Fate made a big joke on him.

Sorrow, unbelievable, angry, shocked, all kinds of emotions lingered in his heart, almost making him unable to breathe.

This Fu Mengyao is not his and Mingzhu's daughter, so where did the baby he had been reading for so long?

He even thought of her name, so he called her Yinyin, but he didn't know where she was before he could even take a look...

What happened during the time he was in a coma?

He gave himself a slap in the face and wanted to jump off the roof of the company.

He thought so, and he was indeed prepared to do so, standing on the roof, smoking a whole box of cigarettes for more than an hour.

Finally, came down from the roof.

How could he have a quick understanding of life before he found where his daughter went?

What about my daughter, what about Mingzhu?

And that lunatic Meng Qingyue didn't know what else would happen.

Mingzhu’s depression has not yet healed, and she is still in a state of suicide at any time.

He could not tell her that Fu Mengyao was not her and his daughter, so that would only push her to death faster.

He searched for less than a month, and finally found the residence where Meng Qingyue was. He brought a knife to the door.

He thought about it, and when he found his daughter, he would kill her and let all this tragedy end.

He surrendered himself and prayed for Mingzhu's forgiveness.

When he arrived at Meng Qingyue's home, she had just bought a plane to fly abroad and planned to escape.

Speaking of this, Qiao Yong's whole person was plunged into darkness, and there was dead air between his eyebrows, and he couldn't help shaking, his eyes widened, and bloodshot was forced out.

The look in his eyes was pain.

Qiao Yanzhi clasped his hands tightly, frowned, looked at him anxiously, and asked him: "What happens after that? Have you found your biological daughter?"

Seeing his wife in such anxious state, Fu Jiang stretched out his hand and wrapped her shoulders: "Don't worry, he will say."

There was a long silence in the room...

Finally, I heard his slumped voice sounded again, painful and hoarse.

"Yinyin is dead..."

Qiao Yanzhi frowned, breathing deeply, the pain in her heart was unbearable.

Even if she thought of this possibility, she was mentally prepared, but when she was really sure, it still made her difficult to accept.

Tang Yaoyao only felt that the atmosphere was too depressing. He looked at the tears in Qiao Yong's eyes and the bloodshot eyes mixed together. When he dazzled, it seemed as if blood and tears were dripping, which made people feel pity.

In this world, the greatest pain is nothing more than giving away a white-haired person to a black-haired person. What's more, Yinyin is still a newly born baby. She hasn't seen this world before, so she left it.

It hurts and is unacceptable.

"How can you be sure that she is dead?"

"I saw Yinyin's... corpse, which looks very similar to Mingzhu, especially her mouth, which is not biological and cannot be copied."

After speaking, he shed a tear, took a deep breath for a long time, and then said: "After that, I did a paternity test with the cord blood left in the hospital. Yinyin is indeed my daughter."

Hearing this, everyone's hearts seemed to be grasped by invisible little hands, and it hurt.

At that time, Qiao Yong had been calculated, and he should be very careful. Moreover, the umbilical cord blood used showed that Yinyin was indeed dead...

Tang Yaoyao was breathing heavily, although she hadn't seen it, but at this moment, she was still heartache.

Yinyin, also her relative, is her only sister.

Ask for a monthly pass, babies~

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