The middle-aged man looked at Moji in surprise, then at Qiao Rong, closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them suddenly, and looked at Qiao Rong seriously, with a majestic look on his face.

Chen Fang was no less surprised than a middle-aged man. Her pretty eyes flickered, with a hint of mockery and a hint of disdain. The little kid in front of her was wearing cheap clothes bought from the market. She had a thin face and was probably only sixteen or seventeen years old.

He is about 20 years old. Although he is tall and burly, this is not a rural area and people need to work in the fields and do hard work. How can he compare with his nephew?

Several guests wearing camouflage uniforms present looked at me, and I looked at you, and thought to themselves: How come these father and daughter have the same virtues, they both like to find younger people.

The most embarrassing one was Qiao Rong. How could she describe the hatred in her heart at this moment? The only word she could use was helpless. She invited him here, and she also asked her to call her father.

It was just a slip of the tongue. Stubbornness is her character, and she has never had the habit of being humble to anyone for anything, and it is still the same today. Although she knew that it was inappropriate for Moji to call "Dad", her look at the middle-aged man was still

So determined and uncompromising.

Moji now wanted to hit the wall. He recognized his father in a daze, but he didn't know whether he would like it or not. The moment he walked in, he felt right. The development of things was beyond his control. What should happen next?

How do you face it? How do you feel when you are not sure about something? Can you still be confident?

A middle-aged man named Qiao Dongsheng is Qiao Rong's biological father and the leader of a certain regiment of the special operations force. Yu Chenfang is his current wife, twenty-five years old this year, and Qiao Rong's stepmother. Having watched her daughter grow up, naturally,

I know her character well. It can be seen from my daughter's stubborn face that she still will not give in today.

Just call him. Although the little boy in front of him is not well-dressed, he is tall and tall. Although his face is a little thin, he can still be called handsome. Wasn't his father also from a poor family when he was young? Besides, today

It's my birthday, and there are several subordinates here. How can I spoil everyone's interest?

Thinking like this, Qiao Dongsheng's tense face slowly relaxed. He ignored Qiao Rong, took Moji's hand, and said, "Let's go eat."

Qiao Rong looked at her father in surprise. She was ready for a storm of scolding, but there was no one, not even a word of blame. This was not his usual style.

Yu Chenfang watched the two of them walking hand in hand to the dining table with worry. What happened to the donkey? Why didn't he have any donkey temper today?

Moji was the only one who complained secretly. He accepted a cheap father, even if he didn't get a red envelope, he still had to accept such a secret test.

When Qiao Dongsheng took his hand and walked to the dining table, he felt the strength of the hand holding his gradually getting stronger and stronger. How could the leader of the special forces team not have two brushes? Moji knew this

Maybe it was a temptation or warning he sent to himself. How could a man escape from such a moment? So he slowly used Qigong to relieve force. On the surface, both of them were smiling.

When he came to the dining table, Qiao Dongsheng let go of Moji's hand, looked at him with a hint of surprise, pointed to the seat next to him and said, "Sit here."

Qiao Rong was surprised again. Most people were not qualified to sit in that seat. Did his father really regard him as his son-in-law? Thinking of this, her pretty face couldn't help but blush, feeling shy for her boldness. For a little kid,

He hasn't grown any hair yet. I thought to myself, and couldn't help but look at Moji again. At this time, he looked much more pleasing to the eye.

Qiao Dongsheng asked his subordinates to sit down and introduced Mo Ji one by one: political commissar Liu Haotian, and the three deputy regimental leaders Ma Yu, Gao Xiang, and Luo Minhang. Then he ordered Yu Chenfang to serve the dishes.

The four guests were very impressed when they saw that a crisis was resolved by Qiao Dongsheng invisibly. To be honest, although Qiao Dongsheng has a bad temper, his skills are unmatched in the whole group, and he is also unmatched in leading troops.

One set after another makes people work hard for it.

The blood of soldiers is hot, not ordinary hot, but boiling hot. After six people drank six bottles of Maotai, their voices were dozens of decibels louder, and the noise was probably no more than that.

Mo Ji had stayed in Mo Yelu's hotel, and sometimes he was dragged to accompany guests with drinks, so he knew that there were profound things involved in drinking. As a junior, he should take the initiative to toast to his elders. He stood up,

Raising glasses with both hands, Yu Chenfang and his wife said to Qiao Dongsheng: "Uncle and aunt, I wish you good health and good luck every year."

Qiao Dongsheng said as if he was deliberately making fun of him: "Huh? Why don't you call me daddy?" Although he was talking to Moji, his eyes were looking at Qiao Rong.

Qiao Rong was chewing a chicken drumstick in her mouth at this time. She glanced at her father angrily, looked at Moji and muttered: "Scream, what are you afraid of? If you like, just call daddy as many times as you like." This ghost.

Girl, when have you ever been soft?

Mo Ji is not an ordinary fool, he is really stupid. At this time, he did not notice that the father and daughter were secretly fighting, but he even timidly shouted: "Dad, please drink."

Qiao Dongsheng was also stunned, and then he burst into laughter and said, "Okay, let's drink!" He immediately downed a glass of Moutai, and Yu Chenfang said "oh" in a neither salty nor bland manner.

Today, this unexpected son-in-law really shocked him a lot.

Generally, the subordinates who came to his home were cautious and obedient. It was not easy for a young man like him to not feel any stage fright in such a strange environment. Later, Qiao

Dongsheng held his hand again and slowly increased the force to 80%. Moji could still move freely without any discomfort or pain on his face. This surprised Qiao Dongsheng. Not many people in the special team could bear it.

It took eight percent of his strength, but the young man in front of him did it without showing off. He couldn't help but look at him with admiration, and gradually became more interested in the little boy next to him. For so many years, he has been looking forward to having a son like him.

The same dragon travels thousands of miles and gallops on the battlefield. Today he may have seen a little bit of hope. From the moment he opened his mouth to call himself dad, a complicated emotion lingered in his heart.

While Qiao Dongsheng was still thinking about it, Moji had already raised his glass to the political commissar Liu Haotian. Since the master had already acquiesced to this son-in-law, no matter how big his opinions were, he must drink this glass of wine.

"Uncle Liu, please take good care of me in the future." Moji said politely.

Liu Haotian is a ghost and an elf, and he is also engaged in political work. He is best at singing in any play in any mountain. He said jokingly: "My niece-in-law, you are amazing, you are amazing."
Chapter completed!