An Jing walked in with a smile, held Mu Qianling's hand, and said in a gentle tone, "Qianling, it's great to see you again."
Mu Qianling, who was being held, pulled away his hand without leaving a trace, with an indifferent expression, "I think I'm not dead.
Miss An should be very sorry."
An Jing's expression was a little stiff.
He looked at Li Zheyan with a forced smile and said with a guilty conscience, "I'll take the child to the classroom first."
He even emphasized the word "child" very hard.
Mu Qianling smiled lightly, looking indifferent.
I lost my heart, how could Wu Xin’s chest still hurt?
She looked at Principal Wang at the door and narrowed her eyes, "So, because the Li family has a great business, I asked my daughter to drop out of school and give her degree to their family, right?"
Principal Wang, who was standing at the door, looked embarrassed and hesitated, "Miss Mu, it's not that you want to give up the degree, but that you don't have enough degrees, so you can only withdraw one."
Mu Qianling crossed his arms across his chest, with a hint of joking in his eyes, and smiled harmlessly.
"Principal Wang, what you said is so confusing that it made me dizzy.
It's been a week since school started, and suddenly a transfer student came in and asked my daughter to drop out of school.
It seems inconsistent with what you just said."
"This or that."
Principal Wang looked at An Jing helplessly.
Seeing An Jing's warning eyes, he was frightened and turned to look at Li Zheyan, who had a strong aura, and lowered his head in embarrassment.
Everyone said that Mr.
Yuncheng was very kind to Miss An, but seeing this Miss Mu appearing out of thin air, it seemed that was not the case.
Poor Principal Wang said he felt dizzy Li Zheyan, who was standing aside, was immersed in the joy of finding Mu Qianling alone.
He watched Mu Qianling's every move with burning eyes.
His blood boiled all over.
He wished he could ravage her on the spot and pack her whole body into his heart.
There is no extra thought to listen to their conversation.
Faintly, he heard the word "daughter" and woke him up instantly. daughter Li Zheyan exuded a dangerous aura, stretched out his hands to pinch Mu Qianling's neck, and threw him against the wall, "Tell me, that is my daughter."
Mu Qianling's neck was strangled, but his expression remained calm, "Third Master, are you sure it's appropriate to identify your daughter in front of your son and wife?"
Damn it, she actually forgot about the existence of this squatting Buddha.
Ah, what should I do if she wants to run away?
Li Zheyan had a sinister look on his face and gritted his teeth, "My only wife is you.
Say, that child is my daughter."
"Hey, uncle, please let go of my mommy."
A young, crisp and strong voice sounded at the top of the stairs, and everyone turned to look.
I saw a beautiful little girl about seven years old, with a bun and a pair of big black grape-like eyes.
She was dressed in jeans and wearing a pair of white sneakers.
She put her hands in her trouser pockets and leaned against the wall.
Full of international style.
"What are you looking at?
I'm talking about you.
Are you embarrassed to do something to a woman?"
Everyone gasped.
Oh, this demeanor, face, and movements She looks like a shrunken female version of Mr.
Li Sanye Li Zheyan put one hand in his trouser pocket and squinted his eyes, "How old are you?"
The little girl spread her hands and said, "Uncle, I admit that you are handsome, but that doesn't mean you will always answer every question.
Let's first figure out why you hit my mommy."
"This child was born between me and a fugitive."
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Mu Qianling raised her hand to cover her eyes and said guiltily.
It had only been less than half a month since I returned to Yuncheng, and I was already so busy that it seemed like I couldn't live a happy life anymore.
Li Zheyan narrowed his eyes and looked at the little girl.
His anger instantly erupted like a volcano, "Mu Qianling, give me back my daughter."
An Jing, who was standing aside, fainted on the ground with a pale face.
"Miss An, Miss An" everyone gathered around.
Li Zheyan calmly glanced at An Jing who was lying on the ground, held Mu Qianling's hand in one hand, squatted next to An Jing, and pinched her.
Mu Qianling took advantage of the crowd and chaos, pulled away his hand, grabbed the little girl and rushed downstairs, "Baby, run quickly."
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