name.

It was rare for Qian Hao to be so serious, so Xie Jue hurriedly asked him what was the matter.

"What's your father's name? It's the one in my hometown." Qian Hao sat on the sofa and asked.

Xie Jue clenched his hands, took a deep breath, and asked, "Does anyone claim to be my dad?"

Qian Hao nodded his head, and realized that Xie Jue couldn't see it after he clicked, and said, "During the press conference just now, a man wanted to barge in, saying it was your father, and I stopped him."

"Where is he now?" Xie Jue asked calmly.

"I booked a hotel for him and let him live first. The main reason is his accent, which is exactly the same as when you first came here, so I wonder if..."

"Yes, that's my dad. He's almost 60, and he looks a bit human, but he's very rude. His nose and eyebrows look a bit like mine." Xie Jue clenched his teeth, and finally came, the ultimate punishment.

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