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6205 Cannon Fodder 456

Beiming Jiao Niang went to Wang Chaoqing with a panicked look on her face. After snooping around, she contacted Wang Chaoqing's parents and tried to find out whether Wang Chaoqing could accept such a chaotic and false relationship.

"Mom, how are you doing recently?"

Recently, everything in Wang Chaoqing's daily life has returned to its original state. Apart from the fact that there are no children to greet her and she can no longer take care of the house, no one is depriving her of anything else.

Aunt Jing is pragmatic. If Wang Chaoqing makes a scandal again, her third daughter is willing to take care of her. The third daughter is standing behind the boss of the transcendent realm. She can't afford to offend him, so she can hide.

But this kind of life cannot satisfy Wang Chaoqing.

People are like this. Wang Chaoqing, who was originally in solitary confinement, even felt that as long as she was given normal meals every day and had a girl, she would be satisfied, but now that she has it, she never feels that it is enough.

"What should I be happy about? Your father has never visited me even once?"

Miss Beiming was frightened by Wang Chaoqing's vindictive tone. You are like this. Why do you still have such unrealistic dreams? Do you still hope that your father can forgive you and love you again?

How big is the face!

Bei Mingjiao asked tentatively: "If, I said, if I can find a way to let dad come visit you once, can you please be a little aggrieved..."

Wang Chaoqing's eyes lit up: "Can you, can you really let your father come to see me?"

"There should be some chance."

"Then you go now, let him come to see me now." Wang Chaoqing suddenly pushed Beiming Jiao Niang with great strength. After all, Beiming Jiao Niang is a person on the ninth level of martial arts, and she is really stable.

"Mom, you didn't hear me finish. I have a plan and I need your cooperation."

"What's your plan?" Wang Chaoqing felt that as long as Bei Mingkang came to see her again, he would definitely hear her explanation. She didn't steal anyone, no!

The original owner, the little girl, understands this unspeakable pain of being wronged best.

"Mom, I didn't steal anything from my eldest sister."

"Mother, I didn't damage the second sister's skirt."

"Mother, I didn't say anything bad about my second brother."

"Mother, I didn't write a love letter to my second brother-in-law. It's really not me, it's really not me. Mother, you believe me, believe me."

What did Wang Chaoqing say at that time: "If you have never done this, why do so many people come to accuse you wrongly? Your brother and sister don't get along well. Maybe you still don't understand that it's your own fault. Why can't you be liked by others?"

Why were you born to me and grew up in a hunter's family in the countryside? It's all fate. It's your bad fate. The people you are with are so unlucky, that's why there is such a misunderstanding. Just accept your fate!"

Ha ha!

Now that it's her turn, won't she accept her fate?

Beiming Jiao Niang said: "It's not easy for you to want to see dad. Now San Mei and Brother Qin are looking for dad all over the world. You have to tell my dad that you know who San Mei's biological father is. My dad will definitely come to see you."

your."

"Pa!" Wang Chaoqing slapped her. Beiming's girl twisted her waist slightly. Wang Chaoqing's slap fell directly on the flower stand behind her. The pain made her hold her hands and tremble: "You unfilial daughter, how could you do this?

To say this, I didn’t steal anyone at all, how could I help that bastard find his father!”

Wang Chaoqing felt hurt and angry inside. She felt extremely uncomfortable. Her hands also hurt. She felt like nothing was good about her.

He was originally very happy to be released, but this small happiness blew away with the wind, and now all that is left is boundless pain.

And the pain may never stop.

Wang Chaoqing screamed: "What evil have I done?"
Chapter completed!
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