I can hardly hide my alien identity

When Guan Xue saw Si Kang, she felt extremely uneasy.

Until the woman in his arms raised her head, three words popped up in her mind: Sang Xianrou.

She is Sang Xianrou.

It is exactly the same as the person in Qin Ming's treasured photo.

The years seem to have treated her very favorably, she is still as gentle and pleasant as the person in the photo, but she has added a touch of charm left by time.

Especially her pair of eyes, bright and bright, when looking over, as if seeing the Milky Way starlight.

Even the faint wrinkles at the end of her eyes are beautiful.

With just one glance, Guan Xue felt ashamed of herself, and even began to suspect that she was once complacent about taking back Qin Ming's heart.

Is it really taken back?
Facing such a beauty, can Qin Ming really forget her completely?

Guan Xue's face was pale, and she leaned against Qin Ming trembling.

But in the next second, Qin Ming's lips trembled, but his hands firmly peeled off Guan Xue from his arm.

Caring and love hurriedly took a step forward, helping her mother who almost collapsed to the ground.

She looked puzzled at her stepfather, who was far away from them, and her mother, who was terrified, "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't call me daddy." Qin Ming looked at Sang Xianrou in a panic, and stammered an explanation, "She, she is Guan Xue's daughter."

Concern and love were stunned, and stood there in disbelief.

She never thought she would be treated like this by her father.

Guan Xue broke down completely, threw off Guan Guan's beloved hand, screamed and scratched at Qin Ming, "Please tell me clearly, what do you mean don't call your father?"

"Do you have a conscience? She has called you Dad for more than ten years."

"How can you say such a thing?"

Guan Xue tore and scratched Qin Ming's face with bloodstains.

Qin Ming was shocked and angry, Guan Xue had always been gentle and docile in front of him, never knew that she still had the appearance of a shrew.

He didn't even think about how a woman who could raise her daughter alone in the market for several years could be a docile little white rabbit.

Guan Xue was also frightened by Sang Xianrou's sudden resurrection from death and lost her mind.

"Mom, don't be like this, don't be like this." Following the obstruction of caring and love, Guan Xue stopped her swearing.

She wept unceasingly, looked at Qin Ming sadly, wanted to get closer, but couldn't accept Qin Ming's attitude just now.

Just crying, the crying pear blossoms are raining, the crying is pitiful and cute.

That is, Guan Xue may have forgotten that she is now a 40-something-year-old mistress, and because of Qin Gao's impatience, she looks haggard.

This attitude, not only did not produce any pitiful effect, but made people feel that she was contrived.

Si Kang put his arms around Sang Xianrou and hurried away from them, and said in an indescribable way: "You don't think you are crying beautifully now, do you?"

"Don't hold your head up 45 degrees, the nose hair is exposed."

After finishing speaking, Si Kang quickly looked away, and glanced at the person in his arms one after another.

His eyes are dirty and need to be washed more.

Guan Xue's choked-up voice froze immediately, her expression was stiff, and she didn't know whether to shed or not to shed the tears on her eyelashes.

Qin Ming fixed his eyes on Sang Xianrou and Sikang's hands, "Xianrou, what is your relationship with him?"

Si Kang: "Boss Qin, didn't someone tell you not to care about the affairs of beauties?"

"Your wife is there, don't hurry to care about your wife."

Si Kang deliberately emphasized the tone of "your wife", and pouted at Guan Xue.

Qin Ming: "Go away, Xianrou is my wife."

Si Kang pulled Sang Xianrou away from Qin Ming's overstretched hand, turned cold, and warned seriously: "The Qing Dynasty is dead."

"Doesn't Qin always understand the marriage law? Tomorrow, I'll send some legal officers to explain it to you."

Qin Ming probably understood the wolfish ambition of the man in front of him. He was too lazy to argue with him, so he turned to Sang Xianrou and said, "Where have you been for so many years? Why didn't you come back?"

"Is it because of him? You don't want your daughter anymore?"

Listen carefully, Qin Ming's tone is full of resentment.

He still resents, dares to resent?Who gave him such a big face?

Si Kang: "The first time you saw Xianrou, did you only have these questions?"

"You don't care if she's been doing well these years, and has anything happened?"

"That's the way you feel about Xianrou, otherwise why wouldn't you treat her daughter well."

Si Kang wickedly took the opportunity to crazily put eye drops on Xianrou, "Oh, by the way, he also has a young son, who is only three years younger than Sangsang."

In other words, only a year or two after Xianrou's "death", Qin Ming gave birth to a son, Le, with another woman.

Mr. Qin was terrified, he hated Sikang to death.

A big man with such a broken mouth.

Qin Ming: "Xianrou, no... I'm afraid I won't be able to take good care of Sangsang, so I..."

Si Kang: "That's right, that's why I took care of her to the point of driving my daughter out of the house."

Qin Ming: "I'm sorry, I was wrong... I miss you so much."

Si Kang: "Yes, yes, return to your thoughts, return to your love, marry a wife and have children without any delay."

....
Qin Ming said one sentence, and Sikang would immediately give you the next sentence.

What's annoying is that he understands the yin and yang strangeness.

Qin Ming couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted loudly: "Can you shut up, let me have a few words with Xianrou alone."

"What are you again, this is a matter between the two of us, it's none of your business."

Sikang turned sideways quickly, blocking Qin Ming's saliva from being excited, and pulled Sang Xianrou into his arms a little more.

"I have a deep relationship with Xianrou, and we have a daughter in common..."

Si Kang's heart tightened, and Qin Ming did indeed hit his lung tube.

These words really made him extremely uncomfortable.

Love begets worry, love begets fear, love begets fear... The thought of Qin Ming ever being intimate with Xianrou makes him feel inferior and uncomfortable.

I can only use fierce rebuttals to cover up my fear.

He will always be that poor coward when it comes to dealing with Xianrou.

Sang Xianrou quietly looked up at Si Kang's tense jawline, then suddenly stood on tiptoe and pressed her face against his.

The fluffy hair rubbed against his cheeks, and there was a limp and itchy heart.

His flustered heart suddenly calmed down.

Qin Ming saw Sang Xianrou's actions, but couldn't accept them.

"Xianrou, how can you..."

Sang Xianrou looked over indifferently, and said slowly, "I don't remember."

"I'm sorry on behalf of Sikang, he was too excited."

"You are right, you have the right to choose the life you want to live."

Qin Ming was hit hard, he would like to see Xianrou beat and scold him, or resent and hate him.

I also don't want to see her expose everything so lightly.

Sang Xianrou thought for a while, and then explained: "For more than ten years, I have no memory of the past."

"It wasn't until this year that my memory began to come back. I have an impression of this city, and I was touched when I saw Sangsang...but seeing you..."

"Sorry, I don't have feelings for you."

Before today, Guan Xue had always been proud of her brilliant skills.

But it wasn't until today when she saw Sang Xianrou that she realized that some people can defeat someone with just a few words.