The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Li Fanxing was pale and smiled: "Mr. Song really laughed ... Where is the Li family comparable to the Song family, but what is it ... your daughter?"

Mr. Song straightened up and said with a loud voice: "An Xia Xia is my daughter who has been separated for many years. I will pick her up."

A group of reporters in the room, someone recognized him sharply, exclaimed: "Oh, it is the boss of Diguang Bank! Song Ye! Call him Mr. Song in the business!"

The crowd pressed their faces together, and then looked at Anxiaxia with hot eyes!

Oh my god, according to Mr. Song, An Xia Xia is his daughter, isn't it true Bai Fumei?

An Xia Xia was not as happy as they expected, and her small face was sickly white, and her face was clear: "What are you doing?"

She really doesn't like Mr. Song at all!

From the moment he defended Song Qingwan and gave her a slap, her affection for him fell to 0!

Mr. Song looked at her quite awkwardly, his expression changed unpredictably, and finally turned into a long sigh.

He would like to say, Xia Xia, Dad is here to help you.

But ... the words came to my lips, somehow it became so ridiculous.

Inexplicable.

He owes Anxiaxia too much.

Li Fanxing covered his terrible face: "Congratulations to Mr. Song ... I, I'm leaving."

"Stop!" In the face of An Xia Xia Shi's counsel, Mr. Song was not strong in front of others: "Apologize to my daughter!"

Li Fanxing opened his mouth incredibly.

She was threatened by An Xia Xia to slap herself, and in the end would she still apologize to An Xia Xia?

How can there be such a truth!

In the past, she dared to bully An Xia Xia. It was because no one supported Xia Xia. Now Mr. Song went out in person. Although she was reluctant, she could only whisper to An Xia Xia for the Li family Bow: "Sorry."

Mr. Song snorted before giving up.

Li Fanxing lost such a big man and couldn't stay any longer. He hurriedly left the ward.

The other gossip was enough, and they all went out together, leaving only An Xiaxia and Mr. Song in the ward.

"Xia Xia ... Are you okay ... Dad saw the video you recorded on the news, silly child ... How can you go to such a dangerous place!" Mr. Song tears old, and wanted to shake An Xia Xia's hand.

An Xia Xia took out the gun again, and Sely yelled: "Shut up! Don't insult the word 'father'. I have only one father. It is Anli, not you!"

Mr. Song did not have the fierce momentum seven years ago. He is old, his hair is much grayer, and he cannot be toughened before Anxiaxia.

"I know ... I'm not a qualified father, but Dad is willing to make up for you ... You go back to Song's family with me, and I'll take you to recognize the ancestors ..." Mr. Song begged hard.

Anxiaxia laughed satirically: "Where were you when I was abandoned when I was a kid? Where were you when I was bullied in an orphanage? Where were you when I was abused by the surname Zhou Zhou | Beast? I was Where are you when people are framed and bullied? You think you say make up, I have to thank you for leaving? Sorry, there are some things that are doomed to make up! "

Outside the door, Sheng Yize arrived late, and opened the door to see the scene in front of him, his black eyes narrowed like a beast.

He grabbed An Xia Xia's gun with a split hand, checked it, gritted his teeth and said, "Dare to load! What to do if you go out of fire! Don't die!"