"You're getting naughty!" Xia Rongxu looked at Qin Wu helplessly.

When he said this kind of thing, he undoubtedly recognized Qin Wu's identity, and the guests present were dumbfounded, what kind of play is this? The affairs of the arms king's family are too complicated, right? She is really Xia Rongxu's daughter, doesn't that mean that the Xia family has a real blood heir.

The righteous son and the righteous daughter are nothing at all, making wedding dresses for others in vain!

Also, she said that Xiao Mo is her man, what's the matter? Two women rob their husbands? But it's quite funny, Qin Tianjiao, the princess-like daughter just now, was suddenly suppressed by her own daughter.

Isn't it a joke to fight for a man with his own daughter? How can I say that a righteous daughter is just a righteous daughter, and her status is many levels lower than her own flesh and blood anyway, the real princess is this new woman who has been engaged for a long time, and the affairs of the big family are really complicated.

Qin Tianjiao couldn't accept this change, and hurriedly asked, "Dad, is Qin Wu really your biological daughter?" ”

The noble status of the scenery was robbed, and she finally became Xia Rongxu's daughter and became a princess, but she didn't expect Qin Wu to change her body and become Xia Rongxu's daughter, trampling herself under her feet, which made people too angry, and robbed herself of everything.

Xia Rongxu didn't know Qin Wu's name yet, but Qin Tianjiao helped him out of the siege when he asked like this.

It happened suddenly, and he hadn't decided how to deal with Qin Wu yet, but the scene had to be good-looking, and he admitted with a kind face: "Yes, she will be your sister in the future, you have to get along well." ”

Qin Tianjiao was resentful, and Qin Wu had no expression.

Xia Rongxu pulled Qin Wu down on the stage and spoke seriously, and also introduced Qin Wu's identity, and he also said to everyone: "I don't want to disclose her identity because of my love for her, and I don't want her to bear too much pressure, so I can't hide it now." ”

The guests were amazed and sighed at the deep relationship between father and daughter.

Qin Yuhua's face was extremely pale, how could things have developed to this point? What does Xia Rongxu want to do? What does Qin Wu want to do?

The most unbelievable thing is Xiao Mo, he doesn't know what it's like in his heart, his heart is painful, angry and powerless.

A dinner party is held in an inexplicable atmosphere, everyone is wearing masks, lively and harmonious on the surface, but strange on the inside.

After the banquet was over, it was time to really settle the score, and Xia Rongxu's fatherly expression disappeared: "Qin Wu, you come to my room with me." ”

Qin Wu nodded and was about to leave, Xiao Mo hurriedly followed: "I'll accompany you." ”

No matter how annoyed he was, he was worried that she was plotted by Xia Rongxu, and he didn't believe that Xia Rongxu would really be good to Qin Wu.

"No, no matter what, he won't touch me now." Qin Wu refused, she also wanted to talk to Xia Rongxu alone, so she refused Xiao Mo to follow her.

Xiao Mo had no choice but to stop at the door of the room.

Qin Wu entered the room and saw Xia Rongxu, it was really ironic to think about it, the father and daughter acted for the first time they met, and now, it is not the excitement of meeting flesh and blood, but the calmness and mutual vigilance of negotiation.

What kind of father and daughter is this? The blood is connected, but there is not even a trace of affection.

Xia Rongxu looked at Qin Wu and said, "I thought you would keep hiding, but I didn't expect you to take the initiative to come to see me, and have the courage to throw yourself into the net and tell your purpose." ”

Qin Wu smiled coldly: "Will the father ask the purpose of coming back when he sees his daughter for the first time?" Or do you mean that even if you know me and your daughter, you don't treat it as a daughter? ”

"If you expect a loving Father, I'm afraid you will be disappointed, the only advice I can give you is to never expect warmth from anyone, for it will only be more dependent and cowardly, and of no use to me.