Jiangcheng International Airport on time.

Zhao Wanqing carried the suitcase and walked slowly towards the exit along with the surging crowd.

Everything around her felt very intimate, the familiar mother tongue, the familiar signs, and even the smell in the air were familiar. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

When she comes back this time, she must find out the reason why her father jumped off the building, help him clear up his grievances, and return his innocence.

Thinking of her father, she sighed silently, and a mist climbed up her clear eyes like autumn water and cold stars in an instant.

Outside the guardrail of the exit, the people who picked up the plane surrounded three floors inside and three floors outside.Some are holding colorful signs and waiting calmly, while others are anxiously looking for them with their toes on their toes.Zhao Wanqing glanced at it, lowered her head in disappointment, and continued walking forward.

In fact, she didn't want someone to pick her up, so that she could live freely without worrying about anything.

"Mom!" A girl screamed excitedly behind her, and dragged her suitcase and ran towards the exit at high speed. The wheels of the suitcase rolled over her feet, causing her to clenched her teeth in pain.

After the pain passed, she lowered her head to take a closer look, and there was already a purple bruise on the instep of her right foot.

"Miss Zhao!" A familiar voice came from beside her ear, mixed with excited trembling.

Miss Zhao?Are you calling yourself?She froze for a moment, then turned her head to look.

An old man in his fifties, dragging his bloated body, struggled to squeeze out from the crowd, "Miss Zhao, you are finally back!" The man's dim eyes sparkled with joy.

Zhao Wanqing was stunned for a moment, and asked uncertainly, "Are you Uncle Zhao?"

"Yeah, yeah, I haven't seen you for four years, and Ms. Zhao can't even recognize me!" The old man held her hand tightly and said excitedly, the wrinkled skin around his mouth opened and closed, like flesh-colored waves.

Uncle Zhao, Uncle Zhao of He Ziqian's family...

Her lips were bent, and the smile disappeared without a sound before it came out, leaving only boundless melancholy and sadness on her delicate and meaningful face.

"The young master is very busy and has no time to pick you up, so I'm here, Miss Zhao, do you mind?"

mind?Does she have a right to mind?
"No, Uncle Zhao." She shook her head lightly, with no emotion on her face, like a pool of stagnant water.
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The car stopped in front of a European-style villa, and the sound of the "squeaky" fountain covered up the sound of the car's engine.

Zhao Wanqing got out of the car and looked at a villa next to her, unable to take her eyes off for a long time.

The gate of that villa was closed tightly, and the iron gate was covered with thick rust. Green creepers covered the wall, and it looked like a barren garden. A few swifts jumped up and down on the iron gate, chirping and chirping. It kept going, adding a bit of desolation.

Tears welled up in her misty eyes.

That house contained countless good memories of her and her father. How could she not be sad when seeing things and thinking about others.

Uncle Zhao in front couldn't hear the footsteps, so he turned around suddenly and found that she stopped at the door without taking a step, and tears overflowed again from his hazy eyes.

When Mayor Zhao's accident happened, Ms. Zhao was not yet 20 years old. Overnight, she changed from a high-ranking official lady to a homeless orphan. How much was the blow in her heart?

He sighed and called heavily, "Miss Zhao, come in quickly."

Zhao Wanqing gave a "hmm" and followed his pace slowly.

There used to be her home...

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(End of this chapter)