The God-defying Female Physician of Supernatural Rebirth

Chapter 37

Liu Zhongming, who was standing on Song Baigang's left, smiled complacently. This girl has really good acting skills, and she is too embarrassing to be an actress.

But Song Baigang's complexion was not so good-looking. Looking at Song Qianhua's performance just now, his mind, which had been stunned by money, seemed to have cleared up a lot.

No matter how good her acting skills are, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl would not be able to perform such a thorough performance of the true feelings in the world. This is clearly the expression of true feelings.

There is such a coincidence in the world?They were looking for Song Qianhua, and she happened to be called Song Qianhua, she was the same age, and she looked very similar to the former Li Jing, and she was separated from her parents when she was young. . . . . .

He still remembered that when he pushed the five-year-old Song Qianhua off the cliff with his own hands, the hatred in those black and white eyes of the five-year-old girl still makes him shudder when he thinks about it.

Unable to help, Song Baigang shuddered. Could the girl in front of him be Song Qianhua who fell off the cliff?

That cliff is clearly unfathomable. No matter who it is, once it falls, there will be no bones left. How can it be possible to live unscathed. . .

If she is, why didn't she reveal anything when she saw me?It seemed that Ben didn't know him.

If she is not, why are there so many amazing coincidences?When meeting Li Qingcai, the feeling of showing true feelings, is it really just a performance?
"Son, let grandpa take a good look at you. How have you been doing all these years? Where are your parents?" Li Qingcai asked softly while stroking Qianhua's soft long hair.

Qianhua looked up, looked at the wrinkled face, and said in a low voice: "I don't know, I just remember that at that time, my parents took me out to play and camped in a suburb, and when I woke up the next day, My parents disappeared, and the car disappeared. I walked alone for a long time. Later, an old man passing by took me home. I forgot my way home, I forgot my home phone number..." As she spoke, Qianhua's tears fell again.

Li Qingcai was so distressed that he repeatedly waved his hands to tell Qianhua not to continue talking.

Song Baigang finally breathed a sigh of relief. Every word Song Qianhua said just now was written in the script, word for word.

It seemed that she was not really Song Qianhua.

At Li Qingcai's strong request, Song Qianhua, Song Baigang and others lived in Li's Manor in the suburbs of Manhattan that night.

The manor is very large, with fruit forests, many cattle and sheep, a very elegant garden, a lawn the size of a football field, and a lake in the back mountain. . .It's a fantastic place.

"Do you like it here?" Li Qingcai asked Qianhua who was sitting beside him.

Qianhua nodded, "I like it, it's really nice here, the air is fresh, and it's much better than that city built with reinforced concrete."

Li Qingcai smiled gratifiedly. Although this kind of place is good, there are many rich families who look down on me. They are used to the luxurious city life, how can they get used to this peaceful and boring rural life?
"As long as you like it, this place will belong to you in the future." Li Qingcai said with a smile.

The car door opened, he pulled Qianhua out of the car, and the butler came up to greet him, reaching out to help Li Qingcai.

Li Qingcai waved his hand, indicating that there is no need, seeing his granddaughter today, he is in good spirits, and he doesn't need others to help him.

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