However, her tears did not make Ji Zhenxiong feel pity, and the person in front of him did not seem to be his daughter, but just an inconsequential stranger.

"Ji Zhenxiong, do you know that I am also your daughter? I was also born with my mother's pregnancy in October and fought for her life! ”

She finally couldn't suppress the sadness in her heart, and screamed loudly and clenched her fists.

And Lu Tingshen, who was outside the living room at this moment, finally heard the voice. But all he could hear was the faint sound of anger.

Even so, he could tell from the sound that it belonged to Ji Yan.

Lu Ting suddenly sighed in his heart, and hurriedly got out of the car.

"Now your mother is her, Jiang Zhen! Could it be that if that woman dies, you will also go to hell to scream?! ”

Ji Zhenxiong has never liked to mention Ji Yan's mother, as long as others mention it, they will definitely get angry, and this time is naturally no exception.

"Huh." Ji Yan sobbed. "Ji Zhenxiong, what did you do yourself, don't you know it in your own heart? If you don't have any demons in your heart, why are you so angry? ”

Her sarcastic look made Ji Zhenxiong uncontrollably stretch out his hand and grab her hair fiercely!

"You say it again, who do you say has a ghost in their heart?! I'm your dad! Who allowed you to talk to me like that? Yes! ”

As soon as his words fell, he wanted to slam Ji Yan down, but at the moment when he wanted to make a move, his wrist was suddenly held tightly.

When he raised his head and saw who the person in front of him was, his heart suddenly chuckled.

Lu Tingshen's eyes were cold, and he hugged Ji Yan in his arms.

Seeing that even though she was in her arms, staring at the people in front of her with hatred on her face, Lu Tingshen's heart suddenly tightened.

He was suddenly blaming himself, how could he come in so late? How could he be able to stand by her side so late?

"Ji Zhenxiong." He took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked at Ji Zhenxiong, who had already taken two steps back in front of him.

Ji Zhen's ambition was very panicked at this time, but he was still casual, with a flattering smile on his face.

"Xiao Lu, this, Xiao Yan has been back for so long, why are you only coming back now? I'll let the babysitter serve the food, let's sit down at the table together and talk, what do you think? ”

Ji Zhenxiong just wanted to change the topic now, looking at Lu Tingshen's indifferent face, he felt full of panic.

Lu Tingshen didn't pay attention to him, but looked at Ji Yan.

"Tell me, where did they beat you?" His eyes were not as cold as when he looked at Ji Zhenxiong's eyes, but were full of tenderness.

When Ji Yan raised his head and met his eyes, tears almost fell down in anger.

"Don't cry, I'm here." Lu Tingshen gently wiped the tears that slowly dripped from the corners of Ji Yan's eyes, and his tone was full of helplessness.

Ji Yan trembled and bit his lower lip fiercely. Don't radiate the grievances that are about to be spoken.

"I'm fine, let's go, don't stay here." A smile barely lifted into her mouth, but even she didn't notice it, and such a smile looked even more ugly than crying.

Lu Ting sighed deeply and held her hand, "Okay, your smile like this is even more ugly than crying, don't laugh, you go up and get something, I'll wait for you below, huh?" ”

Ji Yan just wanted to escape from here quickly, and when he heard this, he nodded hurriedly and walked upstairs quickly.

When she left, the atmosphere in the living room seemed to return to freezing.

Lu Tingshen didn't speak, and cold sweat gradually seeped out of Ji Zhenxiong's forehead, sweeping the entire forehead drop by drop.

"That, Xiao Lu, let's sit down and have a good chat first, what do you think?"

His tone was full of caution, as if he was afraid that Lu Tingshen in front of him would be angry in the next second.

Lu Tingshen nodded and sat on the sofa, looking careless, as if there was no ripple at all because of what happened just now.

Just as Ji Zhenxiong was about to open his mouth to defend himself, Lu Tingshen suddenly raised his hand to stop what he wanted to say next.

"Ji Zhenxiong, to put it nicely, you are now my wife's father, to put it mildly, your company still needs to rely on me to survive."

Lu Ting played with it carelessly, and the things in his hands didn't even give Ji Zhenxiong a look.

The cold sweat on Ji Zhenxiong's forehead gradually fell to his cheeks, and through his cheeks he sank into the sofa.

"Yes, you're right." Ji Zhenxiong had a flattering smile on his face, and hurriedly nodded yes.

Lu Tingshen got the answer, and then raised his head. "So what did you just want to do to my wife? Hands-on? ”