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Chapter 672 Xi Yan's Dad (5)

I remember that when I just returned to the entertainment industry, someone used the topic of "summer dad" to smear Xiyan.

Various words such as "wild child" and "scumbag" were forcibly added to Xiyan.

It's just that Xiyan gradually gained everyone's recognition through her acting skills.

This "black material" was gradually forgotten by people.

But now, being suddenly brought up for discussion again, it's inevitable that I feel a little...

No, she's not a wild child.

My father is Mr. Ling.

Not far away, Qiao Qianmo held Father Qiao's hand and greeted the people around with a bright smile.

I have been fighting with Qiao Qianmo for so long.

Xiyan thinks that she is no worse than Qiao Qianmo in every aspect.

Only the biological father...

Watching Qiao's father and Qiao Qianmo bowing their heads and talking about something, they always reminded their daughter to be careful.

It's completely cared for.

Ou Jue hugged Xi Yan's shoulders, blocking her sight, "Let's go, we're entering the venue."

"Yeah." Xi Yan tried her best to smile.

Seeing the little girl's forced smile, Oujue's Adam's apple rolled.

Everyone who enters to participate in the public benefit party needs to go to the front desk to register the things they bring, and then a unified auction will be held later.

After Xiyan registered, she got a seat card.

It's just that she didn't expect to be next to Qiao Qianmo!

Ah Xiba, the more you don't want to see someone, the more God will arrange for you to see someone.

Xiyan complained silently from her heart.

When they walked over, Qiao's father and Qiao Qianmo were talking about something, and the father and daughter seemed to have a very deep relationship.

As if sensing something, Father Qiao raised his head, met those deep eyes, and said, "Young Lord, what a coincidence."

Ou Jue nodded, and said calmly, "Uncle Qiao."

Joe's father is distantly related to the Ou family.

Even if you don't want to see Qiao Qianmo anymore, basic etiquette is still required, let alone in this kind of public place.

It's just that although Ou Jue called the other party "Uncle Qiao", his aura was far superior to this middle-aged man.

When Qiao Qianmo raised her head, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes when she saw Ou Jue.

But after seeing Xiyan beside Oujue, the expression of surprise faded a bit.

Father Qiao said with a smile, "Come on, sit down."

Then, he pointed to the empty chair on Qiao Qianmo's left.

"What are you still doing?" Ou Jue pinched Xiyan's cheek, "Why don't you sit in?"

It means let Xiyan sit inside and he sit outside.

Xiyan sat in without hesitation.

With her in the middle, Qiao Qianmo clenched her hand into a fist.

The party has not officially started yet.

Wearing a heavy dress, I feel uncomfortable no matter how I adjust a comfortable sitting posture.

Oujue squinted at her, "Do you have lice?"

Blame me?
Xiyan pouted, "This chair doesn't have a support either, so it's not comfortable to sit on. It's a bad review."

"I'm not sitting here for display."

"what?"

"You're so stupid." As Ou Jue said, he pulled Xiyan over and let the little girl lean on his shoulder.

"Cough." Xiyan coughed lightly, "This is not good."

Talking about wanting to sit up.

Unexpectedly, Ou Jue pushed her back again, "What's wrong? My shoulder is for you to rely on, who dares to have an opinion?"

The iconic Oujue tone is arrogant and arrogant.

Because the matter of finding someone to impersonate Mr. Ling a few days ago is now on the cusp.

(End of this chapter)