"The dress you wore at the banquet has already been sent by your father. They are all custom-made by famous masters. You can choose one carefully. As for the rest, everything will wait for your father to introduce you to everyone at the banquet, so don't worry about it." Late."
When Gu Xuan'er heard that the dress had arrived, her heart almost flew up.
Then I heard Han Liguo mention that she was going to be introduced to everyone.
She couldn't help but start to fantasize about herself wearing a beautiful dress and appearing at the banquet, attracting the attention of all the guests.
At that time, she will definitely become the focus of the audience.
As for the banquet held by Marshal Han Li himself, the top guests in the entire Hua Kingdom must be present.
At that time, I don't know how many young talents will see her unparalleled beauty.
Thinking of this, the smile in Gu Xuan'er's eyes became more profound.
"Dad, thank you...you are really my good father!" Gu Xuan'er couldn't restrain the joy in her heart when she got excited.
She wanted to please Hanliguo, so she took the initiative to put her arms around Hanliguo's neck.
He leaned over and faced Han Li Guo's chiseled face, and pressed it against it.
However, before being close to the Han Li Country, Gu Xuan'er felt that something had slapped her cheek hard.
Before she had time to react, a heavy force pushed her back.
Gu Xuan'er took several steps back, her heels touched the wall, and she barely stopped.
"Dad—?" Gu Xuan'er caressed her face, looking confused.
Her right cheek was in hot pain, as if she had been slapped hard by something.
A gleam of coldness flashed in Han Liguo's deep and cold eyes, but it was quickly put away again.
"Father is not used to being close to people." He stroked his right wrist with his left hand, seemingly annoyed, "I'm sorry, Xuan'er, this is a conditioned reflex from years of service in the army, and my father has played hard."
Only then did Gu Xuan'er suddenly realize that the slap on her face just now was not her hallucination.
Han Liguo reached out and slapped her face away when she wanted to get closer.
"Xuan'er, don't be angry with Dad. It's just a physical stress response. Go obediently and try on the clothes first, and tell Uncle Zhao if you want to match it with jewelry. Dad will call Huo Jingyan now and teach him a lesson for you." Pause. As for the Yue Xinluo you mentioned, when the banquet is over, Dad will clean it up for you himself."
Hearing Han Liguo's promise, Gu Xuan'er, who was a little sad just now, immediately burst into laughter.
"Okay, then I'll try on the dress first. Dad, don't forget your promise, don't lie to Xuan'er!"
Han Liguo smiled and nodded, watching Gu Xuan'er leave.
The face that was originally smiling slightly became gloomy.
The aura of iron blood and chill gradually covered Han Liguo's handsome face with hideous scars.
He took off the dark gloves with a cold expression, and held the gloves in his hands.
Then, with a disgusted expression, she wiped the arms, elbows, and collar that Gu Xuan'er had touched.
After a while, he threw the usual dark gloves into the trash can without hesitation.
"Overestimating one's abilities—" Looking at the discarded gloves for the last time, these four words popped out coldly from Han Liguo's mouth.
The next day, Master Lu took Xin Luo to the hospital in high spirits.
On the way back to the hospital, Lord Lu fell silent for a rare time.
Xin Luo thought it was funny, squeezed the man's hand, and asked him intentionally, "Why, you don't like your daughter?"
The baby in her womb has been checked, and it is three months old, and the girl in trouble is temporarily found.
But it means that the three-month reading is not accurate, and it can be checked again in five months.
But Xin Luo felt that there was no need to investigate further, this child must be a daughter.
Because that man wanted to have a daughter so much.
His faith probably also moved God.