The female supporting role is the ultimate boss

Uncle Nanbiao's eyes suddenly turned red, and the scar on his heart seemed to be torn apart again, dripping with blood;

He couldn't say the rest.

"Wenhui..."

Ye Qingyu shrunk her neck guiltily, squatted down and whispered to Jiang Li, "Is this Dou Wan's cousin?"

Jiang Li hummed, and his eyes fell on Mrs. Nan's face;
That's a...

A face that is [-]% like her;

Just like Jiang Muqiu and Qiu Mingyi, it is also eight points.

It was a way to tell at a glance that this was Yisheng Qiumen even without DNA verification.

Just in time, Ye Qingyu sighed softly in her ear, "She looks exactly like you. If I didn't know that you are Aunt Qiu's daughter, I would have thought she was your mother."

Jiang Li glanced at her.

Ye Qingyu smiled cutely, and leaned closer to Jiang Li's stretcher, "Ah Li, cousin Dou Wan is not going to lose her because of her daughter, right?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Jiang Li said softly.

Ye Qingyu snorted, looked at Mrs. Nan sympathetically, and muttered, "No wonder your Professor Nan from Beijing University wants to adopt Nan Nianzhi..."

"mom!"

The door of the interrogation room next door suddenly opened, Nan Nianzhi's face was pale, as if she couldn't believe that Mrs. Nan would appear here?

Didn't she keep her mother from coming?

Why did she come? !

She saw Jiang Li?

She saw Jiang Li!

Sure enough, he fell ill again.

Nan Nianzhi's face was as white as paper, seeing Mrs. Nan's life and death, all thoughts were lost.

She knelt on the ground, blocking Mrs. Nan's eyes from looking at Jiang Li, "Mom, I am here, and your Ah Zheng is here..."

"No, you're not, you're not my Ah Zheng..." Mrs. Nan stretched out her hand to push her.

Nan Nianzhi stubbornly did not move, her eyes were red, and she growled in despair, "She is not Ah Zheng, but I am! Mom, open your eyes and look at me, I am the Ah Zhi who has been by your side for more than ten years ! There is no such thing as Nan Zheng in this world! Don't always live in your own world, okay..."

"Nan Nianzhi, shut up! Don't provoke your mother anymore." Uncle Nanbiao said coldly.

Nan Nianzhi pursed her lips tightly, looked at Uncle Nanbiao, her voice choked up, "Dad, why? Didn't you raise me? You keep calling me Ah Zhi, but didn't you ever call me? Then I What is it? What am I!”

"You are the adopted daughter of the Nan family. From the first day you entered the Nan family, I told you very clearly that I will give you a good life. By virtue of your similarity to my daughter, you helped my wife recover. I I thought you knew your position clearly." Nanbiao's voice was cold, and he looked at Nan Nianzhi without the slightest affection that should exist between father and daughter.

Nan Nianzhi's face was full of tears, "But Dad, I've called you Dad for more than ten years, how can you be so cruel?"

"If I recognize your daughter, what will I do with my Ah Zheng? She has been lost for more than ten years, and you have taken her position as the eldest lady of the Nan family, enjoyed her life, and robbed her mother's love. She will take away the only remaining father's love?!" Uncle Nanbiao's eyes were full of pain.

Nan Nianzhi's crying stopped suddenly, and she stared at Uncle Nanbiao in a daze;
"So, you never regarded me as your daughter?"

Uncle Nanbiao shook his head, "No."

"That's why you always call me Nianzhi..." Nan Nianzhi was in a trance, "When you called my name, you kept thinking of your daughter!"

Uncle Nanbiao nodded, "Yes."