Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Ye Qingcheng seemed to fall into the fog.

She can't tell who is who

Bai Jingli was only 2 meters away from her. She came slowly and stared at Ye Qingcheng. The corners of her lips pulled up slightly, "why don't you ask me about your mother?"

Her eyes, like a poisonous snake, tightly wrapped around Ye Qingcheng standing in front of her.

She is as like as two peas in 9.

But Bai Jingmo's child

Aren't you dead?

But why is she standing here now?

Did you... Grow up next to Brian?

But then Bai Jingli's heart eased slightly. It's impossible. If she grew up next to Brian, she would never be here

Because for many years, although she has been imprisoned here for more than 20 years, she always knows that the deep hatred between Brian and the Oriental master is all because of a woman.

It's all because of her mother.

"My mother..." Ye Qingcheng said with difficulty, "why is she here? Is she really... My mother?!"

"No, she is a bitch, the person I hate most in my life," Bai Jingli smiled gracefully, but pressed step by step, completely like a circling poisonous snake, step by step to Ye Qingcheng's side, "she is..."

The cold and haggard hand raised Ye Qingcheng's chin fiercely, and his eyes were like poison, "it's my rival in love... The person I hate most, between me and her... There's a human life, my beloved life..."

"...." Ye Qingcheng's eyes shrunk, but Bai Jingli's killing intention was obvious.

Without enough time for ye Qingcheng's reaction, Bai Jingli's hand suddenly slipped down and grabbed Ye Qingcheng's neck.

"How, do you enjoy your life in the Oriental family?" Bai Jingli's hand pinched Ye Qingcheng's neck, and she couldn't resist Ye Qingcheng. "Will Charles go to you in the dead of night?"

"..." Ye Qingcheng's mind seemed to flash with white light!

"You look so similar to bitch, you are her daughter, you are so similar, face, temperament..." Bai Jingli's eyes swept Ye Qingcheng. "Master Dongfang raised you to 21... No less - you?!"

"..." Ye Qingcheng was shocked when he heard this!

"Having your own daughter... Must be a different feeling?" Bai Jingli's hand tightened slightly, but ye Qingcheng's eyes looked at her blankly.

“……”

“……”

"You say... I'm his daughter?" Ye Qingcheng held his tongue for a long time, but his voice became broken.

Bai Jingli's hand is very tight. Ye Qingcheng's face has slowly become ruddy, like some congestion

"Isn't it?!" Bai Jingli smiled, staring at Ye Qingcheng's eyes and her lips, "look, my dear... What's your name?"

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