In the VIP box of Qi's Hotel, Qi Haotian looked at the cute little kid in front of him who was eating big mouthfuls of rice, as if he was starving to death. He couldn't help but wonder about her life in the past few years, whether she was living outside.
Very bitter.
"How many days have you not eaten?"
After the kid swallowed the last piece of salmon, he didn't say anything. He just made an 8 gesture with his hand, which shocked Qi Haotian. He could survive without eating for 8 days. He really deserves to be Qi Haotian.
's son.
"Your mommy, are you being abused by not letting you eat for 8 days?" the magnetic voice continued to ask.
"No, I mean I haven't eaten in eight hours."
"……."
Everyone was sighing, Qi Haotian simply said nothing. It turns out that there is such an interesting kid in this world. So, what happened to those messy audio and video recordings five years ago?
He was certain, certain and certain that the boy in front of him was his Qi Haotian's son.
Suddenly, the kid stopped picking vegetables, wiped his mouth gracefully with a napkin, and looked at the uncle who looked very similar to him. He was so disgusted. Shouldn't he be the only one with such a handsome face?
"How about we trade?"
"Deal?" Qi Haotian raised his eyebrows, recalling what the kid just said in surprise.
"Don't you really want to find mommy?"
Qi Haotian smiled and said nothing, just nodded.
"I want to help Lianhua go public, but you have to help me clear all the obstacles in China, and then I will be responsible for letting Qi Heng cooperate with that stupid woman's company." The kid said it vividly, as if he was carrying out a great plan.
The plan was the same. After he finished speaking, he looked at Qi Haotian provocatively with a determined expression on his face.
What an arrogant expression!
Qi Haotian didn't seem to think twice and said: "Okay." The kid in front of him gave him too many surprises. It was almost said that his shadow everywhere made him believe in his own judgment, but the kid in front of him didn't seem to understand the situation yet.
, Hualian was Qi Heng’s next company, but the economy was not as good as expected, let alone going public. But facts have proven that things can still be turned around at the last moment.
The kid suddenly approached him and said, "What's your relationship with my mommy?"
Qi Haotian thought for a while, always keeping a devilish smile on his face, and then whispered: "I am your daddy, what does it mean to you?"
"Ah?" The kid opened his mouth in disbelief. His expression seemed to be silently telling Qi Haotian that I am your father.
But it seems that there is really such a relationship.
"Hahaha." Qi Haotian laughed heartily. He would never let go of this kid and his mother.
The two of them chatted interestingly, exchanging some jaw-dropping expressions and tones from time to time. Neither of them knew that Lin Weiyang was being interrogated in the lobby of the police station at this time.
"Ms. Lin, you said that this matter has nothing to do with you, so let me ask you, why are you and the deceased in the same room, but the murderer did not kill you, but only killed him, and what happened to the deceased at such a late time?
Will suddenly appear in your room? Didn't you call him?" The policeman answered the question very tightly one after another, as if he didn't even want to give Lin Weiyang a chance to kick him.
She calmed down her thoughts and said: "First, if the deceased only had a grudge against the murderer, then of course the person who died was not me. Second, I did not make any phone calls to the deceased. After I took a shower,
He knocked on the door." The cold voice sounded sonorous, powerful and soul-stirring.
"We have gone to check your call records. Please cooperate with our interrogation. I heard that you are an internationally acclaimed person. You'd better tell the truth. Now, you go back to the hotel first. We will need your information at any time.
Cooperate."
Lin Weiyang ignored the police's warning and had a fierce expression on her face that made her feel very uncomfortable. All this was definitely not a coincidence. As soon as she returned to China, her father came to her door and died in her room? Why?
What a joke, how can you not see such an obvious frame-up?
When she returned to the hotel, she was very upset. If everything for her was destroyed because of such a deliberate frame-up, she would really not have the courage to get up again...
Who knows how tiring she has been in these five years?
When she arrived in New York and prepared to enroll at Harvard, who knew how much courage she mustered up?
Who knows how much firm belief there is in the process of raising Qi Ming?
Peeling away those strong exteriors, she was already vulnerable.