Supreme Daddy

The Qin family had no sleep at all this night. They couldn't find the little guy and little Irene, and they couldn't relax at all!

Mr. Qin walked back and forth in the hall, hoping that someone would bring good news, but every bodyguard who came in said they were still looking!

As for Lingyun Villa, Mr. Qin also wanted to come over and they went back, but it rained so heavily and the water accumulated so deep on the roadside that it was impossible to return to Lingyun Villa.

Again!

He just secretly sent someone to check. The bodyguard said that there was no one inside, so his heart was extremely solemn.

Something happened to the child in his manor, and Mr. Qin could not escape the blame. His hair turned gray overnight.

Jason also stayed at Qin Manor and did not leave. Whether something happened to the child or not had little to do with him. What he was worried about was Qin Lan.

Qin Lan woke up once in the middle of the journey and heard that she still couldn't find him. She was so frightened that she went out to look for her. She burst into tears and regretted it deeply!

God, Long Xing could let her go. She was so weak, so he knocked her out and let her spend this sleepless night quietly. He would tell her that the little guy was fine tomorrow.

Now the little guy may be back with Ling Yun, but he just can't contact them. If the signal is restored tomorrow, he will naturally get the news.

Long Xingtian and Qin Xianglian both thought that there was nothing to worry about, and the rain had stopped, which proved that the little guy's mood had passed.

Beibei's room!

Long Yanran asked: "The rain has stopped for a long time, and I don't know how Qianqian is doing."

"Don't...don't ask me, Beibei is already asleep, huh..."

Beibei covered her head and made a series of snoring sounds. Long Yanran's head was covered with black lines.

"How old is Beibei this year?"

"Don't ask, just ask if you are three years old."

Long Yanran: "..."

It feels like this kid is getting harder and harder to fool, he is almost becoming a sperm at such a young age.

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Magic City!

The little guy hugged An Qing and fell asleep sweetly, sucking his little finger. He was still so cute. He cried hard and was tired before.

An Qing also guessed something, but she didn't know exactly what it was, but she was certain that the extreme weather in Jiangbei that was making all the news in China was related to her daughter.

A speechless night!

Early the next morning, the little guy got up full of energy, thinking about the breakfast made by Ling Yun, but it turned out to be just an ordinary breakfast made by An's servant.

"Mom...this doesn't taste good. I want Wangzi."

"Okay, here it is, don't let Beibei and little Irene know, do you understand?"

"Yeah, I ate it secretly without telling them, hee hee."

The little one smiled so happily that she thought she was the only one who got Wangzi for breakfast, but in fact Beibei and little Irene also got a share.

this day!

An Qing took her to visit some amusement parks in the Magic City. Although she was the only one, it was not difficult to see that she was very happy today. She took An Qing's mobile phone and happily took a bunch of photos.

It was already afternoon when we returned to An's house, and a guest came to An's house.

An old man is an old friend of Mr. An Er, a native of Bangzi, and a member of the Gong family who was impersonated before.

Mr. An Er said to An Qing who had just returned: "Xiao Qing, this is Mr. Gong."

"I've met Mr. Gong."

"Haha, you have grown so big in the blink of an eye." Mr. Gong said with a kind face, while looking at the little guy at An Qing's feet in confusion.

"This little one looks a bit like you when you were a child. She can't be your daughter."

Mr. Gong had seen An Qing when she was a child, and the little guy now looks a bit like An Qing when she was a child, especially that little mouth.

"She is my daughter, nicknamed Sissi!"

"Sissi, call someone."

"Hello, grandpa."

"A very polite boy." Mr. Gong smiled happily.

Cute and polite children and kind old people all like her.

Mr. Gong didn't expect An Qing to be married, so he was a little surprised. What surprised him was that the child was so old.

"What do you think the old gentleman is here for?" An Qing looked at Mr. Gong and asked curiously, as if she remembered the last time they met when they were very young.

If Mr. An Er hadn't introduced him, An Qing wouldn't have dared to recognize him even if he met her on the street.

Mr. An Er and Mr. Gong met during the war years. At that time, they fought together in Bangzi Country.

"Sigh...it's all the root of the disease left over from the past. It's hard to deal with."

Mr. An Er sighed.

"Nothing's wrong. I'm having an old habit. Thinking that Chinese traditional medicine is profound and profound, I thought of coming over to have a look." Mr. Gong said truthfully.

An Qing nodded and said with a smile: "There are several miracle doctors in China, and it seems that the ghost doctor Fang is very famous recently."

"Xiao Qing has his contact information, or a few others." Mr. An Er's eyes lit up.

Ling Yun is the eldest grandson of Ling Mansion, and now the leader of the dragon group is Ling Rufeng. It shouldn't be difficult to find out if those miracle doctors are available.

An Qing's identity should give those miracle doctors some face.

"I don't have their contact information, but I can ask for you."

This old gentleman Gong had never left much of an impression on An Qing, so he helped whenever he could.

Mr. An Er and Mr. Gong were happy. To be honest, they couldn't be contacted, not even if they had money. These miracle doctors were too disrespectful.

"That's it, please."

"What a big deal."

Then An Qing started looking through her phone's address book and found Ling Rufeng's phone number and dialed it.

The little guy's eyes turned gloomy as he climbed into An Qing's arms. Taking advantage of the moment the phone was connected, he said hello to the other side with a milky voice.

Then!

"Aha, guess who I am?"

"Who else could it be, but the apple of our Ling family's eye, Qian Qian?"

"call……"

The little guy's mouth opened wide. When did she become the apple of the Ling family's eye? His eyes were full of doubts!

"Sissi, tell mom, you go and play." An Qing took the phone away and put the little guy back on the ground.

"Hello……"

Then An Qing directly explained her purpose of coming, and Ling Rufeng agreed without hesitation.

"Arrange immediately."

Hearing this, Mr. Gong's trembling body trembled, feeling that his legs were saved.

"Xiaoqing, are they coming?"

"Arrange a private jet and they'll be here in three hours."

joke!

There is no reason why Ling Rufeng can't do it.

An Qing also didn't expect Ling Rufeng to be so refreshing and resolute in doing things.

"Very good."

Mr. Gong had a smile on his face, and then a gust of wind blew, and there was a look of pain on his face. He sat down and rubbed his legs.

The little guy stared at Mr. Gong's legs and said, "Grandpa, this is your old problem. You don't even need to take any pills. Just apply some weeds and it will be cured."

"My child, if you don't understand, you will understand later." Mr. Gong smiled kindly.

don't know?

She is very powerful, and the medicine can cure her illness!