"He was not the one who killed the person. I will not wrongly accuse a good person."
"You——" Su Jiuge took a deep breath, and a stern look flashed in his narrow eyes.
"Mom, I will definitely find the person who killed my biological father..."
Before Su Wanqing could finish her words, she felt a dull pain in the back of her head, her vision went dark, and she fainted.
Su Jiuge was raised by the lord, and his subordinates did not have any skills at all.
He removed the knife and used his daughter's limp body to gently brush away her daughter's messy hair. A warm smile appeared on Su Jiuge's face.
"Wan Qing, after tonight, you will be an adult."
"Remember, a girl's chastity is nothing compared to revenge and survival."
"Let me help you style his favorite bun."
Su Jiuge murmured to himself, like a gentle mother, putting on beautiful new clothes for her daughter, a light blue kimono.
While she was helping her daughter hold up her hair, she was humming a sweet and ethereal tune, which was the song "Summer Evening Sky".
After the song ended, Su Jiuge picked up Su Wanqing, kicked open the door of Luo Mingxuan's bedroom, and placed her body on the flat bed.
Su Jiuge stroked the side of his daughter's face with some nostalgia and said softly: "Wan Qing, from now on, your body is your greatest weapon, make good use of her."
After saying that, Su Jiuge walked out of the bedroom and quietly closed the door.
She dialed Luo Mingxuan's phone number, and there was some noisy singing and dancing.
"Xuan, where are you?"
"I'm having some fun outside, is there anything you want?"
"I have a big gift for you, come back soon."
Su Jiuge smiled, his voice was gentle, as usual.
"Yeah." Luo Mingxuan's faint reply came from the other side of the phone, and then he hung up.
Su Jiuge smiled, not showing any sign of anger. She opened the door to the apartment and walked out.
Let's go to Universal Studios Hollywood. With this thought in mind, Su Jiuge took the car keys and headed towards the garage.
**.**.**.**.**
When Luo Mingxuan returned to the apartment, it was already twelve o'clock at night. He had drunk a little too much and was a little dizzy.
Pushing open the bedroom door, he pressed the switch of the wall lamp. Unexpectedly, he found a person lying on the bed.
Wearing a light blue kimono, a simple bun, a beautiful sleeping face, and her hands resting on her lower abdomen, she looked like an angel given in a dream.
"Nine sons?" Luo Mingxuan's heart was beating loudly, and the smile on his face gradually widened.
His steps staggered a bit, and in panic, he messed up the documents on the bedside table and landed them on Su Wanqing's face.
"Jiuzi, I'm sorry, it's my fault!" Luo Mingxuan hurriedly collected the flying papers and gently stroked the side of Su Wanqing's face, "Don't be angry, blame me."
Because of this noise, Su Wanqing gradually woke up from her coma, but her consciousness was still a little hazy.
Somewhat helplessly, he opened his sleepy eyes and drifted lazily towards the man beside him.
"Jiuzi, I knew you were not dead." Luo Mingxuan saw her open her eyes and hugged her body ecstatically. He was so cautious, without a trace of frivolity, and without a trace of affection |
want.
Su Wanqing blinked and realized that Luo Mingxuan had recognized the wrong person. She could tell that he was drunk.
The word "Dad" rushed to her throat, and she paused. She wanted to know something. "He did not kill the person. I will not wrongly accuse a good person."
"You——" Su Jiuge took a deep breath, and a stern look flashed in his narrow eyes.
"Mom, I will definitely find the person who killed my biological father..."
Before Su Wanqing could finish her words, she felt a dull pain in the back of her head, her vision went dark, and she fainted.
Su Jiuge was raised by the lord, and his subordinates did not have any skills at all.
He removed the knife and used his daughter's limp body to gently brush away her daughter's messy hair. A warm smile appeared on Su Jiuge's face.
"Wan Qing, after tonight, you will be an adult."
"Remember, a girl's chastity is nothing compared to revenge and survival."
"Let me help you style his favorite bun."
Su Jiuge murmured to himself, like a gentle mother, putting on beautiful new clothes for her daughter, a light blue kimono.
While she was helping her daughter hold up her hair, she was humming a sweet and ethereal tune, which was the song "Summer Evening Sky".
After the song ended, Su Jiuge picked up Su Wanqing, kicked open the door of Luo Mingxuan's bedroom, and placed her body on the flat bed.
Su Jiuge stroked the side of his daughter's face with some nostalgia and said softly: "Wan Qing, from now on, your body is your greatest weapon, make good use of her."
After saying that, Su Jiuge walked out of the bedroom and quietly closed the door.
She dialed Luo Mingxuan's phone number, and there was some noisy singing and dancing.
"Xuan, where are you?"
"I'm having some fun outside, is there anything you want?"
"I have a big gift for you, come back soon."
Su Jiuge smiled, his voice was gentle, as usual.
"Yeah." Luo Mingxuan's faint reply came from the other side of the phone, and then he hung up.
Su Jiuge smiled, not showing any sign of anger. She opened the door to the apartment and walked out.
Let's go to Universal Studios Hollywood. With this thought in mind, Su Jiuge took the car keys and headed towards the garage.
**.**.**.**.**
When Luo Mingxuan returned to the apartment, it was already twelve o'clock at night. He had drunk a little too much and was a little dizzy.
Pushing open the bedroom door, he pressed the switch of the wall lamp. Unexpectedly, he found a person lying on the bed.
Wearing a light blue kimono, a simple bun, a beautiful sleeping face, and her hands resting on her lower abdomen, she looked like an angel given in a dream.
"Nine sons?" Luo Mingxuan's heart was beating loudly, and the smile on his face gradually widened.
His steps staggered a bit, and in panic, he messed up the documents on the bedside table and landed them on Su Wanqing's face.
"Jiuzi, I'm sorry, it's my fault!" Luo Mingxuan hurriedly collected the flying papers and gently stroked the side of Su Wanqing's face, "Don't be angry, blame me."
Because of this noise, Su Wanqing gradually woke up from her coma, but her consciousness was still a little hazy.
Somewhat helplessly, he opened his sleepy eyes and drifted lazily towards the man beside him.
"Jiuzi, I knew you were not dead." Luo Mingxuan saw her open her eyes and hugged her body ecstatically. He was so cautious, without a trace of frivolity, and without a trace of affection |
want.
Su Wanqing blinked and realized that Luo Mingxuan had recognized the wrong person. She could tell that he was drunk.
The word "Dad" rushed to her throat, and she paused. She wanted to know something.