Peng Kexin carefully recalled her reaction when she asked her mother, but she still didn't feel abnormal: "I really don't think my father is unnatural."

Gu Qinghuan's brain is spinning fast, but he can't think of a reason: "is it a coincidence that it's hard to come true?"

"My father and your father must know something. You can ask Mr. Ji." Peng Kexin suddenly proposed.

A word awakened the dreamer, Gu Qinghuan suddenly clear up: "yes, white old now is not suitable to answer us, but my father can answer us."

Two people soon went to Ji's house and went directly to Ji's room.

When Ji Lao saw that they seemed to come with murderous spirit, he was stunned: "you

Gu Qinghuan took Peng Kexin and said, "this is Peng Kexin, also the daughter of Bai family."

With these words, she fixed her eyes on Ji Lao, trying to see what reaction he would have.

Sure enough, Ji Lao suddenly changed his face: "who do you say she is?"

"Bai Lao's daughter," Gu Qinghuan repeated, "Dad, why are you so shocked?"

Ji realized that he had overreacted: "I heard that Bai's daughter had been lost for a long time. At first sight, he was a little excited."

"I lost it for a long time, but I found it recently," Gu Qinghuan asked suddenly. "But why do I think my father is surprised? Why does the white daughter look like this, right?"

"I don't understand what you mean." Ji denied it.

"I mean, Bai's daughter should look very much like me. That's why you were so surprised when you knew that Ke Xin was Bai's daughter." Gu Qinghuan said softly but firmly.

Ji Lao also intends to deny that Peng Kexin suddenly said: "when I was a child, my family experienced a fire, so I changed my face."

"No wonder..." Ji Lao subconsciously sigh, but soon found that this feeling is not appropriate, quickly hold on.

"Dad wants to say, no wonder she looks different from me, right?" Gu Qinghuan is not easy to let him go, almost to ask.

Ji Lao moved his mouth. For a moment, he didn't know how to deal with Gu Qinghuan's question. The atmosphere solidified a little.

After a long time, when Peng Kexin thought that Ji Lao was asleep, he suddenly got up and took down a photo album from the bookshelf.

Slowly, he flipped through the album, stopped at a page, and handed them to them: "this is your mother's picture."

Peng Kexin subconsciously took out the photos in his pocket and compared them: "how..."

"Why is it so similar?" Gu Qinghuan was surprised.

"I said, this is your mother." Ji Lao reluctantly repeated it.

"That is to say, we are all her daughters?" Gu Qinghuan believed this in his heart.

"Yes, you are sisters of a mother." Ji Lao rubbed his nose in some mood.

Peng Kexin didn't hold the photo firmly, and the photo fell to the ground: "a mother compatriot? So, our father is not the same? "

"Yes, you are a child of the Bai family. She is my daughter. As for what happened, you can go back and ask your father. In case he doesn't want you to know and I tell you Ji Lao said, a trace of calm flashed in his eyes.

Peng Kexin's face flashed a doubt: "why does he not want to let me know?"

"Of course, it's because it's a family scandal." Ji Lao explained to her with a good temper.

"Family clown? Is the white family ugly? " Peng Kexin is still at a loss.

"It's also the clown of our Ji family." Ji said calmly, but it was obvious that he didn't want to talk about it.

"Because we look similar, we can't appear in front of the public at the same time. It's to avoid making our family dirty, right?" Gu Qinghuan has understood.

Ji Lao nodded slowly, his expression was a little heavy, but he still laughed reluctantly.

"Let me ask, whose wife is our mother?" Gu Qinghuan grasped the core question.

"Of course she is Mrs. Ji." Mention this matter, Ji Lao's expression is much looser, even faintly angry.

"How could there be a white daughter?" Gu Qinghuan also did not care about Peng Kexin's feelings, just asked.

"I said, ask her father about it." Ji Lao is still an attitude that he does not want to discuss.

"My father, he..." Peng Kexin bit his teeth, or said, "his mental state is not particularly good recently, today to see Huanhuan, fainted."Ji Laoyi Leng, did not expect that Bai Laohui such a thing: "he actually will see Huanhuan faint?"

"Then we found that Huanhuan and my mother are a bit like..." Peng Kexin's voice was a little empty, obviously did not expect that his life experience would be rugged to this extent.

Ji Lao sighed and said: "when you two were children, you really looked like each other, and the more you grew up, the more you looked like each other."

Gu Qinghuan didn't expect Ji to suddenly talk about it, but he still took Peng Kexin to sit down and listen to it.

"Our two families, because you have a better relationship, you two can be said to grow up under the care of the two families." Ji Lao's expression became soft, and his eyes were obviously recalling the past.

Gu Qinghuan felt that Peng Kexin was shaking and held her hand. Peng Kexin felt Gu Qinghuan's appeasement and raised her head to give her a very bright smile.

"Then, how did we have an accident?" Gu Qinghuan thought of the problem and asked.

"Our two families have thought about this for a long time, but they haven't thought about it clearly." Ji Lao's eyes are twinkling, and his words are not so strong.

"And then the relationship between the two families got worse?" This time it's Peng Kexin.

"Well, it is because of some wonderful things that peace is maintained." Ji took a steady look at Peng Kexin and suddenly laughed.

Peng Kexin did not know why he suddenly looked at himself and laughed: "what are you laughing at?"

"You are very much like my wife," Ji Lao looked at her again. "Although you look different, you have the same temperament and talk."

"Then I can ask, why did mom give birth to us two?" Peng Kexin is still very concerned about this issue and hopes that Ji can let go.

Ji Laozhang opened his mouth and was just about to say something. Peng Kexin's phone rang. It was Bai Laozhang.

Peng Kexin was surprised that Bai Laohui suddenly called: "Dad, are you awake?"

I don't know what the other end of the phone said, but the phone hung up soon.

"Old Bai woke up?" Gu Qinghuan asked with great concern, and Ji Lao also looked over.

"Yes," Peng Kexin thought of Bai Lao's command just now. He had a strange feeling in his heart.

"Are you going back to see him?" Gu Qinghuan asked.

"Huanhuan, my father wants to see you." Peng Kexin said to himself