Chapter 676 She Should Have a Father

Chapter 676 She should have a father

Elevator, damn elevator, why can’t I get back up after going down?

Just when Zhao Jianhui wanted to smash all the elevator buttons, the elevator finally came up. I walked into the elevator anxiously, and five seconds seemed like five years had passed. Before the elevator had stopped, Zhao Jianhui had already pressed the door-opening button twice.

"Grace, where is Fu Di?" Zhao Jianhui asked anxiously as soon as he stepped out of the elevator.

"Please come with me." The pretty girl Grace also saw that there was something going on between Zhao Jianhui and Fu Di, and it was not all because of work. So he made a gesture of invitation without being humble or overbearing, and led Zhao Jianhui out of the glass door.

Following Grace, he walked through Las Vegas Street until he arrived in front of a small red and blue building. When he saw an extended Lincoln car parked in the yard, Grace grew taller. Tone: "Fortunately she hasn't left yet. Mr. Zhao, although I don't know that you and Fu Di What happened between the lawyers, but I know she has had a hard time in the past few years... Whether you can impress her or not depends on your ability." After saying that, Grace led Zhao Jianhui into the living room of the small building. Pointing to the door in the corner of the living room, he turned around and left.

"Thank you, Grace, thank you." Zhao Jianhui said to Grace's back.

The luxurious and large living room is splendid and magnificent, with dignified and elegant decorations. It gives you an indescribable sense of luxury. Zhao Jianhui was not in the mood to look at the decoration in the living room. He walked to the door and pushed it open.

To Zhao Jianhui's surprise, the door was not locked and opened easily. Aisin Gioro Fu Di was holding the little girl named Qingrong in his hand. The little girl named Qingrong was standing in front of the glass window in a daze. When she heard someone coming in, she didn't turn around at all. She said in a low voice: "Grace, please take care of Qingrong. I want to be alone for a while..." After saying that, she turned around and found that the person who came in was Zhao Jianhui. Her eye circles suddenly turned red: "What are you doing here? You are not welcome here, please get out..."

Zhao Jianhui walked over slowly, pursed his lips hard, suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart, and called softly: "Fu Di, this is our child, right?"

The little girl was wearing a beautiful white pleated skirt, with a small face and small arms and legs like lotus roots. She stared at the man who walked in with two big black shining eyes and was pulled tightly by Fu Di. The little body moved forward, and suddenly an English sentence came out of his mouth: "Mommy, the badguys."

Zhao Jianhui nodded vigorously, squatted down suddenly, and hugged the little girl into his arms, hugging her very tightly. Zhao Jianhui's face was pressed tightly against the little girl's face, and tears slowly fell down: "Qing Rong is right, my father is a bad person, the biggest bad guy in the world. My daughter is already so old, but I have never fulfilled my responsibility as a father. I am a bad guy..."

Aixinjueluo Fudi was shocked, and sat on the bed all of a sudden, watching Zhao Jianhui holding her daughter in tears, and her tears also flowed down like sea water bursting from a dam.

While crying, the past, like smoke, slowly reappeared in my mind.

She could still clearly remember that in that karaoke hall that night, in the women's restroom of that karaoke hall, a drunk man forcibly had sex with her. However, I didn't seem to hate him at the time, because since her husband died, I hadn't been with a man for seven or eight years. Under any circumstances, I seemed to be very happy...

Later, the two of them experienced being kidnapped together. This man was very brave when doing that thing, and he was even more brave when fighting with others. I had seen him kill someone with my own eyes.

When the man was surrounded by troops and left, Fu Di knew that this man's family background must be unusual. He and Zhao Xiaoting, the new head of Rongguang International, are brothers and sisters. In addition to being embarrassed, staying at Rongguang International will only increase worries.

So, he came to the United States, wanting to stay away from this man who actually made him a little attracted. But who would have known that the only time she had a baby with him would actually lead to a pregnancy.

At that time, I was preparing to open a law firm. Logically speaking, as a single woman, I had to work hard in a rapidly developing society like the United States. I should not keep this child anyway. However, I don't know what I was thinking at the time, but she gave birth to Xiao Qingrong by accident.

Since then, my life has become busier, but also more fulfilling. This young life has given me a lot of happiness, and it is my excuse to persevere in adversity.

How many times had I hugged her little body when I woke up at night, and I was thankful in my heart that I had not aborted the child. Later, because of a lawsuit, he was favored by Liu Meiqi, the boss of Huamei Group, and joined Huamei Group as the chief lawyer of the legal team. This child has always been by his side, bringing him a lot of joy and happiness.

