Late at night, hang Zehao and hang Anzhi returned to the presidential palace together.

"Good night, adoptive father. It's time to go back."

At the fork in the road, hang Anzhi bowed down to hang Zehao and said goodbye. Although he looked polite, how smart was hang Zehao? What's more, is hang Anzhi still a child he raised? How could he not see the urgency in his behavior.

"Well, go!"

Hang Zehao squinted slightly and nodded quietly, watching hang Anzhi turn back to his courtyard.

"Come here."

As soon as Hang'an left, hang Zehao called his servants. "What's the matter with you these two days, young master?" he asked In the past two days, hang Anzhi was always in a state of restlessness. He was so impetuous about everything. There must be some reason.

People dare not say nothing but tell the truth. "President, this The young master brought back an injured young lady from the outside and lived at home for several days. "

"Oh?" Hang Zehao was surprised to pick an eyebrow. He was really surprised.

Hang Anzhi is very obedient and smart from childhood. He can do everything well. However, such an excellent and obedient child has always been a headache for his adoptive father.

I'm nearly 30 years old, and I haven't had a girlfriend so far. He introduced many celebrities to him, but none of them was right.

Now I heard that he had brought an injured girl home. How can hang Zehao not be surprised? Hang Zehao chuckles. Maybe this is fate? What kind of girl is this, thought hang Zehao. He must see her.

The next day, the public rest day. Hang Zehao had a rest in the presidential palace and settled his wife, Leci, before he went downstairs.

"Mr. President." The housekeeper is already waiting.

"Well." Hang Zehao answered and asked, "has the young master gone out yet?"

The housekeeper nodded, "yes, I've been out for ten minutes. It's safe for you to go now."

With an unknown smile, hang Zehao goes to hang Anzhi's yard.

At this time, Le Xuewei had just woken up. She was served by a servant. She had just finished washing. After breakfast, she had a rest. With the medicine of the Song Dynasty, the pain was relieved a lot. She did not dare to move any more. The servant has packed up and is pulling the door out.

"President, President..."

When she heard this, she was shocked and shivered! It's him, it's hang Zehao! How did he come here? Didn't hang Anzhi say that no one would come here?

Hang Zehao picked an eyebrow and waved to the man who didn't care, "go down!"

"Yes."

The sound of footsteps is getting closer and closer. Le Xuewei is lying flat on the bed, holding the sheet tightly with both hands. Every cell in her body is shouting - this man is probably his biological father!

Today, he didn't go out. Hang Zehao's casual clothes made him look younger. Le Xuewei watched him step by step, thinking about everything about hang Zehao in the media. Hang Zehao, the youngest of all the previous leaders of C country, is less than 50 years old this year, which is the time when men are most energetic. The more carefully you look at him, the more sad she is to find that she does have many similarities with him!

-- slightly sunken eyes, dark eyes, straight nose.

Le Xuewei closes her eyes and tells herself not to think about it. She has nothing to do with this person. Her father is Qiao Wandong.

"It's you?" Hang Zehao stood in front of the bed and saw Le Xuewei lying on the bed. He was stunned and then laughed, but the laughter was very cold. "Oh You are really, little girl. Should I say you have great powers? It's really easy to get in and out of the presidential palace. "

How can le Xuewei not hear the irony in this?

"Hum!" "What do you mean, Mr. President? I think it's not illegal for me to lie here, is it

With a smile, hang Zehao put his hands in his pockets and his eyes were cold. He asked, "what do you want to do? When did you get into this relationship with Anzhi? "

"The relationship?" Le Xuewei covers her chest and her angry lips tremble. How can he open his mouth and insult her like this? "I don't know what you mean. What kind of relationship is this?"

Hang Zehao's eyebrow was so sharp that he looked impatient and not happy. "Miss yuan, you don't need me to say something too clearly, do you? I admit that you have a certain talent in the architectural design field, and I also know that you are the main designer of DIDU revolving bridge. But Your private life is not so pleasant. Why? Do you want me to say it? "

"You Le Xuewei is distressed by his sharp words. Xiumei stands up and stares at him coldly, hating, "what's wrong with me? Tell me about it

"Good! Then I'll tell you! Surely, you still remember the wonderful scene of your wedding with the second son of the Liang family? This is not a secret in the imperial capital. Maybe in the imperial capital, you are more famous than me. Why, Liang Siwen and Han Chengyi can't do it now? Do you have the courage to move your mind to an's head?Hum! Miss yuan has a good eye. You don't like her if she is not a powerful family? It's a pity... "

When hang an spoke fiercely, he glanced at Le Xuewei's appearance, which was very similar to his wife Leci's, and sighed: "it's a pity that your parents gave you such a good bag! They don't want you to attract men like this! "

Le Xuewei is so angry that she can't speak. She just stares at hang Zehao with hostile eyes. How could he say that about her? What are his qualifications? In the world, he is the least qualified to say that about her!

