Old Man Jiang is so melancholy!

So melancholy!

I’m anxious!

Very anxious!

His son is sick but refuses to admit it or seek treatment. What should he do?

Jiang Ze returned to the bedroom and slammed the door, his face so dark that ink dripped from his face.

Smoking several cigarettes in a row failed to suppress the irritability in my heart.

He picked up his phone and found Hang Ti's chat interface. After hesitating for a long time, he typed: "Are you asleep?"

There is no difference in time over in country m, but at this point, Hang Ti is not asleep yet.

She had just come out of the confidential information room in the presidential palace.

Sitting in the car, lighting cigarettes one after another, a delicate baby face was surrounded by the lingering smoke.

The passenger door was opened, Gong Qing sat in, took off his sunglasses and asked, "Did you find it?"

"Ah."

Hang Ti's throat rolled up and she responded, looking a little frantic.

She is suppressing.

"How is it?" Gong Qing couldn't help but open the car window: "You smoke so many cigarettes, do you want to smoke yourself to death in there?"

Hang Ti didn't say anything. Seeing her like this, Gong Qing guessed that she had found it, but the result might not be good.

Another cigarette was burned out, and after a long silence, Hang Ti turned to look at Gong Qing, and suddenly laughed out loud: "What a coincidence, you are the son of the enemy who killed my father."

Gong Qing was confused: "???"

She lit another cigarette and opened her car window a little: "My father is Alan Jing, Alan's brother."

In a word, it was like a thunder on the ground. The explosion left Gong Qing charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

Everyone was shocked!

He had heard of the name Allen Jing before. He was the last president of country M. He had a wife. They adopted a son and later gave birth to a daughter, but unfortunately, they both died.

Now? ? ? ? ?

Gong Qing frowned and clarified the matter: "Are you Ailun Jing's daughter?!"

Is it so coincidental?

Hang Ti raised her eyebrows, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were dyed with coldness: "Isn't it a surprise that you didn't die?"

Gong Qing: "..."

This is such a fucking mess!

The confidential database of the Presidential Palace is difficult to access. For more than a year, Hang Ti has been investigating something. She doesn’t know what it is, but she gradually became familiar with it, so Gong Qing helped her. As a result, Come out for a blood feud?

Now, Gong Qing couldn't help but start smoking. She changed from her usual cynical and slutty demeanor and became serious: "So, I am your cousin?"

"Fuck your cousin!" Hang Ti raised her eyes: "You are Allen's son."

Have a grudge against her.

Gong Qing shook his head and smiled, his deep eyebrows shrouded in a hazy haze. For the first time, he felt that fate could play tricks on people.

No wonder, when I first met her in California, I thought she looked familiar.

After working on it for a long time, it turned out to be his cousin!

Fuck!

The atmosphere was extremely depressing when Hang Ti's cell phone suddenly rang. When she saw it, it was from Jiang Ze.

Several minutes passed and she didn't reply. She just held her phone and kept smoking.

My throat was hoarse from sniffing. After a long while, I picked up my phone again, unlocked it, pressed the voice button and spoke: "I didn't sleep."

Very simple two words.

Jiang Ze, who was far away in Haishi, thought she would never reply. When he heard her voice, Jiang Ze frowned and stopped typing. He said in voice: "You have a cold? Your voice is so hoarse."

I smoked so much cigarette at once, it was so strong, my throat was a bit hoarse from the smoke.

Hang Ti held the steering wheel with one hand and her mobile phone with the other. She looked in the dark direction ahead. In the confidential information room, she saw previous records.

Every president has a record in it.

In order to seize power, Allen did not hesitate to kill his own brother.

No wonder, her brother took her to escape outside, but he was still being hunted.

It's about cutting the grass and roots.

Pity.

Hang Ti bit another cigarette and held it in his mouth. He raised his eyebrows and frowned a little: "The lives of the Allen family must be taken."

Gong Qing: "..."

Seeing Jiang Ze's reply, Hang Ti turned on her phone and simply replied: "It's okay, I went to bed."

Jiang Ze: "..."

Just as he was about to say something, there was a knock on the door from Old Man Jiang: "Jiang Ze, you must go to the hospital tomorrow."

Jiang Ze: "..."

If this wasn't his biological father, he would probably beat the person to death.

Then outside the door, Old Man Jiang was still mumbling melancholy and shaking his head!Sigh!

How come he has a prostate problem when he has a son in his old age? !

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