Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

"You ..." Qiao Yan was surprised. "Who the **** are you?"

I don't know why, at this moment Qiao Yan felt a powerful aura, as if the other party's casual eyes could push him to the abyss.

"You may not know me, but you probably don't know my father."

"Who is your father?"

Nian An's eyebrows moved slightly, and a slight smile was drawn on the corners of his mouth: "Du Jiusheng."

"Impossible--" a sharp girl rang, from the star sitting on the bed.

"How could you be the brother's son, impossible, absolutely impossible—"

Du Jiusheng never married, how could he have children.

And, how could this child ... maybe grow up so big.

"Mr. Qiao Yan, it seems that I don't need to say that you also know the reason." Nian An narrowed his eyes and said, "My mother is kind-hearted and has poor memory, but I am different."

"you……"

"I have a vicious heart, cruel means, and I must compare the baht." Nian An sneered: "So the five years my mother has fled, I want your daughter's life to change. Of course, in these five years, she lived better than the princess Princess, queen and queen. "

"You ... you ..." Duxing felt a dullness in his chest, and even spit out blood in his mouth.

Nian'an did not speak, and looked at her with a calm expression.

Three seconds later, another spit of blood was spit out, and the white sheets were stained red.

Joe panicked, rushed forward and hugged his daughter, and shouted, "Don't say it, don't say it. Get out, get out for me."

At this moment, he suddenly felt extra helpless.

Repeatedly, God closed all the doors in his life, but he just didn't open a window.

He knew in his heart that Nian An had done so many things and made so many preparations just to keep his daughter from living ...

"There will be no future."

Nian'an's last gaze was given to Duxing. He saw her eyes very empty and full of despair.

It is known that this revenge, he reported completely.

For some people, he is destined not to let go, only 'death' is their only way.

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Nian An returned home.

Du Jiusheng and Luo Qingchen are wearing a couple's pajamas watching Pleasant Goat and Grey Wolf on tatami in the living room.

Nian An rolled her eyes silently and tuned the TV channel to a newscast.

"Baby, you're back," Luo Qingchen said as he tuned back the TV channel. "Auntie prepared the meals, and you can warm up and eat them in the kitchen."

"Ate."

"Son, why are you entertaining every day these days? Are you busy?" Du Jiusheng casually asked Luo Qingchen while feeding oranges to Luo Qingchen.

"Don't you know your company?" Nian'an looked helpless, always feeling a feeling of jumping into a deep hole.

He suddenly thought of something and looked at them and asked, "Parents, did you report to the kindergarten?"

? ? ? ? ?

For a moment, the two people who did not care about Ann at the same time stopped their movements at the same time and looked at him.

"You, baby, what did you say?"

"Is the son wrong?"

"That's right." Nian An looked at them and said, "Please help me report to an ordinary kindergarten. I think the zoned area is just fine."

"Why, why go to kindergarten?" Luo Qingchen stood up, crouched in front of him, and touched his forehead. "Are you fever?"

"Aren't normal five-year-olds all studying in kindergarten?"