The Female Partner Refuses To Be Cannon Fodder

Luo Jiao wanted to call Han Qiyu and Qi Mingnian to ask about this, but the system seemed to see through her mind, restrained her consciousness from letting her go out, and asked her to sign a contract.

When the contract was signed, it turned into a stream of light and flew into her mind, and Luo Jiao's consciousness suddenly rushed out of the system space. Seeing the mobile phone in front of the makeup mirror, Luo Jiao subconsciously called Han Qiyu.

The phone rang for ten seconds before being picked up, followed by Han Qiyu's cold voice: "What's the matter? Didn't you just see it at night?"

"Speaking, why don't you speak?" The other side only heard a breath, and couldn't hear anything else. Han Qiyu hung up the phone: "What's going on here? I didn't say a word when I called."

Qi Mingnian took a towel and said, "I guess it was accidentally pressed, right? Wipe your hair quickly. Although there is air-conditioning, be careful of catching a cold."

"It's still your kind." Taking the towel from Qi Mingnian's hand, Han Qiyu wiped his wet hair, and the hotel room seemed tender for a while.

Luo Jiao's mood in the apartment was not so good. She called Han Qiyu as soon as she left the system space, but after the phone was connected, she couldn't say what she wanted to say, and the sweat on her forehead was anxious.

After hanging up the phone there, Luo Jiao suddenly screamed: "System, did you do it?"

The system's voice is coldly: "Yes, the system is for the personal safety of the host."

"That's my mother, can my mother kill me?" Luo Jiao flushed with red face, walking around in the apartment living room, stomping his feet hard at the end.

Jiang Chan sighed silently. Although she could understand Luo Jiao's reaction like this logically, she really couldn't accept Luo Jiao's impatient character emotionally.

"Whether there is a kinship or not, let's talk about it. The host actually has doubts? I just can't believe it." The system's voice was cold, but Luo Jiao felt a bit cruel.

Seeing that Luo Jiao fell silent, the system continued: "Rather than yelling here, the host might as well verify it by himself. The system never releases false news."

Jiang Chan didn't believe in the words of the task delegate, but she could tell at a glance who was related to whom was the blessing of the metaphysical books given by Qingyuan.

Although Han Qiyu's face has changed a lot, Jiang Chan can still see that she and Luo Jiao are not related at all.

Luo Jiao must be her father's daughter, so the only problem is that her mother is not her real mother, which means that the Han Qiyu in front of her is not the real Han Qiyu.

"I don't believe it. I want to call Uncle Chen. Uncle Chen said that when my mother gave birth to me, he and my dad were both present." Luo Jiao said that he was going to touch the phone. Jiang Chan was helpless, why didn't he find Luo Jiao? So stupid?

She has already reminded her of this, but Luo Jiao still doesn't understand? Although encountering such a thing has a great impact on people, after that moment of impact, people should quickly calm down and use their brains more.

Jiang Chan found out that she has a very low tolerance for people who don't like to use their brains, but on the other hand she can understand that she is a sixteen-year-old girl after all, unlike she has experienced so many worlds.

Unbearable, Jiang Chan gave a reminder again: "The system has never said that the host is not the daughter of Lorraine Chang and Han Qiyu. The system just told the host that the host is not related to the Han Qiyu in front of him."

She has already said that, if Luo Jiao doesn't understand anymore, Jiang Chan intends to...plan to double the learning task for Luo Jiao in the future!

"This Han Qiyu in front of you, this one in front of..." Luo Jiao muttered to herself: "You mean there are two Han Qiyu? But is this possible? My grandmother only gave birth to my mother and a daughter!"

"But if this isn't Han Qiyu, then who is she? Where did my mother go?" At this time, Luo Jiao's brain seemed to be alive. Perhaps she had subconsciously accepted that the one she saw at night was not her mother. .

"This requires the host to explore the truth on his own. The host is sixteen years old and should have his own judgment. When encountering an emergency, he should calm down quickly and find the answer by himself instead of subconsciously seeking help from others. ."

Jiang Chan's order is over, and at the same time he is also telling Luo Jiao how to deal with emergencies. If something needs to be told by others, what does Luo Jiao keep in mind?

"I have to think about it, think about it, the impact tonight is too big, it's bigger than the impact I encountered you." Luo Jiao walked to the bedroom with vain steps, still muttering in her mouth.

"You are right, I shouldn't ask her directly, if she is really not my mother." Luo Jiao's face changed, and she suddenly squatted down next to the trash can and put the few strands of Han Qiyu's hair in a small bag. Put it up.

Jiang Chan was silent. Although this fact was cruel, she still wanted to tell Luo Jiao. Because she was only able to accompany Luo Jiao for a short period of time, and she needed to go down by herself later.

If she does not find out the truth by herself, it is difficult to guarantee what will happen to her, which is also inconsistent with the original intention of the client.

After tossing over and over all night, Luo Jiao basically didn't fall asleep, always thinking about it in her mind. If the system does not say that she and Han Qiyu are not related, she would not think about it at this level.

But at the mention of the system ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ she gradually realized something was wrong. Before the age of ten, her parents were very affectionate, and her mother loved her very much and cared about her very much.

But after the death of his father Lorraine Chang, his mother seemed to have changed within two years. The relationship between her and herself is getting more and more tense, and she doesn't care about her anymore. She knows that she is busy with work all day long, and usually throws her to the nanny.

She never went to her father's death day. When she was twelve years old, she threw her on a foreign plane despite her crying. Calling on weekdays is just to scold her for how much money she spent, without any warmth at all.

All these things added up, the more she thought about it, the more weird Luo Jiao felt. But if this Han Qiyu is really not her mother, then where did her mother really Han Qiyu go?

The system must know something, but the system will definitely not tell her. Luo Jiao sighed and stared at the two small plastic bags on the table with a bright eye.

"System, you said that if this Han Qiyu is fake, does Uncle Qi know?"

Holding her head with one hand, Luo Jiao felt her head hurt. As the pillow of Han Qiyu, does Qi Mingnian know that Han Qiyu is fake?

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