Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

Joanne's voice was choking.

A pair of beautiful eyes, stained with a layer of mist.

The flowing water mist will condense into tears and burst out of the embankment at any time.

"What are you talking about?!" Ji Zhicheng looked at Joan in shock.

Barren?

Joan smiled bitterly and lowered her head. "Ji Qingxin stole my father's love and my position. Now do you want me to give up the person I like? On what? On what? I am your own daughter! "

Speaking of the last sentence, she almost gnashed her teeth with hatred.

Biological daughter.

Ji Zhicheng was shocked on the spot by this sentence. Speaking, Ji Qingxin has nothing to do with him.

That's the seed of Chen Min and Dong Yu. There is a shadow of Dong Yu between his eyebrows and eyes. Only Ji Shian is his son.

But... Joan is his own daughter.

She was so beautiful that she was so beautiful that she was soul stirring. This was his daughter. He was very proud of her.

"Joan, do you want to..."

"That's right." Joan nodded, "I know Ji Qingxin is pregnant with Jingxi's child. She can have a baby. I'll take it as my own and raise it as my own child. After all, it's Jingxi's own flesh and blood. I won't abuse children. "

"Let me see."

Ji Zhicheng looked complicated. "Let me think about it."

"OK." Joan calmed down. "I just want you to know that we have the same blood. We are the only ones with one heart. We are the only ones with one heart, and we are the only ones with one heart. "

This sentence undoubtedly reminds Ji Zhicheng.

Ji Qingxin is not his own. Even if she really becomes the third young lady of Mu family, she may not help Ji family.

Unlike Joan, she needs the Ji family, especially the Ji family's people.

"OK, I'll give you an answer as soon as possible."

Joanne handed him his black card. "I don't want your money. I want fair treatment."

Ji Zhicheng bowed his head with guilt, "wronged you, child."

His back disappeared into sight.

Joanne leaned back in her chair and said in her heart: Mom, I hope you don't get angry because you made you up so badly.

He took a glass of water and took two drinks. Mu Jingxi sat down opposite her. "Is it over?"

"As you can see, it's over."

"In a good mood?" Mu Jingxi's lips were slightly hooked and smiled at her rarely.

Joan rubbed her delicate chin with one hand. If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. What trick does Mu Jingxi want to play?

"Your eye sees me in a good mood?"

"Two."

"Bang." Joanne rolled her eyes. "Don't be deceived by the appearance. Some people smile. In fact, she's not happy."

"You?"

Joanne: "

I can't talk about this topic!

At the gate of the cafe, Ji Zhicheng left in a hurry.

He bumped into a man head-on. At the moment of their collision, he staggered back a few steps and accidentally hit the glass.

"Mr. Ji?" The guard looked at him in surprise, then immediately came forward, held him steady, touched his head with one hand, "is Mr. Ji okay? Did you hit your head? "

Ji Zhicheng's head hurt a little. After all, he hit it unprepared. It was really heavy.

However, with something in his heart, he waved his hand, "it's all right. I'll go first."

"Mr. Ji, go slowly."

After a while, Mu Jingxi and Joan came out of the cafe. The guard smiled, "three little, Miss Qiao."

Joanne looked suspicious. "What's so happy?"

"Yes?" The guard immediately looked serious and his smile disappeared without a trace.