"..."
"Song Nan was very kind to Yang Xiaolan. After knowing that she was pregnant, he specially hired a nanny to take care of her daily life. Finally, without telling Mrs. Song, she secretly gave birth to a baby girl."
"..."
"Unfortunately, on the third day after birth, the baby girl died due to severe meningitis hydrops. At this time, Mrs. Jill, who hadn't contacted her for a long time, came to her door. Madam came, and there was a baby girl who was less than a week old. Before and after Yang Xiaolan gave birth, Song Nan was discussing business in England, so Song Nan didn't know that his daughter had died long ago."
"The baby girl who was carried by Ji Er to replace Song Nan's daughter is Song Wuyou?" Gu Yanhao asked knowingly.
Ade nodded, looked at Gu Yanhao: "Yes."
Gu Yanhao tightly squeezed the report in his hand, and said coldly: "Mrs. Jier and Song Wuyou's DNA confirmed that they are mother-daughter relationship."
"..." Ade remained silent, he knew that often at this time, the young master still had something to say.
Sure enough, Gu Yanhao raised his head and looked at Ade coldly, "Where is the man? Who is the man who made Mrs. Jier pregnant?"
Ade: "I found out that Mrs. Jier was already General Cheng's fiancée before giving birth. But at that time, Mrs. Jier didn't like General Cheng. She liked the former president. Unfortunately, the former president had already married a wife. She was willing to sneak around with the former president."
Gu Yanhao raised his eyebrows, "So, Song Wuyou is the daughter of the former president and Mrs. Jill?"
Ade is not too sure: "Because the former president has passed away, the bones have been cremated, and DNA cannot be sampled."
Gu Yanhao narrowed his eyes slightly, "Didn't he have a son locked up in a mental hospital?"
When Ade heard this, he felt ashamed: "Thank you, Master, for reminding me."
Gu Yanhao's eyes were cold and cold, "It takes a lot of brains to do things."
Ade lowered his head, "I've learned it, young master."
Gu Yanhao turned his head and glanced at Ade coolly, "Stop thinking with your lower body."
When Ade heard it, he cried bitterly in his heart: I don't have it, young master!
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…
Song Wuyou sat on the bed in a daze.
To be precise, she was thinking about life.
She doesn't like the feeling of doing nothing.
It's no different than The Walking Dead.
Gu Yanhao came in and raised his eyebrows when he saw her sitting on the bed in a daze.
He stood beside her, looking down at her.
What was she thinking, so obsessed with thinking
"Song Wuyou, go to the hospital to change the medicine, and then eat." Gu Yanhao said.
"..." Song Wuyou didn't respond.
"What are you thinking?" Gu Yanhao suddenly wanted to know her inner world.
"..."
Gu Yanhao frowned, his eyes were dark, thinking so fascinated
"Song Wuyou!" Gu Yanhao raised his voice a little.
"..."
She was thinking about something, so obsessed with thinking, she ignored her own words.
Feeling left out, very uncomfortable.
Gu Yanhao tapped Song Wuyou on the forehead.
Strength, not light.
Song Wuyou finally came to his senses.
She touched her sore forehead, raised her face, and stared at Gu Yanhao displeasedly: "Why hit me?"
Gu Yanhao looked at her coldly: "Do I know how much I have talked to you?"
Song Wuyou smiled sarcastically, "I didn't ask you to talk to me. You clearly saw me thinking about life, and you still talk to me. Is it boring?"
Gu Yanhao raised his eyebrows, his eyes were deep, "Thinking about life?"
Song Wuyou looked at him provocatively: "Can't you?"