The sky-high cute baby, the president's daddy delivered it to the door

Chapter 902 Father and Daughter Recognition ([-])

"Yu Xi, my daughter... my daughter... I have a daughter..."

Ye Zhenting hugged Qi Yuxi violently, crying like a child.

Qi Yuxi was probably the only person in the world who saw Mr. President cry.

She contemplated for a long time before calling out: "Dad."

This "father" contained too many grievances, too many expectations, and too many regrets.

If my mother is alive in the sky, she will be happy to see their father and daughter reunited!

A family of four, but only two left.

Qi Yuxi also cried, not more vividly than Ye Zhenting.

With snot and tears, he wiped the President's elegant handmade suit: "Dad, Dad..."

"Yu Xi."

Ye Zhenting gently stroked Qi Yuxi's hair, he always thought that he would die alone in this life, never thought that there would be such a day.

He not only has a daughter, but also a son-in-law and grandson.

Life is like this, and there are no regrets.

Qi Yuxi and Ye Zhenting had endless conversations in the wine cellar, while Lu Mufeng waited and waited in the room.

It's really lonely, empty and cold to stay alone in an empty room!
Look at the time, it's almost twelve o'clock.

Lu Mufeng finally couldn't help it, and went downstairs to ask Qi Yuxi to go back to bed.

Considering that the old man had to rest, Qi Yuxi reluctantly went back to her room.

Ye Zhenting stayed in the manor, and Qi Yuxi personally made the bed for him.

Although he is the president, Ye Zhenting has a lot less ostentation than Prince Louis, and he can live in even ordinary guest rooms.

Qi Yuxi went back to the room. Lu's mother was worried that Ye Zhenting's quilt was not thick enough, so she took a quilt and sent it to him.

The quilt was too big, blocking Lu's mother's sight. The door of the guest room was not closed, so she walked in sullenly.

"Mr. President, the temperature has dropped these days. I'll bring you a thick quilt. If it's cold, tear it open and cover it."

She said she put the quilt on the bed, turned her head suddenly, and found that Ye Zhenting had just taken off all the clothes on her body.

Although Ye Zhenting is over fifty years old, his body is well maintained, his muscles are strong and tight, without any fat.

The abdomen can also see eight beautifully lined abs.

But Lu's mother was not in the mood to appreciate Mr. President's perfect body, but stared at the scar on his chest: "God, Mr. President, why do you have such a big scar on your chest?"

Ye Zhenting touched the scar on his chest and said, "I had an operation four years ago."

"Huh?" Mother Lu turned pale with shock.

"My illness has been completely cured now, and I don't need to have surgery in the future." Ye Zhenting said as he put on his shirt.

"Mr. President, I heard that you have a rare blood type, and it's hard to find a donor. It's a miracle that you can find one." Lu's mother said coyly.

"Yes, it is indeed a miracle."

Ye Zhenting nodded.

Four years ago, he even thought that he would not survive, but Yan Junlin found a suitable donor and performed the operation in time to save his life.

Two years after the operation, his health was pretty good, but the good times didn't last long, and problems started to occur again, so he had to find a donor again for the operation.

That was the time he met Qi Yuxi.

Knowing that Qi Yuxi is his own daughter now, Ye Zhenting was really startled into a cold sweat.

If Yan Junlin always knew that Yu Xi was his daughter, then she was determined to kill Yu Xi.

With such a rare blood type as his, it is difficult to find a suitable donor other than his immediate family members.

Ye Zhenting suddenly thought of another daughter, Qingqing who died four years ago.

It turned out to be four years ago...

(End of this chapter)