Yu Xianxian knew that according to the arrangement of the original book, on the day when Bai Feinuan finally wanted to reunite with Gu Mingxu, Gu Mingxu had a car accident.

The man died on the way to the hotel and was hit directly by a white Passat.

Where to reason!

When Yu Xianxian read this paragraph, she almost pulled out her 40-meter knife and sliced the original author into slices.

As soon as Gu Mingxu died, Song Shiran became even more aggressive, pestering Bai Feinuan and not letting go, calling for stirring and stirring, so that Bai Feinuan also died unexpectedly three years later.

Ay.

The story ends in tragedy, and the only "revenge" for Song Shiran is that the child is not his parent-child proof.

It's ironic.

But now that Yu Xianxian is here, nothing will happen in the future.

Just now, she had received a photo from the security team, in which hundreds of security guards were jointly dispatched, racing against time to intercept the city's white Passat, and within a radius of several kilometers of the hotel, they were doubly armed.

In the photo, there is also Land Rover with Long Qing's exclusive bodyguards, each of whom is working responsibly.

At this time, Yu Xianxian's mobile phone rang again.

It was a message from Pan Na: Manager Yu, the man you asked me to pay attention to has arrived, just got on the elevator.

A photo of a man is attached to the back.

It's Gu Mingxu, there is no doubt.

Seeing that he had arrived safely at the hotel, Yu Xianxian's tense heart was completely relaxed.

She put away her phone: "Mr. Song, in fact, you don't have to meet to solve the misunderstanding. In this case, I invite Miss Bai's guests to come up and let them meet in the living room. Can you just look through the door and listen to them?"

Bai Feinuan immediately cast a grateful glance at Yu Xianxian.

Song Shiran was also tired of arguing and reluctantly agreed.

Twenty minutes later, the elevator carrying Gu Mingxu went straight to the 2,888th floor.

Gu Mingxu is worthy of being a soldier, his physical fitness is very good, and he didn't take oxygen in the process of coming up.

He walked out with a steady gait, as if he was not used to such extravagant scenes.

Ke Xue, who had already learned of the situation, took the initiative to step forward: "Is it Miss Bai's guest?"

Gu Mingxu: "Yes, where is she?"

Ke Xue: "Your side, please." ”

When Gu Mingxu entered, Yu Xianxian withdrew.

Shortly after she exited, there was a sound of chirping in the room.

First, the two children called their father one by one, and then Bai Feinuan cried and laughed, Gu Mingxu comforted the small one and the big one, and was in a hurry.

The tall man was decisive on the battlefield, never showing embarrassment, and his back was like a mountain, which was the solid reliance of countless subordinates.

At this time, he was scratching his ears and cheeks, looking clumsy and stupid, and his resolute silhouette involuntarily softened, hugging the three family members.

Armor, weakness, are all in this embrace.

Ke Xue peeked at the phantom, and she was about to cry: "Woo woo, it's great, the family is reunited." ”

Yu Xianxian blinked with relief: "What about Mr. Song?"

Ke Xue: "In ...... Huh, were you still here?"

Yu Xianxian knew that the matter was solved, and smiled calmly.

The child's eyes are indeed like Song Shiran, but the other facial features are more like a combination of Gu Mingxu and Bai Feinuan.

Besides, those eyes seem to have something to do with Bai Feinuan alone, but when they are combined with Gu Mingxu, the more they look at it, the more interesting it becomes.

The two children are too long, completely integrating the advantages of their parents, and they are as beautiful as porcelain dolls.

She silently put away her phone. In the historical chat record is a paternity test report, which she just asked Long Qing's private medical team to do urgently.

This report, coupled with the pictures in it, is enough to make Song Shiran completely dead.

"It's okay, Mr. Song lost his 'beloved son', let him calm down, his self-righteous and narcissistic stinky fart should have been changed a long time ago. ”

Yu Xianxian clapped her hands and said to Ke Xue again: "You go to the front desk and wait, ready to check out Song Shiran." ”

Ke Xue: "Ah, he will retire before the night, will he retreat?" Mr. Song seemed to like playing on the top floor.

Yu Xianxian gestured with her hand - "Just his face, now 'snap' and fall to the ground!

"Poof," Ke Xue couldn't help laughing, "Then I'll go." ”

Yu Xianxian stretched her waist in place briskly.

Thinking of something, he took out his mobile phone again and sent a rainbow fart to Long Qing: Thank you boss for your help, without the help of the boss, there will be no reunion of the guests, and there will be no tomorrow for me Yu Xianxian!

There was no reply from the other side.

Yu Xianxian waited for a while, and just when she thought that Long Qing would not come back, her mobile phone vibrate.

Long Qing: Refill, what do you mean?

Yu Xianxian: ......

She hesitated for a moment and sent Long Qing a heart-to-heart emoji.

Long Qing: ?

Yu Xianxian said secretly, with your ability to understand, can you still be the president and lead the world?

She backhanded Long Qing and threw away all kinds of heart-to-heart emojis that filled the screen in the past, remarks: Refill = heart, homophonic stalk, understand?

Long Qing was like a cat who had only got a cheap one, holding his mobile phone and watching his heart shine all over the screen, and the corners of his mouth rose wildly.

Passerby Jia Xia Zhi: Sweetness exceeds the standard warning!

Long Qing: Come to my office.

Yu Xianxian trembled and trembled: ...... Boss, can I ask something first?

Long Qing sent a photo.

In the photo, it is one of the birthday gifts that Yu Xianxian just gave him: a sticky note.

Yu Xianxian: !

Yu Xianxian: I'll be there in a minute!