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Chapter 981 Ye Jiaqi, you have the ability

In the end, she had no way out and her back was against the cold wall.

Qiao Sinian strode over, and his leather shoes fell on the ground, making a steady sound.

The steps settled in front of her.

"I've grown my skills." He looked at her with deep eyes, "What did you promise Yao Zhi?"

Ye Jiaqi pressed his hands against the wall, his eyes dodged, and he did not dare to face his eyes.

It seems that he got it.

"Nothing." Ye Jiaqi denied.

"It's nothing? You're really worth a lot of face when you ask the Minister of State Security to find someone." Qiao Sinian couldn't believe her nonsense.

"It's nothing, it's nothing. I was interviewing at Beijing University and happened to meet Professor Yao, so I was just a good match."

"You just want to find your biological father?"

Qiao Sinian took another step forward, and he was very close to her.

With four eyes facing each other, there was a cold light in his eyes, without a trace of temperature.

Ye Jiaqi had already felt the chill and aura emitted from his body.

"Um."

"I said, he's dead."

"I don't believe it." Ye Jiaqi looked at him, "Since you said he was dead, then tell me where is his cemetery? What's his name? And, can you return the things you found in Rongcheng to me?"

"Ye Jiaqi, do you really want to know? Huh?"

"Yes, you may not understand this feeling. I have no relatives in this world, and suddenly I have a dad. Do you know how much I care?"

"If you don't have relatives, why do you take me seriously? You haven't taken me seriously in the past twelve years, right?" Qiao Sinian looked at her coldly.

"You are the Lord, I am the servant." She never dared to treat him as a relative.

"Ye Jiaqi, if you have the ability, I can't do anything to you. Come on, I want to know who your father is, right? Let me tell you." Qiao Sinian's tone was extremely cold.

Ye Jiaqi's heart skipped a beat, and she saw red bloodshots and anger in Qiao Sinian's eyes.

Who is her father...?

Fear and panic rose in her heart, and at this moment, she was panicked.

The palms and back are covered with sweat, blood flows back, and breathing is rapid.

She was so angry that she didn't dare to breathe.

Qiao Sinian's tall body pressed down, and the familiar fragrance of sunken wood wrapped around her nose.

He didn't wear a tie today, and he unbuttoned one of the buttons on the collar of his shirt, revealing a piece of wheat-colored skin.

Ye Jiaqi held his breath and did not dare to say anything.

In the big watery eyes, there was a panic like a deer bumping around.

Qiao Sinian suddenly saw a photo pinching on her hand and pulling out her arm with her big hand.

Ye Jiaqi was pulled violently and threw herself into Qiao Sinian's arms!

The next second, the photo in his hand was snatched away by Qiao Sinian.

Seeing the young man in the photo, Qiao Sinian's face became even heavier.

"Give me the photo back." Ye Jiaqi begged.

Qiao Sinian didn't say a word, and raised her hand and tore the black and white photo to pieces.

The debris fell on the ground like snowflakes.

Ye Jiaqi was a little broken, and punched his chest with his fist, cried, and tears flowed—

"Why are you tearing my photos? Why are you always like this..."

"Don't you want to know who your father is? That's right, this person in the photo is your biological father." Qiao Sinian said coldly.

Ye Jiaqi raised his red eyes: "You know everything?"
Chapter completed!
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