Wenwen snapped her fingers at him and laughed.

"That's right. There's no point in pretending to be stupid. It can't change the fact that she is your daughter."

Mr. Hua closed his eyes suddenly, his face was twitching violently, and veins popped out on his forehead.

The scene when he first met that girl came to mind.

The elegant and chrysanthemum-like temperament exuding from her body was very much like that of her late wife.

At a certain moment, he also had doubts in his heart.

But he trusted Qin Yan too much and thought that boy would not deceive him.

In fact, he did not lie to him.

But it's hard to guard against domestic thieves, so how could they think of Hua Yuan's white-eyed wolf bribed the doctor and made a fake one to back up the case?

The kindness of raising her for more than 20 years is worthless in her eyes.

So much so that setting up such a situation caused the Fahrenheit family to collapse.

What did she get in the end?

After tenderly appreciating his pain and regret, she smiled and said, "As for you, don't expect to get to know that little bitch Wenqing.

After all, you were the one who spent 5000 million to send her away from Haicheng, and you were the one who later forced Zhou Gu to stab her.

No matter how broad-minded she is, she probably won't be able to convince herself to forgive you, right?You are destined to see your late wife with regrets. "

Mr. Hua struggled to sit up, but when he raised his body, he fell back hard.

After going back and forth several times, he touched the mobile phone scattered on the sofa, grabbed it, and threw it at Wen Wenwen.

Wen Wen is still immersed in the joy of revenge, how can she react?

There was a muffled 'bang'.

Then, a shrill scream sounded in the empty living room.

"My eyes, my eyes..."

Mr. Hua's blow just now didn't hit Wen Wenwen's face, but instead popped her eyeballs.

One can imagine how powerful a blow can be when a person is extremely angry.

In an instant, bright red blood rolled down from the corners of Gentle's eyes, and soon stained half of his face.

She staggered and fell onto the sofa, covering her eyes and starting to roll around, screaming from time to time.

Mr. Hua didn't look at her, he stared blankly at the crystal chandelier above his head, his eyes empty and hopeless.

He actually misidentified his daughter and injured his own daughter like that.

When he dies, how can he have the dignity to see his deceased wife?

At this time, there were rapid footsteps outside.

After a while, Qin Yan strode into the living room with several bodyguards.

He received the news that Mr. Hua was coming to Haicheng half an hour ago. Guessing that he wanted to see Wen Wen, he rushed over as soon as possible.

I never thought it was still a step too late.

Judging from the situation in the living room, Wen Wen, that crazy woman, has probably revealed the truth.

He walked to the sofa area, stretched out his hand to help Mr. Hua, who was ashen-faced, and asked softly, "Uncle Hua, are you okay?"

Mr. Hua held on to his wrist bones as if grasping a life-saving straw.

"Ayan, I heard that the girl Wen Qing is still alive. Is it true? Is it true?"

Qin Yan was silent for a few seconds and nodded, "Well, she is in Haicheng now."

Mr. Hua suddenly became excited, "Take me to see her, she is my daughter, she is my daughter."

Qin Yan, who should have been shocked, looked calm, as if this explosive truth was of no concern to him.

Then Mr. Hua understood.

This kid might have known the secret for a long time and hid it from him alone.

Before he could ask, Qin Yan slowly opened his fingers, stood up and walked towards Wen Wen on the opposite side.

His eyes were cold, and there was a chilling air on his face.

Wen Wen sensed the danger and subconsciously stepped back.

"You, what do you want to do? I am Zhou Gu's wife now, you try to touch me..."

Before she could finish speaking, a shrill scream rang out in the living room again.

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