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The man was turning the goblet in his right hand, and his sharp and cold eyes had been looking at the photo on his left hand for an unknown amount of time.
A strong face with clear outlines, dark eyes revealing an incomprehensible gaze.
Either scrutinize, ridicule, or laugh at.
The corners of her mouth raised a sexy arc.
"Lei, is this that woman's daughter?"
Lei narrowed his eyes slightly and replied respectfully: "Yes."
"Why don't you look like that woman at all? She is so beautiful, why can't the daughter she gave birth to be on the stage?"
He still looked at the photo and said this sentence slowly.
The girl in the photo was not pretty, with eyebrow-length hair and big, lively eyes. She had a playful smile in her eyes, and it was this smile that made him very uncomfortable.
"Lei, pick a few outstanding killers and send them to the United States immediately."
Lei, who looked like a statue across from him, was a little moved at this moment.
"Master, do you want to kill her?"
The man smiled and said: "No, killing her is so easy, it's not worth sending a killer for me."
"That……"
A smile condensed on his lips, and the man's eyes were cold.
"Kill the old man."
Lei hesitated for a second. He had never guessed his master's thoughts, and it was the same this time.
"yes."
He held the photo tightly, as if he had spotted a prey, and his faint smile was full of bloodthirsty eyes.
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The weather is slightly cool, a breeze blows gently, rolling up the clear flowing clouds
After finishing her work in the cafe early, Long Qianqian went to the flower shop and bought a bouquet of white chrysanthemums. Today was the death anniversary of her mother who had suffered all her life. She couldn't help but blush when she thought of the hard days when the two of them lived together.
Eye sockets.
She has grown up in the United States since she was a child. She has no father in her memory. Every time she asked, her mother kept silent and scolded her, telling her to stay away if she didn't want to live with her.
And she would always see Mommy hiding aside and crying, holding a yellowed photo in her hand.
At that time, she was already sensible. She understood that there was no daughter country in the world and that you could not get pregnant by drinking spring water.
So she never asked again.
Arriving at the cemetery, Long Qianqian clenched the white chrysanthemum in her hand, feeling inexplicably heavy in her heart. No one who came to a place like this would be in a happy mood.
It has been a year since my mother passed away. During this year, she was very busy with her studies and working to earn money to support herself. She had very little time to see her mother.
As he walked in, Long Qianqian stopped and stood there stunned.
Standing in front of her mother's grave were several men in black suits, all of them powerful and strong, wearing sunglasses. Long Qianqian's first reaction was: These people are not easy to mess with, they must be from the underworld.
She couldn't afford to offend such people, yet they stood in front of her mother's tombstone.
"who are you?"
Glancing eyes scanned the crowd. Long Qianqian clenched the white chrysanthemum in her hand and looked warily at the sixty-year-old man standing in front of her mother's tombstone.
Her intuition told her that this man was the boss of their group.
As soon as she spoke out, she attracted the collective attention of those people.
"Qianqian!" The man wiped the moist corners of his eyes and approached her with a smile. "I'm here to see your mother."
"Who are you?" Long Qianqian stared at him alertly.
"I am Long Yingtian, your...father!"
Father?
The dark eyes became even colder, and Long Qianqian said nonchalantly: "I don't have a father. Please don't come here again. I don't think my mother wants to see you either."
Her reaction was very calm, and she was not moved at all by seeing her only relative, because to her, her father was just a legend.