Mr. Zhou’s Little Cutie

Meng Fu is the only daughter of the Meng family. She was raised and raised tenderly and gracefully. She is a perfect lady, a noble lady.

But it is also because of being pampered that she is not afraid of these negative things, and she lives freely and freely. She dares to say some things that others dare not say, and she dares to do some things that others dare not do!

Especially now that she was being bullied right under her nose, she couldn't bear others to say that about her daughter!

Neither Yi Minglian nor Meng Fu knew how they got home.

I kept replaying what those people said repeatedly in my mind, and the more I thought about it, the angrier I became, and the more I thought about it, the angrier I became.

When Yi Jingnan came back, he saw two people sitting on the sofa, and the atmosphere was a little depressing.

He silently squeezed the identification result in his hand.

He spent a lot of effort to evade Mu Feng and let someone do the appraisal.

In fact, he couldn't hide the excitement in his heart. As a result, he had already got it two hours earlier, and he was in the car all the time to ease his emotions.

Even so, he was still agitated, and his eyes were still red.

Meng Fu and Yi Minglian watched him come back, and when they looked up, they saw his red eyes.

Meng Fu froze for a moment.

When I looked at him, I was stunned, and the words I was going to say in my throat stopped for a moment and I couldn't say them.

But she also seemed to understand something.

Before she left Fengcheng, she was originally a talented woman recognized by many people here.

"Aren't you..." Her eyes were red silently, her throat seemed to be blocked by something, she swallowed twice before she found her voice: "You got the result?"

Yi Minglian turned to look at him upon hearing this.

Yi Jingnan's eyes suddenly turned red again, and his fingers trembled a little.

He nodded slightly.

Meng Fu stretched out her hand: "Show me."

She could guess it, but she couldn't guess the result. Yi Jingnan's appearance was a pity to her.

She thought it was not, she thought that Meng Yutang was not their daughter, and their daughter might really have left them twenty years ago.

Yi Minglian clenched Meng Fu's other hand, his eyes became hot, and his nervous fingertips trembled.

Yi Jingnan silently opened the appraisal report, and then handed it to Meng Fu.

After Meng Fu took it, she shook slightly, then suppressed the panic in her heart, and slowly brought the report to her eyes.

The precise numbers, densely packed, make one's scalp tingle.

Meng Fu read each line carefully, and the more she read, the more she wanted to cry.

The more you look at it, the redder the eye circles become.

When she saw the last item, she turned her head and glanced at Yi Minglian, she thought she was wrong.

Yi Minglian also turned to look at her with red eyes.

The two saw excitement and disbelief in each other's eyes at the same time.

They watched it carefully from beginning to end again.

Not a single number is willing to let go.

After watching it many times, it seems like I am dreaming.

Meng Fu raised her eyes to look at Yi Jingnan, and Yi Jingnan raised her hand to wipe away her tears, watching Meng Fu slowly knelt down to hold the hands of the two of them tightly.

"Dad, Mom! It's really my sister! She's really my sister! She's really your daughter! My sister is still alive! She's still alive! She's alive and well!"

Yi Minglian and Meng Fu looked at each other, bit their lips tightly, and tears fell down disobediently.

The body couldn't stop shaking.

"Ming Lian, our daughter...is still alive!"

Her voice was hoarse, and she couldn't restrain her excitement when she spoke, as if she was dreaming after every word.

Yi Minglian's voice also became hoarse, and he tried his best to suppress his emotions: "Well, she's still alive! She's fine!"