"Niece, it's me, your uncle." Xiang KuanHuai's voice came over without any emotional ups and downs. It seemed that she was angry that she didn't take the initiative to contact.

For this relationship she hasn't admitted, Su Xiaoxiao seems a little indifferent, "what's up?" Don't treat him as an uncle at all.

"My uncle wants to know how you slept last night? Are you okay? Is there any wishful thinking? " He inquired with interest, as if determined that she would stay awake all night.

Su smiled indifferently, went to the sofa chair in front of the French window and sat down with a light hook on his lips. "Sleep well. Sleep until dawn. What do you want me to think?"

This calmness made Xiang KuanHuai smile, but he didn't think so. "Su Xiaoxiao, my uncle suggested that you take the prestigious hair for DNA identification, or you can take your own hair for DNA identification. Of course, the object of comparison must be the people of the Sheng family, because my uncle suspected that his reputation is not the blood of the Sheng family at all, you are. The past relationship must be clarified before it can be worthy of your mother. "

"Worry is really heavy. It's all on the other side of the ocean." Su smiled. She calmly told him, "don't worry, I won't do the appraisal. In addition, I want to remind you that this is Jiangcheng. " With that, she hung up her cell phone.

The lips smile deeper, but a touch of sadness flashed in the eyes.

Xiang KuanHuai was actively hung up. He frowned unhappily. Is she reminding him?

This is Jiangcheng. The implication is that this is a prestigious territory.

Su Xiaoxiao recalled the two photos Xiang KuanHuai showed himself.

Combined with her part-time experience in the photo studio, she can conclude that the two photos have no trace of PS.

The woman who is as like as two peas is her own mother.

But that man, at best, can prove that he has been with his mother.

Grandpa's deathbed confession came to mind.

After careful consideration, she decided not to delve further.

Just cherish the present happiness. Let the past pass.

Although she was close to the truth, although it would be difficult not to explore, she decided to try.

Be calm and calm.

In a villa in Dahan Longcheng.

On the sofa in the living room, Xiang KuanHuai holds his mobile phone, and the corners of his lips evoke a smile of victory.

Xiang Tianluo, sitting opposite, looked gloomy and unhappy.

Xiang KuanHuai's eyes finally fell on his son, "what's the matter?"

"Don't use her." Lifting his eyes, he said five words carefully. This is his wish.

Slightly stunned, Xiang KuanHuai didn't think so. He defended himself and said, "it's not called using, it's called helping her." He picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea. He said in a leisurely tone, "it's called helping her get back what belongs to her."

"She's married to a high reputation. She doesn't lack money." Xiang Tianluo's eyes are deep, "the reputation dotes on her."

Xiang KuanHuai tasted tea and stopped answering, as if he had made up his mind. "I expected that the girl would take the initiative to call me within three days."

"You can't fight the reputation." Xiang Tianluo kind reminder.

"As long as we get the evidence that he is not Sheng's blood, his reputation is a fart!" Xiang KuanHuai has a low voice and seems to have his own plan. "Sheng group is a family business. Before, more than half of the Ye family had many shareholders, and the Sheng family was supported by others."

"I'm just reminding you that he has a high reputation. He's a man who kills with a gun and doesn't even dare the police."

"I know, so I feel very challenging to fight him. For so many years, I'm only interested in his reputation."