I remember when I just returned to the entertainment industry, someone once used the topic of "Summer Dad" to smear Xiyan.

"Wild child", "cheap goods", all kinds of words were forcibly added to Xiyan's body.

It's just that later Xiyan slowly gained recognition from everyone through her acting skills.

This "black material" has gradually been forgotten.

But now, when someone suddenly talks about it again, I can't help but feel a little ......

No, she's not a wild child.

His father is Mr. Ling.

Not far away, Qiao Qianmo held Qiao's father's hand and greeted the people around him with a bright smile.

I have been fighting with Qiao Qianmo for so long.

Xiyan thinks that she is no worse than Qiao Qianmo in all aspects.

Only the biological father......

Looking at Qiao's father and Qiao Qianmo bowing his head and saying something, he always reminded his daughter to watch her step.

It's a look of complete care.

Ou Jue grabbed Xiyan's shoulders and blocked her view, "Let's go, let's enter the venue." ”

"Hmm." Xi Yan tried to pull the corners of her mouth and smiled.

Looking at the little girl's forced smile, Ou Jue's Adam's apple rolled a little.

Everyone who attends the charity gala needs to go to the front desk to register what they have brought, and then the unified auction will be held later.

After Xiyan finished registering, he got a seat card.

It's just that I didn't expect it to be next to Qiao Qianmo!

Ah Xiba, it's really when you don't want to see anyone, the more God arranges for you to see whom.

Xiyan silently complained from her heart.

When they walked over, Qiao's father and Qiao Qianmo were talking about something, and the father and daughter had a very deep relationship.

As if sensing something, Father Qiao looked up, and after meeting those deep eyes, he said, "Little Jue, what a coincidence." ”

Ou Jue bowed his head and called out painlessly, "Uncle Qiao." ”

Qiao's father and the Ou family have a distant relationship.

Even if you don't wait to see Qiao Qianmo, you still have to have basic etiquette, let alone in this kind of public place.

It's just that although Ou Jue called the other party "Uncle Qiao" on his lips, his momentum was far above this middle-aged man.

Qiao Qianmo raised her head, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes the moment she saw Oujue.

But after seeing the sunset beside Oujue, the look of surprise disappeared a little.

Qiao's father smiled, "Come, sit down." ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the empty chair on Qiao Qianmo's left hand.

"What are you doing in a daze?" Ou Jue pinched Xi Yan's cheek, "Why don't you sit in it quickly?" ”

It means let Xiyan do the inside, and he sits outside.

Xiyan sat in unceremoniously.

With her in the middle, Qiao Qianmo's hand clenched into a fist fiercely.

The party hasn't officially started yet.

Wearing a heavy dress, I don't feel good about how to adjust my comfortable sitting posture.

Ou Jue squinted at her, "You have lice on you?" ”

Blame me?

Xiyan pouted, "This chair doesn't have a support, it's not comfortable to sit at all, bad review." ”

"I'm sitting on this not an ornament."

"Huh?"

"Stupid." Ou Jue said, directly pulled Xiyan over, and let the little girl lean on his shoulder.

"Ahem." Xiyan coughed lightly, "That's not good." ”

He said that he wanted to sit down.

Who knew that Ou Jue pressed her back again, "What's wrong?" My shoulder is for you to lean on, who dares to have an opinion? ”

The tone of the iconic Oujue is arrogant and arrogant.

Because of the matter of finding someone to pretend to be Mr. Ling a few days ago, it is now on the cusp.