Qiao Chengxun continued to guide her, "is that all?"

"What else can there be..." Wendy's voice became weaker and weaker.

what the hell!

She remembered her first acquaintance with Huo Jun. it was clear that they didn't know each other at all. Huo Jun asked her if she knew Wen Wanqing.

Wen Wanqing... Surnamed Wen.

Thinking of this, Wendy got up, sat across the man's waist and looked down at him, "who is Wen Wanqing, do you know?"

"Wen Zhenguo's sister has been dead for nearly 20 years."

"That's my mother..."

Wendy was stunned. Should the truth be so scary!

Qiao Chengxun said, "after the charity dinner that night, I asked someone to check your life experience. Wen Wanqing is indeed your mother, and your father should be Huo Jun."

"It's impossible. I don't look like Huo Jun at all, and I don't have a character. Moreover, he's only 40 years old. I'm almost 21 years old. How can he be my father? It's impossible." Wendy refused.

I don't know whether I'm rejecting it or I can't accept it for a while.

She had a rough fate since childhood. She had been a beggar, a thief and recognized others as her father. Those experiences could be made into a TV play. Now she suddenly made her own father.

Is it necessary?

Qiao Chengxun said: "Huo Jun made his debut at the age of 18 and became famous overnight. At the age of 19, it was revealed that his sister and brother were in love. At that time, the object of the scandal with him was Wen Wanqing."

"Sister and brother love..."

If it is sister brother love, then it makes sense in terms of age. Only in China 20 years ago, sister brother love was almost impossible to be accepted.

No wonder they wanted to break up at that time, which was also a pair of bitter mandarin ducks.

"Ti'er, some things belong to you. Go and fight for them." Qiao Chengxun encouraged.

She needs a decent home, not only her husband, but also her father.

These family affection are what she lacks.

If Huo Jun can give her the feeling of home, he will be happy to let her return to her father.

After hearing his encouragement, Wendy was moved. On second thought, a small cluster of anger came out of control.

The little hand forcefully pinched the man's warm neck and itched his teeth.

"You know Huo Jun is my father, but you not only didn't tell me, but also pretended to be jealous and used it against me, making me play in the palm of your hand like an idiot. What's your intention, Qiao yanwang!"

"Who told you I wouldn't eat your father's vinegar?"

"You know I have nothing to do with him!"

Wendy glared at him and wanted to see him raped to death.

She only divorced him for less than two days. How could she find another man so soon? King Qiao knew everything, but he didn't say anything and had to pit her with her ignorance.

Ah ah!

Joe Yama, how can you be such a black bastard, but I fucking love you so deeply!!!

That's awesome!

"Ah..." Qiao Chengxun inadvertently gave out a magnetic laugh, like a cello, which accidentally caged the air with a layer of ambiguity.

Sleeping trough, King Qiao, your uncle!

Laughing like this, you want to fascinate your aunt!

Wendy, who was accidentally fascinated, almost wanted to collapse.

When King Qiao smiled, he was so charming, he wanted to rape him, he wanted to press him down hard, and then like an uncle, he enjoyed his moving groans

I'll wipe it. Just thinking about it makes her blood boil!

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