c_t; Doudou's body shook when he heard this, and Feng Kun sighed, "It seems that the person who poisoned him has the ultimate goal of breaking up your father and daughter, which is really poisonous!"

"Please treat him. [Fast update,Refreshing website pages,Few ads,,I like this kind of website the most.,Be sure to praise it],The latest chapter visit wèn:。 {Chinese novel}" Doudou did not have a trace of sadness on his face, but accepted the result unusually calmly.

Feng Kun was slightly shocked by her reaction, he obviously felt that this girl felt very sorry for her father, how could she become so calm about such a thing as leaving her father?

A little girl of her age, don't they all like to be under the knees of their parents?

So, when you think about separating from your family, you should cry right away, right?

And what's going on with the "I wish I could do this" look on her face?

The affection in a rich family, he really can't figure it out!

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The creak 'door' was opened from within.

Feng Kun dragged his tired body out, and Doudou followed behind him, his face as white as paper.

"Doctor Feng, how is my nephew?" an elder hurriedly stepped up to meet him, and Feng Kun hammered his old waist and said, "It's basically no problem." ”

Feng Kun didn't say the specific situation, on the one hand, it was Doudou's request, and on the other hand, it was useless to say it.

"Great, thank you, thank you......" The elder burst into tears almost without 'agitation', and his eyes turned into proper reverence when he looked at Feng Kun.

Being adored by such a group of old guys who are highly respected and rich and rival the country, Feng Kun suddenly felt a little unbearable.

"Okay, where are the wounded, please take me there. ”

The elders said yes again and again, and sent Feng Kun out in a huddle, and one of them stayed and glanced at Doudou deeply, "Good boy, it was your uncle and grandfather who blamed you in the past, but now it's okay to stay in Shangmeng and stay with your father?"

Doudou shook his head calmly, ignoring the guilt in the old man's eyes, and instead walked towards Jin Lianyi with a relaxed face.

"Xiao Jin, this is back for you!" Doudou threw a gray stone at him.

Jin Lianyi raised his hand to catch it in his palm, and in an instant, he felt a warm current rushing from his palm to his whole body, and the snow under his eyes began to melt, and in the blink of an eye, his expression when he looked at Doudou became as warm as the 'spring' wind.

"Although it's half a year late, for the sake of our old love, I won't hold you responsible. ”

It's still the same tone, but now it sounds completely devoid of sarcasm and coldness, and even, unexpectedly added a little mildness and cordiality, and......

"Who has an old relationship with you, don't tease me!" Doudou lowered his head, and his ears were inexplicably a little hot.

Jin Lianyi smiled brightly, "Old love, this is obviously what you said personally, do you want to admit it?"

Doudou glanced at Jin Lianyi, exhaled a sullen breath, and said, "You promised to help me complete the bounty goal of 300,000, but now there is still 100,000 short, what should you say!"

Jin Lianyi shrugged, "There is still a month left and right, if you are in a hurry, we will go now!"

"Then let's go!" a smile appeared in Doudou's eyes, and he took the lead and left.

Doudou and Jin Lianyi left, and when Shang Que woke up and learned the news, he was very surprised that he didn't say anything, but lifted the commercial blockade of the cold region as soon as possible.

However, in view of the extremely harsh environment in the cold region, whether this blockade exists or not does not actually have much impact on the entire Jin clan.

Shangmeng is spending a huge amount of money to quickly restore more than half of the building in just one day, the efficiency is comparable to the sky, and it decisively verifies that money can make ghosts grind!

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