The pampered palm of the president

614 Threat
Xuan Liyou opened the door this time, and turned back to the room without looking at him after opening the door.

But Ling Xiaotian clearly saw the tears on her face.

The one who was beaten didn't cry, but the one who beat someone cried instead.

The reasons for this are even more intriguing.

"Can you tell me what's going on?"

Ling Xiaotian sat down on the sofa stool in the room.

He hadn't tried talking to his daughter.

The eldest son has never been a concern since he was a child, and the younger son is mischievous, blowing his beard and staring at each meeting.

So he rarely talks to the kids as a father.

What's more, Xuan Liyou is very repulsive to him, and he is not willing to say a word.

He wanted to announce to the people that he had found a pair of daughters so that they could not hate each other.

You can't grab your hair and slap you at the press conference, even if you don't put on a sensual scene where sisters recognize each other.

"What? Do you want to be a loving father who regulates the relationship between sisters?"

Xuan Liyou sat up from the bed and looked at him bitterly, speaking with a strong nasal voice and sarcasm in his tone.

"You are sisters. I always want to know what your conflicts are."

Ling Xiaotian frowned, suppressing the irritability in his heart, and couldn't help but increase his tone.

"I'm not sister to her! She's your daughter, I'm my mother's daughter. I have nothing to do with you or her!"

Xuan Liyou waved his hands excitedly, disregarding his relationship with them.

Ling Ya and Ling Xiaotian are indeed father and daughter.

Ling Xiaotian let her mother become pregnant by accident. In order to get rid of the gossip of unmarried pregnancy, she entrusted her to wolves, lost her daughter and relatives, and her family was destroyed.

When Ling Ya was able to protect her and let her spend her old age peacefully, she let her bones be gone.

My mother didn't know what she did in her previous life to encounter these two disasters in her life.

"Li You. Your mother is gone, let me take care of you."

Ling Xiaotian rubbed his eyebrows, he and Jiang Xuewei were accidental, so he didn't feel too much guilt towards her.

It's just that he can't ignore these two children.

But they hated him so much.

He wanted to make it up, but they didn't want to give him a chance.

"I have a husband who can take care of me. It's not a father who abandoned me for more than 20 years and suddenly appeared to break up our husband and wife and kill the child in my womb."

Xuan Liyou calmed down, her tone indifferent.

She would only explode when it was about Jiang Xuewei.

"You are my daughter. You have different positions. You and Situ Qingyin will break up sooner."

"If you don't recognize you, there is no need for the husband and wife to separate!"

Xuan Liyou raised her chin and looked at him defiantly.

If husband and dad can only choose one, she chooses husband.

There was no suspense in this multiple-choice question. To her, this man of the same blood as her was just a stranger.

He never gave her warmth, but wanted to deprive her of happiness.

"Do you recognize me as your father? Get ready, I will announce that you two are my daughters at the press conference the day after tomorrow."

Ling Xiaotian ran out of patience and stood up with a sullen face.

He tried to persuade him with good words, but Xuanli was worried that he would not get in, so he had nothing to say.

"Are you not afraid that I will screw up your press conference?"

Xuan Liyou sneered, she couldn't do it when father and daughter recognized each other, and she couldn't do it because of the deep love between sisters.

Compared to these, she would rather kill the mother murderer.

"you will not."

Ling Xiaotian stopped in his tracks with a firm tone.

"Situ Qingyin issued a military order. If you dare to destroy me, I will destroy Sax so that he can never find it. At that time, even if Yuan Buchang doesn't do anything to him, there will be no place for him in Country Y."

(End of this chapter)