Chapter 9: Is This Your Little Princess?

Gu Moxiao blushed, pulled his fingers away from Xiao Mengbao's hand, and threw him into the car.

turned to his henchman Fang Lun, his gaze gloomy and cold.

"Go check the information of the girl in the black leather skirt and give it to me as soon as possible."

Fang Lun nodded and took the order.

Gu Ziyu's handsome little face poked out of the car window, and he rubbed his hair a little distressed.

"Oh no, the black belly daddy really wants revenge, this is to make a black hand to his daughter-in-law and sister."

"What is the phone number of my daughter-in-law's sister? Ahh ”

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At this time, Ning Yan was almost in his apartment, and he sneezed coldly.

A very bad premonition rose in my heart.

It seems that some trouble is about to find her.

Suddenly, the mobile phone rang rapidly, Ning Yan glanced at the mobile phone number and picked it up.

On the other end of the phone is Luo Qingguo's brother, and Luo Ziqiang, who she has always regarded as a good brother.

"Ning Xiaoyan, come over quickly, my brothers have found the source of your daughter's photo."

Ning Yan's hand shook, and the phone almost fell to the ground.

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When Ning Yan rushed to the grove next to Jiexin Park, Luo Ziqiang had already led a large group of junior brothers waiting for him.

Luo Ziqiang was wearing a plaid shirt with three silver studs on his ears, handsome and lazily leaning against the front of his car, with a cigarette in his mouth.

As soon as he saw Ning Yan coming from afar, he immediately extinguished the smoke.

waved the air and glared at a few younger brothers.

"Ning Xiaoyan doesn't like me to smoke, and you'll say that you made the smoke smell after a while, do you know?"

"Got it, Brother Qiang!" A group of little brothers are like bells.

Turning around, he immediately stood up straight and bowed 180 degrees respectfully to Ning Yan.

The sound echoed throughout the woods.

"Hello sister-in-law!"

The corners of Ning Yan's lips twitched, and he unceremoniously pulled Luo Ziqiang aside and lowered his voice.

"There are so many girls outside you, can't you just pick one to straighten out? Do you have to save face for you? ”

After her accident three years ago, it was Luo Ziqiang who led a group of younger brothers to find her in a nightclub, wrapped her in rags and dolls with clothes, and rescued her.

At that time, Luo Ziqiang's eyes were red, and he smashed most of the nightclubs like crazy, and he lost a lot of money when he entered the bureau afterwards.

These are all things she owes her brother, so she will do whatever Luo Ziqiang asks if she can agree.

Including the woman who pretended to be him outside, supporting the scene for him.

Luo Ziqiang was held by Ning Yan, and he could only call like a pig.

The cool and dragging appearance just now is gone.

"Ahh You're not the only one who can stand it! My brothers are here, so why don't you save some face for me!"

Ning Yan didn't bother to bother with him anymore, let go of his ears, supported his hands, jumped into his car, and sat cross-legged in a chic manner.

"Let's get down to business."

Luo Ziqiang put away his rogue smile and handed over a few photos from his arms.

There was silence.

"Ning Xiaoyan, confirm whether this is your little princess."

Ning Yan looked at the photos steadily, and then quickly lowered her head to prevent others from seeing the tears in her eyes.

Fingers clenched together fiercely, forcibly resisting the urge to kill.

The baby's face in the photo is a little bruised, skinny and curled up in a ball, and the red little mouth is tightly pursed, like an abandoned little animal that has been ignored.