Kuaichuan Counterattack: Lord God, please pet me gently!

Chapter 117 Treasure Fan Romance (50)

Ming Xuan was so shocked that she was speechless and unable to answer.Because she could see clearly that piece of paper, it was a paternity test, and the name of the inscribing doctor was very familiar. He was Ming Zhengyuan's old friend and an authority in the medical field.

She never imagined that Ming Zhengyuan would conduct a paternity test after many years... Why did he do this?
Even if, even if she is not his biological daughter, she has been filial to him in the past ten years. There is no blood relationship, but there is also kinship!
Just because of such a trivial matter, I started to blame her...

"Father, I have reasons for doing this..." Ming Xuan couldn't control her emotions any longer, sobbing softly. She was supposed to be delicate and pitiful, but in Ming Zhengyuan's eyes, this woman was just an actress. Superb, just a clown who plays every scene.

The irritability in my heart was even worse: "You go, these things... I won't hand them over, but you, I don't want to, and I won't see you again!"

"Why?!" Seeing this, Ming Xuan grabbed Ming Zhengyuan's trousers tightly, feeling unwilling, "Yes, I lied to you, but in the past ten years, in order to make up for my mother, I have been obedient to you, Has it ever hurt you?"

When Ming Zhengyuan heard her mentioning his biological mother, A Ling, he couldn't help but think of that scene back then, and his heart became even colder. Maybe, even that night, A Ling and Ye Hao were colluded, right?

"You never hurt me." Ming Zhengyuan smiled lowly, but the blurry figure in his mind became more and more clear at this moment. Every time he magnified it, he felt a dull pain in his heart.

Xiao Quan...

"I've investigated that truck. It belongs to you, Nightingale."

With a fierce kick, Ming Xuan was kicked to the ground.Ming Zhengyuan's face was exhausted at this moment, as if he had aged ten years, and he went back to his room with Uncle Wu's support.

Several tall men in military uniforms filed in, carried Ming Xuan, who was slumped on the ground, out of Ming's house, and threw them outside the gate.

Ming Xuan was in a daze for a while, then stretched out her hand to caress the cold iron door, smiling foolishly.

Mother, you still lost in the end.

But she can't lose!
Ming Xuan quickly calmed down and analyzed the succession and transition of this series of events.

It is impossible for her to be photographed for no reason, and it is impossible for her to expose such a well-hidden identity for no reason. There must be someone manipulating something behind her...

Is it Mingxin?Ming Xuan was a little suspicious, Ming Xin should not have such great ability.

Inadvertently glanced at the mobile phone in her hand, she frowned, as if... It's been a long time since she received a call.

Every day, Ah Jin will make a routine report to her, and people from the company will also call her in time to update her on the latest situation.

It's been almost two days...

Feeling flustered in my heart, I quickly dialed Ah Jin's number.

"The person you are calling has switched off their phone."

Mingxuan paused, Ah Jin couldn't shut down the phone...unless something happened!She shook her head and called the person in charge of the company again.

This would work out. "Chairman?! You finally responded! I have sent all the information to the person you sent. Is the matter resolved? Is the company's funds secured?"

"When did I ever send someone to the company?" Ming Xuan was taken aback. She has no intention of managing the company these days!
"Just yesterday!"

Ming Xuan thought of the materials in Ming Zhengyuan's hands, and suddenly realized.

Is that how it came from?Ming Xuan gritted her silver teeth, but couldn't figure out why Ming Zhengyuan had such a godly ability to predict things.

Looking at the screen of the phone inadvertently, a small logo in the upper right corner made her pupils shrink sharply, and her hands trembled unconsciously.

The phone turned on call forwarding? !

Carefully recalling all the images of the past few days, it finally freezes on a certain night, the mobile phone was confiscated, the cup was knocked over, and the person who left the scene to change clothes...

"Ming Xin, it turned out to be you!"

There is no longer any delay...Ming Xuan's eyes glowed coldly, and endless resentment and resentment radiated from her body.

It was she who forced her to advance!
　Small popular science: The principle of call forwarding is that after setting, all incoming calls will be forwarded to the pre-set number.

　　——From the steamed buns that have been pitted

　　
　
(End of this chapter)