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When she thought that this person not only impersonated herself and took away her identity and status, but also took away her own money to buy gifts for the handsome guy, Hua Zhi felt very angry after the handsome guy praised him!

This anger is like a volcano that is about to erupt, reaching a critical point!

"No, Huazhi, why are you so angry here? What if they are the real ones and you are the fake? Why are you so angry?"

After Huazhi realized that she was very angry, she quickly pinched herself to keep herself awake.

Now it is impossible to make a judgment about who is true and who is false, and we cannot be so emotional.

Hua Zhi calmed down her anger and no longer looked at the fake Jiuxie who continued to swipe gifts. Instead, she got up and walked around the room to see if there were any clues.

Jiuxie's room was about one hundred square meters in size, and Hua Zhi was shocked when he saw the big pink bed.

It's so pink and tender, won't you have nightmares when you sleep at night?

The place where Jia Jiuxie is is the casual sofa area. There is nothing special there. At first glance, there doesn't seem to be any clues.

Walking to the big bed, Hua Zhi searched carefully on the bed. Huangtian paid off and found a black, curly hair with hair follicles.

As for which part of the human body this fur is from, well, I know it all.

Hua Zhi got the fake Jiuxie's hair, just when someone knocked on the door.

Jia Jiuxie was chatting happily with the anchor. The knock on the door made her very unhappy. She got up and pouted to open the door.

Her mother stood outside the door. She quickly hid her unhappy mood and happily shouted "Mom" to her mother before leading her into the room.

"Why are you here? Didn't you say you were going to Mu's house for a dinner?"

Tao Wanwan looks very good because she has been very happy in the past five years. She wants money and love, and now she has solved a big problem.

She said to her precious daughter in a gentle voice: "My dear, the Mu family's dinner is tomorrow night. You have grown up, and it's time to have more contact with the young master of the Mu family."

Jia Jiuxie said: "I won't go. That idiot from the Mu family only knows how to read and act stupidly. Whoever wants it wants it, but I don't want it anyway."

"Oh, my dear, I have been with her since I was a child -" Tao Wanwan took her precious daughter's hand and paused for a moment. The mother and son understood, "The baby we have arranged for you to marry, you have to keep it secret." , you have to marry him, this is safe."

"Mom, I'm already the only heir to the Jiu family, why do I still have to do these things?" After saying that, Jiuxie pushed his mother's hand away and sat sulking aside.

"Jiaojiao——"

Hearing these two words, Jiuxie reacted conditionedly: "Don't call me that!"

Tao Wanwan also realized that she had made a mistake, and quickly looked around. Fortunately, there was no one there, just the mother and daughter. Then she walked over and sat next to her daughter.

"Baby, although you are her now, there is no airtight wall in the world, so just to be on the safe side, let's go take a look tomorrow night, ah?"

After listening to the conversation between mother and daughter, what else does Hua Zhi not understand? The woman in front of her who looked very similar to her turned out to be Tao Wanwan and her ex-husband's daughter, Jiu Jiao, who changed her surname five years ago!

Daegu Sub's two-year-old Joo Gyo!

Oh my God!

You can’t think about it carefully, it’s too scary to think about it!

Hua Zhi is trying to digest the secrets she heard. Tao Wanwan and her daughter have reached a consensus to attend the Mu family dinner together tomorrow night.

We clarified what we would wear to the dinner party tomorrow night and discussed some precautions.

Jiujiao suddenly thought of a question, so she asked her mother directly:

"Mom, I remember that although she and the boy from the Mu family were childhood sweethearts, the boy from the Mu family often stayed abroad. Do they have frequent contact?"

Tao Wanwan was also stunned by this question, and after thinking for a while, she made it clear: "It's not frequent, and the two of them don't interact much at all. I asked your dad, and your dad said that the two of them met every year. Only two or three times. Either to celebrate the New Year, or to celebrate the birthday of the elder of the two families. In recent years, we only see each other once during the New Year."

Jiu Jiao was curious: "Can this be considered childhood sweethearts?"

Tao Wanwan smiled and nodded her nose: "Why don't you count it? Childhood sweethearts or something, it sounds better than baby kiss, right?"

After listening to her mother's explanation, Jiu Jiao suddenly realized.

"Then this baby must be married?"

"Why not? Your dad didn't tell me exactly how we got married. I'll ask your dad about this later."

After Tao Wanwan finished speaking, she didn't wait for Jiujiao's reply and said again: "You have to dress up well and do your best. You are not stable right now. Don't go anywhere in the near future to avoid the limelight."

Jiujiao wanted to say something else, but Tao Wanwan continued to interrupt her: "Don't personally come forward for things like today. That bitch doesn't know if she is really still alive. Just take it easy, understand?"

"Mom! I went there by helicopter today, using my father's helicopter. He seldom uses it, so you don't have to worry. Those two siblings are very greedy for money. If you give them a sum of money, they won't say anything. And, as poor as they are, how could they have come into contact with her? (She here refers to Jiuxie) Don’t worry!"

Tao Wanwan saw Jiujiao pouting a little, and knowing that her daughter was unhappy, she softened her stance.

It was also her fault that she had failed to live up to expectations. It had been five years since she came to Jiu's house, but she still couldn't get pregnant.

She is just such a daughter, otherwise, she would not agree with her daughter's crazy ideas and put them into action.

Next, the mother and daughter said some personal words, and then found that their daughter didn't say anything after rewarding the young and handsome anchor. She just told her that it was just for fun and not to take it seriously.

Then, get up and leave.

Hua Zhi felt that Tao Wanwan was not simple, so she left Jiujiao and followed Tao Wanwan.

Fortunately, the two of them chatted at the door for a while with the door open, allowing her to go out smoothly, otherwise Huazhi would have to go through the wall.

After the mother and daughter finished speaking, Hua Zhi followed Tao Wanwan who left and watched the woman's face change with her own eyes.

He looked so affectionate just a moment ago, but as soon as he turned around, he immediately became fierce.

He also opened his personal terminal and sent a message to a person whose avatar was black and had nothing, asking him to search the entire network again to find traces of Jiuxie's activities.

The man with the dark head asked for a huge sum of money.

Tao Wanwan had just heard her daughter mention that she had received an email message from Wangcaifa in her mailbox, so in order to avoid an accident, she gritted her teeth and agreed.

However, people are not stupid, they will only pay if they get substantive information.

"Jiuxie? So what if you are lucky? If I can kill you once, I can kill you twice!"

That ferocious expression was comparable to the venom of a rattlesnake.

Hua Zhi was shocked when she saw it. Look, those who make horror movies should learn from Tao Wanwan. The expression just now can scare many children to tears, okay?

Instead of making a comedy movie under the guise of a horror movie!

After Tao Wanwan finished sending the message, she closed her personal terminal, adjusted her expression and mentality, and left the manor on her slender high heels.

Hua Zhi naturally followed along. She felt that as long as she followed Tao Wanwan, she would definitely know more information.

This also makes it easier for her to guess the original owner's wish.