He Daqiang didn't know what the other party meant by letting him see this picture, but he quickly nodded and said, "yes, it's my daughter he Xiaoya. Are you looking for her?"

Seeing he Daqiang admit that this photo is he Xiaoya, the other party's tense expression relaxed instantly, looked down at he Daqiang, turned and walked towards the car parked in the front.

The man raised his hand and gently knocked on the window, and the window slowly lowered. Then he Daqiang saw that the man whispered to the window and the door was opened from the inside.

Then he Daqiang saw a handsome man who choked him out of the car.

The man's body is quite tall, his figure is particularly slim, as if a gust of wind can blow down. His face is white as if it were transparent, and only his lips are light pink.

The man, like others, wore black sunglasses and stepped on the bright leather shoes that could almost reveal he Daqiang's black and red cheeks, and walked to he Daqiang step by step.

The man's fingers are long and white, as if they were carved with good lanolin jade. Holding the photo that he Daqiang saw just now, he said, "this man is your daughter?"

The man's appearance looks weak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his voice seemed to be cold with ice, which made he Daqiang's body shake even more.

He Daqiang swallowed a mouthful of water, nodded quickly and said, "yes, she is my daughter, he Xiaoya. Are you looking for her?"

"Can you call her out for me?"

It was obviously a solicitation statement, but the man said the smell of command.

But hearing he Daqiang's ear, all this became particularly natural. He Daqiang nodded quickly to understand and rushed to the house.

Jiu Jiu, who just poked out a head from the kitchen, was dragged out by he Daqiang holding his arm.

Yes, because he Daqiang is frightened by people outside. At the moment, he Daqiang is like a frightened bird. The only idea in his heart is to quickly call Jiujiu out in exchange for his own peace.

After all, this group of people came to find Jiujiu with Jiujiu's photos. The sooner he handed Jiujiu over, the better.

Although she has been able to eat almost every day for the past half a month, he Xiaoya's body had a serious deficit before, and during this period, she exercised a lot every day and consumed too much, so her weight is similar to that of he Xiaoya before, so she can be dragged to the door by he Daqiang like a mop.

He Daqiang quickly pulled Jiujiu out, pushed Jiujiu in front of the man, pointed to Jiujiu and said to the man, "this is my daughter he Xiaoya."

He Daqiang spoke very fast. Jiu Jiu heard a trace of joy from he Daqiang's words.

When he Daqiang said that Jiujiu was he Xiaoya, the man was willing to move his eyes to Jiujiu.

However, at the moment of seeing Jiujiu, the tip of the man's eyebrows suddenly condensed into a ball, especially when he saw Jiujiu's black and red cheek because he had been working outside for a long time, his face twisted up.

The man raised his hand, took off his sunglasses, frowned and looked at Jiujiu carefully for a long time, then picked up the photo and looked at it carefully for a long time. After confirming that Jiujiu was the person he was looking for, Bai Jing's face was a little black.

Obviously, although the person he wants to find is Jiujiu, the person in his mind is not what Jiujiu looks like at the moment.

At least, it's not black and red.

When a man looks at Jiu Jiu, Jiu Jiu also looks at the man

A man is tall and thin, as if he could be blown down by a gust of wind. His skin is almost morbid pale and almost transparent in the sun. If it weren't for his ability to stand directly in the sun, Jiujiu would almost think he was a vampire.

The man stood in front of Jiujiu like a pine and cypress, lowered his head and looked at Jiujiu carefully. After a long time, he asked, "you are he Xiaoya."

Jiujiu nodded, "I'm he Xiaoya. Who are you?"

When he saw Jiujiu, the man thought that Jiujiu was like a little girl in an ordinary mountain village. He was timid and shy. When he saw a stranger, he was afraid that he would be too scared to speak.

However, as soon as Jiujiu opened his mouth, he broke his cognition. Jiujiu not only had no meaning, but also had the taste of shyness, and even was particularly cheerful and generous, which was really surprising.

And Jiujiu's response also made the man think of some pleasant memories. The corners of his mouth rose slightly because of pleasure, "I'm Mo yuan."

"Mo yuan?"

Jiujiu looked at the man who called himself Moyuan standing in front of him.

Because he Xiaoya begged Mo yuan all his life, so in he Xiaoya's memory, Mo yuan's appearance is particularly vague. Jiujiu looks very hard and can only see the appearance of a very tall and fuzzy person.

It can be said that this is the first time that Jiujiu clearly and intuitively saw the appearance of Mo yuan.

Jiujiu thought that even if his son inherited his father's career, it would take him at least about 30 years old to reach that level. But now it seems that Moyuan is only 25 at most. Moyuan's appearance is much younger than Jiujiu imagined.

When seeing Jiu Jiu's appearance, Mo yuan was particularly disappointed.

The man he is looking for has a unique appearance, noble and elegant temperament, and his skin is like frost and snow, closing the moon and ashamed of flowers.

However, Jiujiu's facial contour is so similar to her, but her skin is as black and red as he Daqiang, which is very ugly. It forcibly lowers her beautiful face by five points.

However, after hearing the familiar tone when Jiu Jiu shouted his name, Mo yuan's eyes turned red.

For hundreds of years, he had not heard anyone call his name like this for hundreds of years.

In order to cover the tears in his eyes, Mo yuan put on his sunglasses and looked sideways at the steward who had been standing beside him. He raised his finger and said, "take it away."

Hearing that Moyuan was going to take him away, Jiujiu immediately took two steps backward, looked sideways at he Daqiang, who stood timid like a little mouse, and shouted, "Dad."

If a normal person hears that someone is going to take his child away, he will immediately rush forward, protect his child behind him like an old hen, and ask the other party why he should take his child away.

But he Daqiang had no feelings for he Xiaoya. In his heart, he Xiaoya's only role is to serve his family as an ox and horse, and then sell a good price to his son he Fugui to get bride price money.

Now, the people who want to take Jiujiu away are not good at coming, and so many of them wear black suits. They are the people who practice their family, and he is just an honest farmer in the mountains. Competing with those people, it is clear that eggs hit stones.