Uncle's little cute wife

Chapter 325 What's the result?
"What's the result?" The calmer Xiao Qianqian behaved, the greater the fear in Bo Jinxiu's heart.

"Uncle, I want to see my father."

Xiao Qianqian carefully folded the DNA paternity test and put it in his pocket.

Then, with heavy steps, he walked slowly outside.

Xiao Qianqian felt that he was a little top-heavy, every step he took, he felt as if he was going to exhaust all his strength.

Her appraisal result was the same as Xiao Zhitong's, they were not Xiao Baichao's daughters.

She called Xiao Baichao's 'father' for 18 years;
She forgave Xiao Baichao time and time again, but finally found that the man who hurt her had no blood relationship with her.

She felt very powerless, as if a fire had burned her home. She looked at the ashes in front of her, knowing that this was her home, but she could never go back.

When Xiao Qiangan came out, Xiao Baichao had already been sent out of the operating room.

For the next few days, Xiao Baichao was in a coma most of the time, and when he woke up, he always called Xiao Qianqian's name, then held her hand, and told her something about his childhood.

Gangan was very naughty when he was young, and always liked to ride on his father's shoulders;
Gan Gan is allergic to seafood, but likes to eat my crayfish;

Do it, where is your sister Zhitong? Why hasn't she come to see her father for a long time...

In order to find suitable hematopoietic stem cells for Xiao Baichao, Bo Jinxiu used all the connections in his hands, and the final result was shaking his head and sighing.

Xiao Baichao died on a rainy night, Xiao Qianqian leaned against his bed and fell asleep.

She dreamed of her dead mother, who came to pick up Xiao Baichao and left.

After he died, it was Bo Jinxiu who held the funeral for him.

Xiao Baichao was just the boss of a small company during his lifetime, but he was buried with dignity after his death.

On the day of the funeral, Yang Suqing and Xiao Zhitong disappeared.

To be precise, the mother and daughter had disappeared for several days.

Xiao Qianqian was wearing mourning clothes and holding Xiao Baichao's posthumous photo. The big robe made her look thinner and thinner.

Bo Jinxiu stood beside her and held an umbrella for her, walking carefully step by step with the little thing.

Xiao Qianqian wanted to cry, but couldn't shed any tears.

The girl's eyes were big, without any trace of life in them.

Bo Jinxiu was terrified of Xiao Qianqian like this, as if as long as he touched him lightly, the final result would be an unbearable weight for his life.

The cemetery of Xiao Baichao was chosen in the Fengshui treasure land in Rongcheng.

The funeral procession marched mightily to his grave. Xiao Qianqian, who was walking in the front, knelt down with a "plop", and then kowtowed three times in front of Xiao Baichao's grave.

In the end, she didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Seeing this, Bo Jinxiu dropped the black umbrella in his hand, and immediately picked her up by the waist.

Standing beside them, Leng Ye immediately put the umbrella in his hand on top of their heads, while he was drenched in the pouring rain.

From the time he learned that Xiao Baichao was sick and hospitalized until now, Bo Jinxiu watched helplessly as his baby, who had gained weight with great difficulty, became thinner day by day.

"Uncle, I'm sleepy, I want to sleep."

Xiao Qianqian wrapped his arms around Bo Jinxiu's neck. Even though the two were so close, Bo Jinxiu felt that there was a Milky Way between him and the girl.

"Well, go to sleep."

Bo Jinxiu's tone was very low, almost drowned by the sound of the pattering rain.

Xiao Qianqian nodded, and slowly closed his eyes.

In the end, the pair of hands hooked around the man's neck hang down feebly.

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