He Daqiang didn't know what the other party wanted him to see this photo mean, but he nodded quickly and said, "Yes, it's my daughter He Xiaoya, are you looking for her?"

Seeing that He Daqiang admitted that the photo was He Xiaoya, the other party's tense expression instantly relaxed. He looked down at He Daqiang, turned around and walked towards the car parked in the front.

The man raised his hand and gently knocked on the window glass. The window slowly lowered. Then He Daqiang saw the man whispering to the window for a few words, and the car door was opened from inside.

Then He Daqiang saw a handsome man who was so handsome that he suffocated and walked out of the car.

The man is quite tall and has a very slender figure as if he can blow down a gust of wind. His face is fair and transparent, but his lips are light pink.

The man walked towards He Daqiang step by step with black sunglasses and wearing the bright leather shoes that could almost reveal He Daqiang's black and red cheeks, step by step.

The man's fingers were slender and fair as if they were carved from good mutton fat jade. He pinched the photo that He Daqiang had just seen on his fingers and said, "Is this person your daughter?"

The man looked weak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his voice seemed to be filled with ice, which made He Daqiang's body shake even more.

He Daqiang swallowed, nodded quickly and said, "Yes, she is my daughter, He Xiaoya, are you looking for her?"

"Can you help me call her out?"

It was clearly a solicitation sentence, but the man said the command.

But when he heard He Daqiang's ears, all this became particularly natural. He Daqiang nodded quickly to show his understanding and ran towards the house quickly.

Jiujiu, who had just poked a head out of the kitchen, was dragged out by He Daqiang with his arm.

Yes, because he was scared by the people outside, He Daqiang was like a frightened bird at this moment, and his only thought in his heart was to quickly call Jiujiu out for his own peace.

After all, when this group of people came, they took Jiujiu's photo and asked Jiujiu to find him. The sooner he handed over Jiujiu, the better.

Although Jiujiu has been able to eat almost every day in the past half month, He Xiaoya's body was too deficit before, and she exercised a lot every day during this period and consumed too much, so her weight was similar to He Xiaoya's before, so she could be dragged to the door like a mop by He Daqiang.

He Daqiang quickly pulled Jiujiu out, pushed Jiujiu to the man, pointed at Jiujiu and said to the man, "This is my daughter He Xiaoya."

He Daqiang spoke very quickly, and Jiujiu actually heard a trace of joy from He Daqiang's words.

When the man heard He Daqiang say that Jiujiu was He Xiaoya, he was willing to turn his gaze to Jiujiu.

However, the moment I saw Jiujiu, the man's eyebrows instantly condensed into a ball, especially when I saw Jiujiu's cheeks that were so dark that they were red due to working outside for a long time, his face twisted up a little.

The man raised his hand and took off his sunglasses, frowned and looked at Jiujiu carefully for a long time, then picked up the photo and looked carefully for a long time. After confirming that Jiujiu was the person he was looking for, Bai Jing's face turned a little black.

It was obvious that although the person he was looking for was Jiujiu, the person in his mind was not what Jiujiu looked like at the moment.

At least, it's not like a dark-skinned and slightly red.

When the man looked at Jiujiu, Jiujiu was also looking at the man.

The man is very tall and his body is particularly thin, as if he can blow it down with a gust of wind. His skin is almost sickly and pale, and he is a little almost transparent in the sun. If it weren't for his ability to stand directly in the sun, Jiujiu would almost think he was a vampire.

The man stood in front of Jiujiu like a pine and cypress, lowered his head and looked at Jiujiu carefully. After a long time, he asked, "You are He Xiaoya."

Jiujiu nodded, "I am He Xiaoya, who are you?"

When he saw Jiujiu, the man thought that Jiujiu was like a little girl in an ordinary mountain village, timid and shy, and when he saw strangers, he would be scared and unable to speak.

However, as soon as Jiujiu spoke, he broke his perception. Not only did Jiujiu feel unintentional, she was even particularly cheerful and generous, which was really surprising.

Jiujiu's response also reminded the man of some pleasant memories. The corners of his mouth rose slightly because of pleasure, "I am Mo Yuan."

"Mo Yuan?"

Jiujiu looked at the man who called himself Mo Yuan standing in front of him.

Because He Xiaoya has been asking for Mo Yuan for the rest of her life, Mo Yuan’s appearance is particularly vague in He Xiaoya’s memory. Jiujiu works hard and can only see the appearance of a very tall and vague person.

It can be said that this is the first time that Jiujiu has seen Mo Yuan clearly and intuitively.

Jiujiu thought that even if his son inherited his father's business, Mo Yuan in Xiang He Xiaoya's memory would have to be at least thirty years old to reach that point. But now it seems that Mo Yuan is only twenty-five years old at most, and Mo Yuan looks much younger than Jiujiu imagined.

When Mo Yuan saw Jiujiu's appearance, he was particularly disappointed.

The person he was looking for had a unique appearance and noble and elegant temperament, and his skin was even more irresistible than snow, and he was ashamed of the moon and ashamed of flowers.

However, Jiujiu's facial contour was so similar to hers, but her skin was the same as He Daqiang, black and red, and it was extremely ugly, and she lowered her beautiful face by five points.

However, after hearing the familiar tone of Jiujiu calling her name, Mo Yuan's eyes suddenly turned red.

It has been hundreds of years since he has not heard anyone call his name like this for hundreds of years.

In order to block the tears in his eyes, Mo Yuan brought his sunglasses again, turned his head to look at the manager who had been standing beside him, raised his hand and pointed at Jiujiu, and said, "Take it away."

Hearing that Mo Yuan was about to take him away, Jiujiu immediately took two steps back, turned his head to look at He Daqiang, who was standing aside and shrank like a little mouse, and shouted, "Dad."

If a normal person hears that someone wants to take his child away, he will immediately rush forward and protect his child like an old hen, and ask the other party why he takes his child away.

But He Daqiang had no feelings for He Xiaoya. In his heart, He Xiaoya's only function was to serve his whole family as a cow and horse, and sell it at a good price to get a bride price for his son He Fugui.

Now, the person who wanted to take Jiujiu away seemed to be a bad person, and there were so many people wearing black suits who looked like a family man. He was just an honest farmer in the mountains. When he competed with those people, it was obvious that he was an egg hitting a stone.
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