The National Director is Mr. Perfect

But it has attracted the attention of Jun Ci and Bai Duyuan.

Bai Duyuan had never seen it before, and this Sura showed such a strong emotion.

When the murderous aura was permeated, he was extremely disgusted.

Bai Duyuan was a little worried, her finger touched Sula's arm: "Sula, are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

The personality of Sura calmed down quickly. She was holding Junci's phone and looking at the old foreign man in the photo, her eyes flashed: "Do you know more news?"

Jun Ci nodded: "Of course I know. According to the information that was found, he is in Detroit, the United States. The place is very messy. He is a member of a small gang. In Detroit about ten years ago, there was an... Asian. His wife should be a Chinese."

Speaking of this, Junci paused, because the picture of the woman looked very similar to the current Sula.

But she is not beautiful, but there is a kind of amorous feelings. The eyebrows and the corners of the eyes and the statue of Sura are completely incomparable with Sura. She can only be regarded as an ordinary Asian woman.

Sura looks so beautiful, either because of a genetic mutation or Sura's biological father.

Su La didn't conceal it when she heard the words. She flicked the tips of her hair, twisted her fingers, and smiled enthusiastically: "She is still alive, it's really fateful."

The coolness of this sentence was too obvious, which made Bai Duyuan a little confused.

She didn't understand what deal Sura had reached with Junci, but it seemed that this Sura should have asked Junci senior to check some news, but when they talked, Bai Duyuan just drank water and didn't dare to interrupt.

Junci knows that some outsiders are not telling much about some news, so he stretched out his hand and took back his mobile phone, saying: "I will post more things to your mobile phone, and I will give you his address together. What do I want to do? up to you."

Sura nodded and said, "Thank you, you helped me a lot."

"Then in return." Jun Ci laughed suddenly: "Why don't you tell me your story?"

She is seldom interested in other people's affairs, but she rarely meets a person with a dual personality, and she becomes a friend, so she pays attention.

She just asked casually, and if Sula didn't say it, she wouldn't force it.

Bai Duyuan next to him heard Junci asking what she had always wanted to ask, her eyes widened and her ears pricked and listened carefully.

Sura gave a faint smile, blooming with a beautiful face, nodded and smiled: "It doesn't matter if I tell you, you know, my current parents are not my biological parents."

Jun Ci nodded, she did know.

Bai Duyuan was shocked: "I...I don't know!"

Sura: "Don't talk, it's enough to hear about me."

Baiduyuan: "..."

Humph, wronged!

"My biological mother is what you said. If there is no accident, the current Chinese wife of this foreign man should be her, but I don't know who my biological father is, and she never told me. "

Speaking of the previous stories, Sura seems to be thinking of some interesting stories. She is indifferent, and although it has a nature, she seems to be telling other people’s stories: "Do you believe that there are women in this world who are afraid of their daughters? She is Since I was a child, she was afraid of me, probably because of my personality, inherited from my father? Although I don’t know who my father is, I vaguely remember that she was looking at me and saying, “You just told your murderer father Same', so my father is probably a murderer?"

As soon as this sentence was spoken, the atmosphere was a little tense.