The Lord’s Little Cutie Is the Old Ancestor

Although everyone left, Qin Baozhu and Bian Zhenqiang were the only ones left in the small box.

Qin Baozhu stood there, a little at a loss. At this moment, she was more nervous than she had seen Bian Zhenqiang for the first time.

Bian Zhenqiang didn't speak, and just looked at Qin Baozhu quietly.

He looked very carefully, as if he wanted to look at every detail on the girl's face seriously.

Tears, always swirling in his eyes.

Finally, Qin Baozhu spoke first. She pointed to the position of the sofa and said to Bian Zhenqiang, "Mr. General Manager, or let's sit down and talk."

This Mr. President awakened Bian Zhenqiang, and he nodded quickly, "Okay, sit down!"

Qin Baozhu and Bian Zhen Qiangqian gave in, waiting for each other to sit first.

Finally, after Bian Zhenqiang sat down first with a helpless and petting look, Qin Baozhu could sit down.

"Mr. President, you drink water." Qin Baozhu picked up an unopened bottle of juice on the coffee table, unscrewed the lid, and handed it to Bian Zhenqiang.

Bian Zhenqiang took the bottle in a hurry, and drank it with a little excitement.

Although it was just a bottle of juice, it was the juice from his biological daughter who unscrewed the lid for him personally.

This kind of feeling, Bian Zhenqiang, can't be said, but it is a joy from the heart.

He misidentified Quan Man for more than half a month, and Quan Man hadn't even poured him a glass of water.

Of course, he never cared. He is full of guilt for his own daughter, and he has been thinking of trying to make up for the Quan Man who was mistaken for his daughter.

He only wants to be nice to Quan Man, so how can he care what Quan Man has done for him?

"Orb..."

"Mr. President..."

After a while of silence, Qin Baozhu and Bian Zhenqiang spoke together.

Bian Zhenqiang said quickly, "You speak first."

Qin Baozhu didn't give in this time. She nodded and said, "I...I'm not really your daughter, am I?"

Bian Zhenqiang did not expect that Qin Baozhu took the initiative to ask this question, "Really, you are my daughter. This is obviously a game set by Chenxi, since it is her game, Lin Xiao will definitely do it too. I know. Both of them are very strict people. If the relationship between you and me is not confirmed, Chen Xi would never do this."

Qin Baozhu nodded, "That's true, Chen Xi never does anything indiscriminately, she is so powerful."

Bian Zhenqiang looked at his daughter's expressive admiration for Yan Chenxi, and couldn't help but envy Yan Chenxi, and then continued, "Also, you just heard what Dong Qing, that is, your uncle, you also heard. He. Yu Quanman also made sure that you are my biological daughter, and that's why he started to think of you badly. Through these two things, I can be sure that you are my biological daughter."

Qin Baozhu sighed and said somewhat like to herself, "Why? How could I suddenly become Mr. President's daughter? It's strange..."

"I also feel weird." At this point, Bian Zhenqiang's eyes sank, "Baozhu, tell me, what kind of living environment did you grow up in?"

"Huh?" Qin Baozhu blinked blankly, "I grew up in Qin Village, Jiangcheng, Qin Village is in the outskirts of Jiangcheng, where I grew up."

"Qin Village..." Bian Zhenqiang repeated softly, but he had already taken out his mobile phone and searched for information about Qin Village.