The man who was born but didn't support her and took over her wife, who might be her father, is just a scum and scum who criticized her!

"Ha ha!" Le Xuewei is angry, but she laughs. How ridiculous! It's really ridiculous! People say that if we do too many bad things, there will be retribution. Don't hangzehao have retribution? Standing in front of his own daughter, he not only couldn't recognize her, but also accused her with such vicious language!

"What are you laughing at?" Hang Zehao was puzzled by her smile, but also a little annoyed. He pointed to le Xuewei and drank, "where have you hurt? Can't get up? What's the rule for young girls to see their elders lying all the time? "

Le Xuewei was stunned: "do you want me to get up?"

In fact, hang Zehao didn't mean that, but he was frozen when asked by Le Xuewei.

Without waiting for hang Zehao to say anything more, Le Xuewei had already sat up with her arms and teeth clenched. Because she got up too hard, her ribs gave a crisp "crunching" sound, which made her eyes twinkle with pain. "Er..." "What's the matter with you?" Hang Zehao frowns and realizes that Le Xuewei may be seriously injured. He reaches out to help her.

But le Xuewei pushed him away, "I don't need your help..." Just said these words, her breath is unstable, sweating out.

"Tut, why are you so stubborn?" Hang Zehao smacks his lips in displeasure. In his life, the closest woman to him is his wife, Leci, and Leci is the most gentle, which makes hang Zehao mistakenly think that women should be like his wife.

Le Xuewei does not answer with a sneer and stands up.

"Where are you going?" Hang Zehao had a headache, but he also felt regret. How could this girl look wobbly and weak, as if she would fall down at any time? For the first time, he had pity on his wife.

Le Xuewei resisted the injured ribs and looked coldly at hang Zehao: "where are you going? Of course, it's to leave the presidential palace. Isn't that your purpose? Don't worry. No matter how shameless I am, I won't have anything to do with you. "

After thinking about it, he added: "if you can, Mr. President, listen carefully, I don't want to have anything to do with you in my life! Today, I walk out of the door of the presidential palace. I hope we never meet again! "

There was something in her words that hang Zehao could hear, but he didn't understand what she meant.

"Wait, make it clear! What do you mean Hang Zehao comes forward to hold Le Xuewei, but it affects her wound.

"Ah Le Xuewei exclaimed in pain, her voice trembled.

This frightened hang Zehao. He quickly released his hand and asked, "how can it hurt so much? Where did it hurt? "

"Hum..." Le Xuewei sneered, shook her head and did not answer the rhetorical question, "Mr. President, can I ask you a question?"

"Well?" Hang Zehao is stunned and looks at Le Xuewei. The dazed look in the eye light is the same as that of Le Xuewei. Looking at Le Xuewei, he didn't know why, so he nodded, "OK, you ask!"

Le Xuewei raised a sad smile at the corner of her mouth and asked, "do you love your wife and your daughter very much?"

What's the problem? Hang Zehao is surprised. Does this little girl want to teach him a lesson? He admitted that in order to help his daughter get a sweetheart, his means were a little mean, but he did not regret it. He was busy with his career in his life, and what he owed most was his wife and children, especially his daughter.

"Yes." Maybe I can only persuade you to be a father. I believe your father must love you very much, too. "

Le Xuewei listened to this and laughed, "yes, you are right. My father really loves me very much!"

"You won't let Han Chengyi go, will you? As long as he doesn't marry your daughter, you won't let him go, will you? " Le Xuewei stood up straight, asked this question at the same time, in the heart has made a decision.

Hang Zehao twisted his eyebrows. Inexplicably, he felt guilty under her eyes. After a long time, he nodded: "yes, I will do anything for my daughter!"

"Ha ha..." Le Xuewei finally couldn't help laughing and her tears overflowed - but do you know that I'm your daughter?