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Tan Shaoning could not describe his mood at this moment.

What did Tan Laohu say? He said that scum, why could he give birth to such a good daughter?

this……

No one can choose their own origins or their own parents, right?

No matter how angry you are, you can't choose to draw.

If he can choose, who is willing to choose a scumbag as his father, just like if he wants to choose, well... cough, he will forget it. If he really wants to choose, he might still choose to talk about the father Tiger.

After all, talking about tigers is really not a scumbag.

He just...

Forget it, don't talk about him!

"Do you remember my mobile phone password?" Tan Laohu said.

Tan Shaoning frowned, "It's still the same one? 92o11o?"

"Yes." Tan Laohu nodded, "I have been doing this for so many years, and all my passwords are all here. Only you and your brother know. Others ask them to guess, but they can't even guess them even if they die. Do you know why?"

"Why? Does this password have any special meaning?" Tan Shaoning had guessed before.

Whose birthday is this password? It is combined after the birthday is broken?

He once thought that the password was related to his real mother. After all, at that time, he thought that Tanhu had true love for his real mother.

But no matter how he guessed it wrong, he gave up. Perhaps it was just a string of meaningless numbers.

But now it seems that this string of numbers is probably related to Aunt Ji.

Tan Shaoning thought for a while and suddenly said, "Is this the day you met Aunt Ji?"

"That's right." Tan Zheng Yue nodded, "I'm still very smart. I'm worthy of being my son, and I inherited your IQ."

Tan Shaoning rolled his eyes directly, "You have made the clues so obvious. If I can't guess it, it's stupid!"

Tan Zheng Yue smiled heartily, "That's right. Since you guessed this time, you might as well guess who the daughter of the painting is."

"..." Tan Shaoning was speechless.

But then, his brows frowned.

"92o11o, you and Aunt Ji met around January 1o, 1992. How many days did you have with Aunt Ji? Anyway, it was almost the same days in January. If at that time, you and Aunt Ji had a husband and wife, and Aunt Ji was very coincidental to be pregnant..."

Tan Shaoning's eyes suddenly widened, "If Aunt Ji had been pregnant at that time, she would have been pregnant for ten months, and she might have been a few days earlier or a few days earlier. It was almost mid-November, and she would have given birth!"

Tan Shaoning stood up suddenly, too anxious, so that he almost brought down the chair. He stared at Tan Zheng Yue in disbelief, "The birthday of painting is November 11, 1992!"

Tan Shaoning suddenly looked at Tan Zheng Yue, "You, you... you... you..."

"Is it your daughter in painting?"

"Drawing is your daughter!"

Tan Shaoning was so scared that he sat down. He had just stood up and brought aside, so when he sat down, he didn't sit on the ground...

"Don't be so surprised." Tan Zheng Yue looked old and even quite proud, "Except me,

Who can give birth to such a good daughter in painting! That IQ, method and courage are obvious to me! The tiger father has no dog daughter, the old saying is true!”

When Zheng Yue talked about it, he became more and more excited, and his face turned red with excitement.

"I investigate Qingqing, of course it is impossible to go beyond painting. However, the child's files of painting are very confidential. All I found are half-true and half-false files published to the public, and the real files cannot be seen at all."

"It doesn't matter. If you are interested in checking, you can always find something. After all, this child is so good at painting, and everything is great. Now the Internet is more advanced, and she also has many admirers who record her deeds..."

"Qingqing really gave birth to a good daughter for me!"

The voice of Zheng Yue was full of sternness, and it was really annoying to look at it!

Tan Shaoning sneered, "You are so sure that the painting is your daughter? Did you do it? At least in terms of appearance, I don't think painting looks like you at all! And... And in that era, it was normal to have a baby ten days and half a month earlier or ten days and half a month later. After Aunt Ji was taken away by the scumbag... Aunt Ji was so beautiful, and the scumbag took it back to be a wife. Will he let Aunt Ji go? Humph, no matter who the father of the painting is, she cannot change her excellence. On the contrary, don't be too self-indulgent!"

Tan Laohu's face turned dark in an instant.

The strong and powerful slap was placed on the dressing table in front of you, and the bottles and jars on the dressing table instantly fell over the table and rolled all over the floor.

He scolded Tan Shaoning, "You little boy won't say something nice, right? Let me tell you, don't test DNA, painting is my daughter, the daughter that Qingqing gave birth to me!"

"Haha, what if that's right?" Tan Shaoning sneered.

Tan Zheng Yue said without hesitation, "No! I said yes!"

Tan Shaoning pursed his lips, "Why would you go and test a DNA?"

"No!" Tan Zheng Yue refused decisively, "I don't care who the other half of the blood she shed is. I only care that half of the blood on her is Qingqing! That's my daughter!"

Tan Shaoning was silent for a while, but still snorted, "You are self-indulgent. You are rushing to be your father, but they are not rushing to be your daughter. If it were someone else, I would be eager to curry favor with Tan Laohu immediately. No matter whether it is your own father, stepfather, godfather, it's okay, but that's painting! They don't care about it!"

"You kid don't make me angry, you're really unwilling to accept it!"

"I'm just reminding you of the facts."

"Hmph." Tan Zheng Yue was so angry that he was breathing heavily. He sat on the chair and didn't speak for a long time, looking a little upset.

After a while, he looked at Tan Shaoning again with a smile on his face, "Little boy, I bought some gifts for painting. Please help me see if it is suitable and see if she likes it or not? Or tell me what she likes! I'll buy it again!"

"Hehe." Tan Shaoning sneered.

"Don't be so distant, just treat it as helping you again? Your happiness is all on you. Do you have the heart to see you still be a bachelor at such age?" Tan Zheng Yue said, and even gave himself a cry of bitterness. "Eighteen years, 18 years, how many eighteen years can you have in your life! Do you have the heart to see you get stuck in this level? Do you have the heart to?"

Tan Shaoning's face was so dark.

Why didn’t he know that Zheng Yue actually has this talent in acting!

But can you not open your eyes through your fingers while pretending to cry, and sneak a glance at me?

The whole old fox is so good at winning people's sympathy.
Chapter completed!