However, now this man suddenly appeared, and he also found out that he had a daughter with him. He is the elder brother of Zhao Xiaoting, but also the younger brother of his current boss, Liu Meiqi. In order to avoid him, I left my original company and fled to the United States. Could it be that I would take my children and leave Huamei? Even if I left Huamei, where else could I hide?

But, now Qingrong is his only one, what if this man wants to take Qingrong away? After leaving Qingrong, what else do I have?

I don’t know how long it took, Aixinjueluo Fudi felt a small hand gently wiping away the tears from the corner of his eyes. Qingrong didn’t know when he had got into his arms. At this time, the little person It's like a little adult: "Mommy, don't cry, I will fight the bad guys for you..."

As she spoke, Qingrong turned around and stretched out her ### calf to kick Zhao Jianhui's leg: "Bad guy, it's all your fault for making mommy cry..."

Aixinjueluo Fudi was looking at his daughter with tears in his eyes, letting her wipe away the tears on her face like a child. Suddenly he heard Xiao Qingrong's words and couldn't help but smile, stretched out his hands and took his daughter into his arms: "Qingrong Rong Guai, you are mother's baby, no one can take you away from mother..."

In this way, she has undoubtedly admitted that Qingrong is the child of her and Zhao Jianhui. Otherwise, why worry about others taking the child away from her?

Zhao Jianhui wiped his tears, stood up and said with a smile, "Don't worry, as long as I'm here, no one will dare to take Qingrong away from you."

Aixinjueluo Fudi glared at him and said: "You must keep your word. Qingrong is my lifeblood now. Although you are his father, you have never raised her or hugged her at all. You have never Not worthy to be her father!"

"What you said is wrong. It is not you who has the final say whether you are worthy of being Qingrong's father." As Zhao Jianhui spoke, he said to Qingrong: "My good daughter, I am your father, please let me hug you." good?"

Xiao Qingrong took a step back as if she had seen the big bad wolf, turned to look at her mother, her eyes full of questions and surprises, opened her mouth and asked: "Hey, mommy, hereallyismyfather?"

"If you want to tell the truth, please seek truth from facts." Zhao Jianhui looked at Aisin Gioro Fudi and said.

Aisin Gioro Fu Di snorted angrily: "I'm not going to deceive a child. Besides, in fact, you are also his father." After finishing speaking, Aisin Gioro Fu Di bent over , whispered to Qingrong: "Yes, he is your father."

"Wow... great, I have a father too. Last time Billy said he wanted to be my dad, I really wanted to call him dad, but he has a big beard that I don't like very much..."

Zhao Jianhui felt sour after hearing this and almost shed tears again. He picked up Xiao Qingrong and said, "Thank God for letting that damn Billy grow a big beard that you don't like very much."

Aixinjueluo Fudi found it funny when he heard this, but in the blink of an eye he said bitterly: "Why do you scold my friend? What does it have to do with you whether someone has a beard or not?"

"He almost became my daughter's father, how can he say it's none of my business?" Zhao Jianhui proudly kissed Qingrong on the face, and then said: "Qingrong, tell daddy, that Billy What does he do? Where does he work? Dad, let’s have a chat with him.”

"Don't be ridiculous, okay? Give your daughter back to me..." Aixinjueluo Fudi knew that this guy even dared to kill people, what else would he not dare to do? Therefore, he was afraid that Zhao Jianhui would actually go find someone after his daughter told him about Billy, so he quickly changed the subject and reached out to take his daughter back.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Qingrong leaned against Zhao Jianhui even tighter: "No, Mommy, I want dad to hold me." Angry Aixinjueluo Fu Di rolled his eyes, glared at Xiao Qingrong and said: "You... You little heartless person, who raised you?”

Zhao Jianhui kissed Qingrong again on the face, and then said with a smile: "The nature of father and daughter cannot be broken by time. Don't worry, I won't take Qingrong away from you, because, I will take you with me." When Qingrong leaves, she will take her mother with her."

Aixinjueluo Fudi's body trembled, he lowered his head and said leisurely: "You can take it away just as you say. Who are you and what do you do?"

"Just because I am your man and Qingrong's father." Zhao Jianhui and Aisin Gioro Fu Di stood side by side, looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside the glass curtain and the ant-like traffic at their feet, and sighed and said: "Although I am married and have children, Qingrong should have a father anyway."

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