Rebirth: The Adopted Daughter

Ye Qingxia is wearing a semi dry Black Knee Length Dress and a high-grade handmade black suit. Her hands are cold because she hasn't had time to take a bath and blow clothes for a long time. When crossing the water wall, Han Sicheng inadvertently touched her cold hand, so he immediately wrapped her hand in his palm. Ye Qingxia didn't expect that he would take her hand and walk all the way to the main table in full view of the public. Ye Qingxia bowed her head, blushed and beat hard. Seeing that she couldn't get rid of her hand, she had to give up and silently bear the hot and exploratory eyes of the people. What did Lin Zhiman say just now? Ye Qingxia looked blankly at Lin Zhiman. Fell on the bottom of Lin Zhiman's eyes, but became a calm provocation. Lin Zhiman looked at Han Sicheng, holding Ye Qingxia's hand, and was mad! Mingming, Han Sicheng was her just now! Han Sicheng looked at Ye Qingxia's eyes with spring tenderness, which hurt Lin Zhiman's eyes. He blinked and turned to look at Lin Zhiman, but his eyes were cold at the top of the snow mountain“ Are you sure? Is that a composite? " Han Sicheng's narrow eyes looked at Lin Zhiman for a moment, and his thin lips asked. Lin Zhiman didn't dare to answer for a moment. She was restrained by the momentum of Han Sicheng“ yes! This is absolutely synthetic! " Lin Yuanming insisted. Ye Qingxia stood next to Han Sicheng with her head down. She was just thinking: when is he going to let go! Are you going to hold her hand all the time? However, Han Sicheng's palm is very warm and comfortable. Ye Qingxia thinks it's really good if so many people don't look at it. Zhu Wenxu sat on the main table and saw Han Sicheng standing not far away holding Ye Qingxia's hand. His face was very dark, and he said in his heart: ye Qingxia is his. Han Sicheng dared to hold her hand“ Good! " Han Sicheng leaned slightly, pointed to the guests and said calmly, "Mr. Tang is a master photographer. We can ask him to identify whether this photo has been modified."“ It's my honor to identify Han Shao! " A middle-aged man in a jacket stood up from a table and bowed slightly to North Korea and South Korea“ No! " Lin Zhiman knows that the photo is true. How can Mr. Tang identify it? She must stop it“ It's not fair! "“ It's not fair! " Han Sicheng's cold eyes fell on Lin Zhiman's face. Lin Zhiman felt that her neck was cool. She felt a cold knife on her neck. The next moment she felt her head was different. She couldn't help shaking all over. Han Sicheng took a deep breath, vomited his turbid breath and said, "then let's do it! Let's ask Mr. Tang to explain how to judge whether the photos have been modified. Then everyone will have one, and everyone will have a look. Is it true or false? " She thinks Han Sicheng is so cruel. If she agrees, her dirty eye photos will spread in this upper class circle. If she disagrees, she is tantamount to admitting that the picture is true“ Me! " Lin Zhiman clenched her fist, and her strength seemed to be evacuated. She couldn't say a word anymore and fell into the chair. There was silence in the hall. Everyone stared at Lin Zhiman. Seeing her decadent appearance, most of them understood that the originator of today's farce was bound up in a cocoon. Yedong kicked Lin Renjie down in anger and said, "you helped her cheat me! Get out, get out! " Lin Renjie held yedongyi's thigh and whispered, "don't expose your family's ugliness!" This novel has been translated by www.readwn.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.