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Chapter 773 The Marriage After Four Years (2)

Zhao Yang hugged Yaya into his arms, rubbed her hair gently, and whispered in her ear: "Yaya is good, don't be afraid." Then he looked up at Wen Qiyang, without showing any weakness: "She called me Papa, didn't you hear that?"

dad! ?
Hehe, his Wen Qiyang's wife ran away with this man, and now even his daughter has 'recognized a thief as a father'.

Is that what Qu Qingge told his daughter?

If you see yourself, you have to hide away and ignore him. Instead, you can call another man in front of him, 'Dad? 'Then what is he, Wen Qiyang?
If Qu Qingge was here now, he would definitely put that little woman on his shoulders and teach her a lesson in the nearby car.

Open her brain and see what's inside!
However, Wen Qiyang could only think this way, he could only vent all his suppressed anger on Zhao Yang.

Thinking of this, Wen Qiyang stared straight at Yaya, as if holding a hook, wishing to hook this little thing off Zhao Yang's body.

After a long time, he snorted coldly, and said coldly, "Zhao Yang, how dare you let my daughter call you father?!"

The sharpness in Zhao Yang's eyes disappeared in a flash, and a hint of sarcasm slowly emerged under the deep astonishment. He heheed twice, as if he had heard some joke, and opened his lips: "Your daughter? You can write about her. Did you know her birthday? Did you hear her cry? Did you teach her to talk and walk?"

"Mr. Wen, I always thought that your daughter should be the seed in Qu Tiantian's belly!"

Wen Qiyang was silenced by his few questions, and the anger that was beating in his heart was slightly bitter, but he was too lazy to explain so much to Zhao Yang.

He chuckled lightly, with the same arrogant and disdainful attitude, put his hands lazily in his pockets, and stared at Ya Ya: "The matter of Qu Tiantian has nothing to do with you, you just need to know now, Yaya is my daughter, and Qu Qingge is my wife. You took them away from me secretly. I will settle the account with you later. I am here this time to marry Qingge and Yaya. Go back!"

The faint smile on Zhao Yang's face disappeared in an instant, but the aura was still so calm. After a while, he shook his head secretly and asked, "Your wife? Your daughter? Ha! I think Soon it won't be!"

"What do you mean?" Wen Qiyang narrowed his eyes slightly, cold and dangerous.

Zhao Yang smiled slightly, put Ya Ya on the ground, rubbed her head, and said, "Ya Ya, go and sit in the car first, Dad has something to say to this uncle, and he will be here in a while."

Yaya nodded obediently, and trotted into the car in front of her. Zhao Yang looked away after seeing Yaya hang up the car door.

Wen Qiyang was close at Chichi, and he seemed to be able to clearly feel the pent-up anger. Zhao Yang was not undeterred, but raised his head high, with a serious and serious expression: "It means that Ya Ya's surname is not Wen, and she never She is all my daughter, as for Qingge..." Zhao Yang deliberately paused, seeing Wen Qiyang's face turned pale, and then continued lightly, as if stating a fact: "As early as four years ago , she has already divorced you, and now, she will soon become my Zhao Yang's wife."

(End of this chapter)