Double life|Reunion after breaking the mirror|Amnesia and running after losing the ball|Raising cubs
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Wu Qian has both fame and fortune and is a famous entrepreneur in Haicheng. She prides herself on being ruthless and loveless all her life. She really cannot make such a big mistake in her perception——
She once had a country man.
The two have a daughter together.
The photo in her hand, which is completely sealed but with a corner missing at the edge, does indeed show her in her early twenties, smiling and smiling, with a young girl in her arms, and a tall figure vaguely visible beside her, looking old-fashioned and handsome.
Wu Qian raised his eyes again and looked at the gold-medal assistant, whom he admired and loved so much, and saw him sorting out her father's belongings with red eyes without knowing it. His eyes carefully copied the little girl's wonderful features.
It turns out that having the same surname is not fate.
Wu Qian thought to herself that this joke was really big.
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Wu Qian was determined to find out the truth and cultivate a relationship with her daughter. Once he returned to more than 20 years ago, he was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw something was wrong with the year!
The little cub is still two years old.
Wu Qian: "..."
How on earth did she get into such a big trouble?
Did God allow her to start over and not fix the biggest bug?
Is it better for country men to do hard work?
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Wu Qian really has no memory of whether Chen Zhichuan's job is good or not. At first glance, he sees a man with broad shoulders, narrow waist, long veins, multiple noses, high eyebrows...
Tsk.
You can tell a man's size by looking at the details, and he's got it all right.
Wu Qian saw his black history doing his best to clean in front of him professionally, and weighing his beautiful daughter who was clean, white and soft, which was regarded as an added bonus for him.
She asked without raising her eyes: "Compensate you?"
From the corner of his eye, Chen Zhichuan stared at her increasingly attractive jade-skinned face, and saw his life-threatening daughter nestled against the edge of her textured skirt. His hand holding the rag tightened and loosened, and he finally wanted to fight for it, "Okay."
Wu Qian motioned for him to continue.
"... I need this job." Chen Zhichuan said solemnly.
Rushing to serve people?
The thoughts of every boy are not simple.
But in the end, it was Wu Qian who thought too much. Every day Chen Zhichuan stayed, he tried his best to minimize his presence. His eyes did not dare to touch her in the slightest. He helped her wash her underwear diligently and after being warned, he honestly never touched her again.
What a hell.
Wu Qian looked at her baby with as much affection as a glutinous rice dumpling. She pinched the baby's tender chin and kissed it twice. Then how did you get here, little guy?
Where are your dad and me, the cowards?
Intention: Cherish every moment.
