"Moreover, from the day she arrived at the official residence, she fell in love with Ji openly and secretly."

Speaking of this, Mu Jingxi smiled with self mockery, "at first, I thought she was a bad woman and bullied Ji Qingxin with her own identity. Now it seems that I was wrong, very wrong. "

It's very interesting for Zhou Junyi to see her son look so upset.

She pondered for a moment and asked tentatively, "is there anything I don't know?"

"Mother, Ji's favorite child is not mine." Mu Jingxi raised her eyes. The color of her eyes was firm. She was calm with a touch of preciseness.

Zhou Junyi was not too surprised. To tell the truth, she didn't like or hate Ji Qingxin.

She has always been careful to please. Zhou Junyi sees it in her eyes. Even if she becomes a family, she lives in the west wing and won't shake in front of her every day.

Later, after seeing Joanne, there was no harm without comparison.

Frankly, she does like Joanne better.

At first glance, she is an extremely smart girl. Her temperament is easier for Zhou Junyi to like.

"When did you find it?"

"Some time ago." Mu Jingxi confessed, "when she fell and was sent to the hospital, I asked the doctor to perform amniocentesis when she was unconscious. Facts have proved that the child in her belly has nothing to do with me. "

Knowing this, Ji Qingxin threatened to get married and asked him to stay with her for several times.

Mu Jingxi has had enough.

"Very good." Zhou Junyi smiled and nodded, "what's the matter with Joan? What does she have to do with the mistake you made three years ago? "

"At first, I doubted. I suspect Joan is the girl I hurt three years ago, but there is no evidence. "

Joan didn't have any immigration records, which dispelled his suspicion.

The emergence of small glutinous rice is a ray of hope for him.

"Now there's evidence?"

I don't know what Mu Jingxi thought. He smiled low and deep. The coldness between his eyes and eyebrows faded, leaving only tenderness, "mother, I have to congratulate you first."

Zhou Junyi raised her eyebrows, "what do you mean?"

"Little glutinous rice is your granddaughter, dear."

A word, like thunder, exploded in Zhou Junyi's mind.

The cup in hand, the tea in the cup, shook slightly, shaking circles and circles of ripples.

"You mean, little glutinous rice is your daughter?"

Mu Jingxi nodded with a smile.

"Really?"

"Really, I've done a paternity test. Xiaonuomi is the daughter of Joan and me."

Zhou Junyi put down the teacup and held her forehead with one hand. She lowered her head and couldn't see the look on her face at the moment. She raised her hand and pointed falsely in the air, "go and call your father."

"OK."

West Wing.

After washing the white glutinous rice, the white skin was steaming with hot air.

Put on her pajamas, she climbed to the bed ~ and let the servant blow dry her hair.

After blowing her hair, she askew her cerebellar bag and asked the servant, "aunt, when will uncle come back?"

"San Shao should be back soon. Why don't we wait?"

"All right."

After waiting for a while, the little glutinous rice couldn't sit still and stretched out his little claw: "aunt, can you lend your cell phone to the little glutinous rice?"

"Of course." The servant smiled and handed his cell phone to xiaonuomi.

Little glutinous rice bowed his head and pressed Lu Yin's number with his fleshy fingers.

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