Chapter 44

Who is the real protagonist of tonight's party? Of course, Miss Zhu.

Bai Ziyan was too busy to watch the excitement. After shouting this, he hid his merit and reputation in the crowd.

Lin Qing said with a smile, "of course, the protagonist tonight is my daughter."

"Everyone must know that a very dramatic scene happened in my family. The two children were born with the wrong hug, which led to the child growing up outside. I owe her too much. It's not easy to find her. After a short month together, I know how much the child has suffered before."

"It's said that I don't like the child and treat her badly. It's a pity to see that she is my own flesh and blood born in October. If it weren't for fate, she should be the baby I hold in the palm of my hand."

Lin Qing speaks with a sad and frightened look. It's really sad for the listener and tears for the listener. Especially those with children sympathize and understand Lin Qing.

Therefore, some people look at Zhu Wentao with different eyes. At this time, they are cheating on Xiao San. They are not human at all. Bah

Zhu Wentao went up and gently hugged Lin Qing and wiped her tears. "Just let the child come back. We still have a lifetime to make up for her. In the future, she will be our little princess."

"What about the fake daughter? Her existence is unfair to the real daughter. If you really want to make up for the real daughter, you should deal with the fake daughter." Li Jiaojiao shouted behind the crowd.

In front of so many guests, she wanted to see Lin Qing's answer.

Bai Ziyan took Jiang Jinchen's shoulder and was as lazy as a bone. When he heard the speech, he swept his eyes to the speaker, smashed his mouth and said with a smile: "before the protagonist came on stage, the play began to sing. It's wonderful. It's really wonderful."

Jiang Jinchen brushed away his hand with an expressionless face again, and his eyes swept to the second floor, with hidden worry.

Zhu Xiangxiang stood at the corner of the second floor, listening to the voice downstairs, his face was very white.

They were discussing what to do with her, as if she were a commodity that could be traded at will.

Once the first lady's style disappeared. Now she is a fake with unknown origin, that is, the original sin.

She looked at the girl around her. Her appearance tonight will completely knock her out of the clouds.

For what?

She is also a victim. It is not her fault. Over the past 16 years, she has been filial to her elders, worked hard to improve herself, surpassed many celebrities, and gave the Zhu family many faces to Lin Qingchang. Now a DNA identification result will erase all her past efforts. Is blood really so important?

Lin Qing didn't like Mingjing, but he still gave her a reception banquet. The day of her 16th birthday was not so grand. No matter what he said, it's better to take action.

All lying to her.

Zhu Xiangxiang suddenly felt that she was really sad. She had nothing. Now even the last trace of warmth has been lost.

If she

At this time, the mirror suddenly looked at her. The faint eyes seemed to penetrate her soul. All the pickled ugliness was exposed to the sun.

I wish Xiang Xiang was stiff in place and his back was cold.

The mirror has turned its head as if nothing had happened, drooping its eyes and turning the Buddha beads.

She never left the Buddha bead, and her heart sank into the abyss in the process.

"Xiangxiang is a good child, and she is also a victim. In the past 16 years, we have had deep feelings for each other. If we let her leave home, where can she go? It's not fair to Xiangxiang. Fortunately, the two children get along very well, and one more sister is a blessing for each other."

Lin Qing's gentle voice overshadowed the soothing light music and fell to everyone's ears.

Li Jiaojiao asked, "these are all your self righteous thoughts. Have you ever asked the thoughts of a real daughter's family? Inexplicably, there are more sisters who are not related by blood. This sister has occupied her glory and wealth for 16 years, and she has suffered for 16 years instead of her. Good sister? Saints can't do it. I wish your wife don't whitewash peace here, ha ha."

Although the words are a little mean, it makes sense to think about it carefully.

Lin Qing looked at the crowd and couldn't find anyone to talk to. "Things have happened. It's meaningless to investigate the past. What we should focus on now is the present and the future. Although there is some injustice to the fate of the two children, the mistake has happened. What we should do is try our best to make up for it, not to blame Xiangxiang."

Everyone thought that it would be better for him than Lin Qing.

One gives birth to grace and the other raises grace. The palm and back of the hand are all meat.

Without waiting for the other party to speak again, Lin Qing said first: "after talking so much, our protagonist tonight will officially appear. My daughter, I wish the little princess of the family, bright mirror."

In the middle of the hall is a ladder leading to the second floor. The ladder is covered with a red carpet, and a beam of light hits the end of the stairs.

At the moment, everyone's eyes are looking forward to looking at the direction of the light. You can imagine what kind of attention the upcoming person is.

Bai Ziyan rubbed his hands excitedly: "it's on the stage. I've been laying the groundwork for so long. I'd like to see where the real daughter is sacred."

Sun Qingqing whispered, "Zhu's family still attaches great importance to her. It's such a big battle."

Li Jiaojiao disdained: "I wish my family can do face Kung Fu best. Look at Lin Qing, my husband is playing face with a junior. Can he be an ordinary person?"

"Coming, coming."

Two figures, one tall and one short, appeared at the end of the stairs and came to the light.

The short man was an old man in his 60s and 70s. He had short silver hair and wore a navy blue printing suit. He wore a huge pearl necklace and Pearl Earrings around his neck. The whole person was pearly and precious. The old man's face was like a silver plate. Although the wrinkles were stacked, he could be kind-hearted and looked very loving.

In the old man's arms was a white and soft pancreas, which formed a strong contrast with the color of the navy blue clothes, highlighting the clean and white like snow lotus.

The people stared and saw that the stairs paved with several layers of red carpet were like a cloud. Above the cloud, a beautiful shadow floated at the end of the light.

She looked so quietly, with proud and compassionate eyebrows. Suddenly, as if she saw a God, everyone had an impulse to prostrate and kneel.

The audience was silent.

Bai Ziyan turned his head and found that everyone looked straight.

Gao Chang's saliva is about to flow out. Jiang Jinchen can restrain it, but the excitement in his eyes can't deceive people.

"Tut Tut, this is the wild girl from the countryside? I'm really open my eyes."