Chapter 1157 Finale 41

"Hahaha!" Yan Song laughed on the other end of the phone, "Cheng Yingxuan, just be complacent. Shiting is still my son no matter what. He can't help Mu Nian win the election. He is not willing to give in to others. He said he would not let me take office, but he was just talking out of anger. Tomorrow, open your eyes and see clearly that the position of president only belongs to me!"

"I'm afraid you will be the one who stares blindly tomorrow!" Cheng Yingxuan angrily pressed the hangup button on the phone screen.

"Daughter, don't be angry, don't be angry!" Morcia patted her chest distressedly and said angrily, "I didn't expect that the elders of the Yan family would be so virtuous. It's simply too much!"

"I'm so angry!" Cheng Hanming was furious, "How can my daughter be so angry with the Yan family? Look at Yan Song's arrogant character! From now on, I will make him beg my daughter to enter the hospital. You can’t even ask for it at the Yan family’s gate!”

"Hanming, you must make the decision for your daughter." Morsia felt distressed and almost shed tears. "Look at my poor daughter. She was bullied into nothing when her parents were not around..."

"Daddy is here, daddy is here!" Cheng Hanming took Cheng Yingxuan's shoulders, "My poor daughter, even if your father fights for his life, he still wants Yan Song to come to you and beg you. Unfortunately, Yan Song is right. , Yan Shiting is still his son no matter what, and Yan Shiting will definitely let Yan Song win the election tomorrow..."

Cheng Yingxuan leaned in her father's arms. Although she was not a weak person and never needed to rely on, she was still very warm when she really had relatives to rely on. "Dad, have you ever thought about becoming the president?"

"What did you call me?" Cheng Hanming's eyes widened in excitement, and his experienced face was full of excitement, joy, and bitterness. "My dear daughter, call me daddy again!"

"And, and me!" Morcia was also crying and looking forward to it. "Daughter, can you call me mom? Please, please, my good daughter!"

Cheng Yingxuan looked at the woman in front of her, who was recognized as one of the noblest women on earth. She always appeared in front of the TV media, always elegant and graceful, and her nobility seemed out of reach.

Now the word "Qiu" is used twice in succession.

The noble Mrs. Moore is just an ordinary mother who longs for family affection and a biological daughter.

She was embarrassed to speak at first, but looking at Cheng Hanming and Morcia's expectant eyes filled with tears, she said separately: "Mom, Dad!"

She is willing to recognize such parents.

Cheng Hanming and Morcia immediately ignored their old faces and burst into tears, "Warm... warm... warm!"

The two responded several times in succession.

Cheng Yingxuan was not as excited as the two of them, but said calmly, "I recognize you not because you are rich, nor because of your wealth and status. In fact, I, Cheng Yingxuan, do not lack wealth and status. I recognize you only because of you. They are good parents who truly love me. No matter whether you are poor or rich, you are my parents."

"Dad knows, dad knows!" Cheng Hanming nodded while crying, "You are my daughter, my best daughter, my only daughter!"

"Mom's heartthrob!" Morcia hugged her daughter tightly, tears flowing down like faucets, "Mom loves you, loves you so much!"

Her tears wet the clothes on Cheng Yingxuan's shoulders, but Yingxuan didn't mind, "Stop crying, Mom."