"Dad has already had the dress you'll wear at the party delivered. They're all custom-made by famous designers, so pick one carefully. As for the rest, it won't be too late to figure it out after Dad introduces you to everyone at the party."
When Gu Xuaner heard that the dress had arrived, her heart almost flew away.
Then I heard Han Liguo mention that he wanted to introduce her to everyone.
She couldn't help but begin to imagine herself wearing a beautiful dress, appearing at the banquet, attracting the attention of all the guests.
At that time, she will definitely become the focus of the audience.
The banquet hosted by the Grand Marshal of Hanli State must be attended by the top guests in all of China.
At that time, I wonder how many young talents would be attracted by her beautiful appearance.
Thinking of this, the smile in Gu Xuaner's eyes became more profound.
"Dad, thank you... You are such a good dad to me!" Gu Xuan'er was so excited that she couldn't suppress her inner joy.
She wanted to please Han Liguo, so she took the initiative to put her arms around Han Liguo's neck.
He leaned over and pressed against Han Liguo's face, which had been chiseled by a knife and an axe.
However, before she got close to Han Liguo, Gu Xuaner felt something hit her face hard.
Before she could react, a heavy force pushed her backwards.
Gu Xuaner took several steps back and only stopped when her heels touched the wall.
"Dad—?" Gu Xuan'er stroked her face, looking confused.
Her right cheek was burning with pain, as if it had been hit hard by something.
A cold light flashed in Han Liguo's cold eyes, but it quickly disappeared.
"Dad is not used to being close to people." He stroked his right wrist with his left hand, seeming a little annoyed, "I'm sorry Xuan'er, this is a conditioned reflex from years of military service, Dad was too harsh."
Only then did Gu Xuaner suddenly realize that the slap on her face just now was not her illusion.
Han Liguo actually reached out and slapped her face away when she wanted to get close to him.
"Xuan'er, don't be angry with Dad. This is just a physical stress response. Go and try on the clothes first. If you want to match the jewelry, tell Uncle Zhao. Dad will call Huo Jingyan now and teach him a lesson for you. As for Yue Xinluo you mentioned, Dad will clean up for you after the banquet."
Hearing Han Liguo's promise, Gu Xuaner, who had been a little sad just now, immediately burst into laughter.
"Okay, then I'll go try on the dress first. Dad, you can't forget your promise, don't lie to Xuan'er!"
Han Liguo smiled and nodded, watching Gu Xuaner leave.
The face that originally had a faint smile gradually became gloomy.
An iron-blooded, murderous aura gradually covered Han Liguo's handsome face with a hideous scar.
He took off his dark gloves with a cold look and held the pair in his hands.
Then, with an expression of disgust, he wiped the arms, elbows and collar that Gu Xuaner had touched.
After a moment, he threw the pair of dark gloves he often used into the trash can without hesitation.
"You don't know your own limitations—" After taking a look at the discarded gloves, Han Liguo said these four words coldly.
*
The next day, Mr. Lu enthusiastically took Xinluo to the hospital.
On the way back to the hospital, Mr. Lu was unusually silent.
Xinluo found it funny, squeezed the man's hand, and deliberately asked him, "Why, don't you like your daughter?"
The baby in her belly has been checked and is three months old. For now, it seems to be a girl.
But what I mean is that if the pregnancy is not accurate at three months, you can check it again at five months.
But Xinluo felt that there was no need to investigate further, as the child must be a daughter.
Because that man wanted to have a daughter so much.
His belief probably moved God. (To be continued)