"That means that Mr. Wang has never been exposed to such a special deformed relationship." Zheng Qiu smiled strangely.

"Uh, I'm indeed surrounded by you, but I've heard some rumors. However, as for love, I think it should be respected equally, and it can't be defined as a deformity." Wang Luo touched his nose and smiled.

"No, this is a disease, a hereditary disease, it is not normal, it has problems and needs to be treated."

Zheng Qiu shook his head gently, but his tone was extremely tough, even a little stubborn.

"Brother Zheng, although I don't know why you are so hostile to this kind of relationship, I don't know what this has to do with Ling Ye.

But I want to say, I heard my son say something called "Fuyan Ju Renji". Are you thinking too much? Maybe the movie is not as complicated as you think. It is simply a story about the director who makes a fool of himself for the sake of a bad money?"

Wang Luo was shocked by Zheng Qiu's reaction and asked again.

"I know Mr. Wang is difficult to understand, but I have my own judgment, because I saw this story twenty years ago." Zheng Qiu's smile became more and more strange, and he even felt a little bit gritted.

!

This brother Zheng is a person with a story

Wang Luo touched his chin and pressed the gossip soul in his heart.

"No one knows this deformed and pathological genetic disease better than me. This is a demonic gene that violates human ethics and must be corrected!

In order to keep Zheng Youyun away from this kind of thing, I have been hard-working and guarding her way for more than twenty years, but I didn't expect that she failed and was destroyed by Wang Shifeng, a bastard. So no matter what the price, I want him to leave my daughter."

Zheng Qiu's voice was sinister, exuding a silence of anger, like a volcano about to erupt.

Wang Luo pressed his excited left hand, and he had fantasized about the drama of breaking up the miserable mandarin ducks countless times when Jiang Yun was a child.

As a father, he would not hesitate to stop a poor boy from his trap for his daughter's happiness. Even if he was despised and resented by his daughter, he would do whatever he could.

Because fatherly love is silent, it is as heavy as Mount Tai.

Until his daughter found out the truth, she hugged herself and cried bitterly.

That scene, tsk tsk tsk tsk, must be very warm and charming.

But since Jiang Yun showed extraordinary wisdom at the age of six, Wang Luo knew that his script, which had been carefully rehearsed for many years, would never be used.

Who can lie to Jiang Yun that dead girl? Thank God if she doesn't lie to others...

But unexpectedly, this script actually appeared on someone else.

At this moment, Wang Luo seemed to feel that Zheng Qiu was another self in the world.

I don't feel compassion.

It seems that my cheap little brother Wang Shifeng is indeed a bit romantic when he was young...? Alas? No...

According to Zheng Qiu's script, Zheng Youyun was not deceived by a bad boy, but seemed to be deceived by a bad girl.

Ah...wait.

Why did the script start to become strange?

Damn it!

The bad girl is not Jiang Yun!

Wang Luo instantly applied to Zheng Qiu's perspective and his mood suddenly became subtle.

I tried to imagine that if I rounded up, I would have two daughters, and I don’t have to worry about not having a boy who can be worthy of his baby daughter.

Hiss...this is not bad.

But looking at Zheng Qiu's sick expression, Wang Luo felt that this in-laws might not be good.

"Well, Brother Zheng, I understand the general meaning. I remember that you seem to have divorced Sister Wu long ago. You should be considered a single father like me, so we still have a lot in common.

I think there will be many conflicts between father and daughter. For example, when our family left early since childhood, I was both a father and a mother, and I pulled her up with her. I deeply realized that my father would definitely not be able to replace her mother.

Just like some girls like older ones, maybe it’s because they lack maternal love since childhood and are closer to the same sex. You feel too fond of it.”

Wang Luo persuaded with a happy face.

"Mr. Wang, I'm not feeling sorry, I have evidence." Zheng Qiu sighed.

"I said before that this is a genetic disease, not a nonsense. I have really studied and discussed with professors in related majors. As for the reasons..."

Zheng Qiu paused when he heard this.

"It's okay, it's not convenient to say it, so you can't say it." Wang Luo's eyes lit up.

"There is nothing to say. Mr. Wang is definitely not a tongue-in-law. I said this today, and I hope you can think from the perspective of others. As my father's worries, I can't see my daughter's lifelong happiness ruined by this disease."

Zheng Qiu took a deep breath and showed a complicated smile.

"Why am I so sure? Because Zheng Youyun's mother had this disease. Before she met me, she liked women, and in the end, because of women, she abandoned her husband and daughter and went to a foreign land.

I can't, and I must not let her repeat the same mistakes!"

.....

Zheng Qiu left, and Wang Luo personally took him into the car, watching the old father who loved his daughter as if he was alive.

Wang Luo suddenly felt a sense of loss.

To be honest, there is no empathy in the world, and if a knife is not stuck on oneself, you can basically forgive me.

But after listening to Zheng Qiu's tragic story, Wang Luo did feel a little sympathetic.

Forget it if you are green, but you are still green by a woman.

No wonder Zheng Qiu's eyes almost overflowed when he mentioned that kind of relationship.

But Wang Luo also knew that perhaps this was related to genetic genes, but it did not mean that this was a disease.

Zheng Qiu's anger is probably just unwilling to collapse with some kind of self-confidence.

After all, if any man does this kind of thing, it will leave a psychological shadow.

However, although I understood why Zheng Qiu was so crazy about Jiang Yun and Wang Shifeng.

But Wang Luo still felt that he could stand by and watch. After all, whether it was Zheng Qiu or Wang Shifeng, he could make money while lying down.

However, when Wang Luo thought of his precious daughter, he still frowned.

After drinking three pots of tea in a row, I couldn't help but pick up the phone.

"Oh yell? Uncle stinky, after I found out that I was a billion-dollar director, I came to curry favor with me so soon? You are so realistic." Xia Mengyao's joyful voice came from the phone.

"Yaoyao, find a place where no one is. My uncle has something to tell you." Wang Luo lowered his voice.

"What's the matter? I'm suspicious?" Xia Mengyao asked in confusion.

"Uncle wants to ask you for help, about Jiang Yun." Wang Luo said.

"No, I've been punished by Yunyun last time. If you let me be a spy, you will lose your lovely niece. You know your daughter's ruthlessness." Xia Mengyao refused decisively.

"Yaoyao, how are my uncle treating you for so many years?" Wang Luo's tone softened and he began to play the emotional card.

"Stop coming, you didn't complain to my mother that time when I got into trouble?!" Xia Mengyao said angrily.

Wang Luo smiled awkwardly and said in a stern tone, "Okay, now, my uncle can only tell you a huge secret about your life experience."

"?" Xia Mengyao's heartbeat was stagnant, and she was inexplicably panic. Could it be...I am not my mother's biological child?

"Do you know that my uncle saved your life?" Wang Luo's voice sank.

"Ah? When?" Xia Mengyao became more and more panicked.

"Your mother asked me to borrow money from abortion, but I didn't. In the end, your mother could only give birth to you. Do you have to repay this life-saving grace?" Wang Luo sighed in a sigh.
Chapter completed!