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"Pege, you'd better die...... Even if I really die, I won't, cheap yours. ”

Qiao Jingyun looked at Pei Ge's beautiful and delicate face, and a trace of jealousy flashed in her eyes.

This woman, snatched everything from her.

Everything she has, everything she cherishes.

Go to hell! Peg!

The fingers were raised slightly, and at the moment when Qiao Jingyun was about to press the trigger, a voice suddenly sounded in her ears-

"Qiao Jingyun, you dare! If you dare to touch Peg, I'll let your daughter go with you!" ”

Fu Mingxuan's elegant and magnetic voice became extremely anxious at this time.

His eyes were fixed on Qiao Jingyun, and his palms, which were also grabbed by eagles, pinched his daughter's fragile neck tightly.

"Wow——! Mommy ......"

Qiao Jingyun, who was standing on the rooftop, was shocked by Fu Mingxuan's words, and when she heard her daughter's fragile and aggrieved cry, her palms shook even more.

didn't care about Pei Ge, Qiao Jingyun looked downstairs, and saw that Fu Mingxuan pinched her daughter who had been precious for five years with an indifferent face.

"Fu Mingxuan! Don't you dare!!! That's our daughter! ”

Looking at that scene, Qiao Jingyun almost didn't jump off the rooftop and rushed to Fu Mingxuan's side.

She is precious, pampered for a few years, and her daughter, who has always been held in the palm of her hand, was treated like this by Fu Mingxuan, her daughter's nominal father.

How could she not be crazy!

Originally, she thought that handing over her daughter to her father was the safest thing to do, but what she didn't expect was ......

This practice turned out to be the most dangerous!

This man can actually do this for a woman like Peige!

"Fu Mingxuan! You are crazy! She's your daughter! Your own daughter! How could you do such a thing for the sake of an irrelevant woman! ”

Qiao Jingyun's expression of the situation was seen by Fu Mingxuan, he looked at Qiao Jingyun lightly, and said coldly: "Qiao Jingyun, maybe you have forgotten, you are the irrelevant person in my eyes." ”

Listening to Fu Mingxuan's words, a bitter look seemed to flash in Qiao Jingyun's eyes.

Soon, however, she regained her normal color.

Just as she was about to say something, she was defeated by Fu Mingxuan's next sentence.

"As for what you said, she is my biological daughter......"

Speaking of this, Fu Mingxuan lowered his head and looked at the little girl who was crying in his palm.

Even though this young child looks very similar to Qiao Jingyun, it is completely a copy of her.

However, he can still see that this girl looks three points similar to him.

Truly...... It's his daughter.

But......

Thinking of the words that Ji Ziming asked people to pass to him, his gaze gradually became cold.

As long as you can save Pegger, it's ...... Even if this child is his daughter, so what!

I can only blame her for having such a mother!

“…… So what. ”

This simple sentence of 'so what' was like a basin of cold water poured on Qiao Jingyun's head, making her suddenly feel cold.

Even Ji Ziming didn't let her feel this way at this time.

Lowering her head, watching her daughter crying breathlessly, her eyes red and swollen like walnuts, her heart became colder and colder......

Why...... Why...... All the people refuse to give her a little love? That's it...... A little bit...... I don't want to give it to her......