This news completely makes Mu Qiqi confused. How could she be Mr. President's daughter?
Mr. President's status is so noble, but she is just a common people, how can it be related.
"No mistake. How could I be Mr. President's daughter?" Staring at a pair of innocent big eyes, Muqiqi looks at Mo yanjue at a loss, hoping to get a different answer from his mouth.
"It's impossible to make a mistake about this kind of important thing. When the president was in the election campaign, some people started malicious competition and sneaked into Mr. President's house and stole his three month old daughter. They have been looking for it for years, but they have never had any results. Until that day, they accidentally saw you in the drug treatment center. The president as like as two peas in the face of president President shocked me, and then called me and started a long process of confirmation. Mo yanjue patiently explained that he knew that no matter who happened to him, he would be at a loss and unbelievable.
Because it's incredible!
"Qiqi, I should tell you I'm sorry, I secretly took a few of your hair without your consent ···"
Muqiqi still can't believe it, how can it be?
She sat back in the sofa. After a long time, she couldn't come back. She was staring at the floor, her brain was in a mess, and she didn't know how to deal with it.
Mo yanjue knew that she was hard to accept for a while, so he went over and patted her on the shoulder, comforting him: "no matter what kind of decision you make, I will support you and always be with you."
Mu Qiqi nodded gently, and the whole person seemed to have lost his soul. Maybe he didn't hear what Mo yanjue just said.
Looking at her appearance, Mo yanjue's eyes flashed a bit of worry. It seemed that he would tell Mr. President that he would give her a little time and wait for her to make a complete joke about it before he could meet again.
As she is now, if he offered to meet her at the moment, she would certainly not accept it.
The palm on her shoulder increased some strength. Mo yanjue said heartily, "Qiqi, you can say everything you want to say. Don't hold it in your heart. It will be stuffy."
Mu Qiqi small face pale, she turned to look at Mo Yan Jue, voice with a bit hoarse, "I want a person quiet."
Mo Yan Jue is also very helpless, had to gently nod, "that you go back to the room to rest, wait for a meal, I call you."
She dropped her eyes, looked pale, nodded slightly, and rose from the sofa.
Looking at her weak, as if the wind will fall back, Mo Yan Jue's heart mercilessly pumping.
Mo yanjue has some regrets. If he had known that it would be such a consequence to tell her, he would rather that she would never know her real identity and live a carefree life.
He got up and walked out of the desk, picked up the mobile phone on the desk, and with a little coldness between his eyebrows, he called the president.
"Did she agree?" The phone rang almost seconds, and the president's eager voice came through the receiver.
This is a father's true feelings for his daughter. Mo yanjue, who is already a father, can sympathize with him. Unfortunately ···
"I haven't told her about the meeting. It's a bit sudden for her, so she can't accept it for a while." Mo Yan Jue explained.
"How is she now? Is she OK?" Hearing that muqiyi was hard to accept, the president was worried.
"Don't worry. I'll take care of her. Let's push back the meeting."
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