He Daqiang didn't know why the other party showed him the photo, but he nodded quickly and said, "Yes, it's my daughter, He Xiaoya. Are you looking for her?"
Seeing that He Daqiang admitted that the photo was He Xiaoya, the other party's tense expression instantly relaxed. He looked down at He Daqiang and turned to walk to the car parked at the front.
The man raised his hand and gently knocked on the car window. The car window slowly rolled down, and then He Daqiang saw the man whisper something to the window, and the car door was opened from the inside.
Then, He Daqiang saw a man so handsome that it took his breath away walk out of the car.
The man was quite tall, and his figure was so slender that it looked like a gust of wind could blow him away. His face was so fair that it was almost transparent, and only his lips were light pink.
Like the others, the man wore black sunglasses and stepped on a pair of leather shoes that were so bright that they could almost see He Daqiang's dark red cheeks. He walked step by step to He Daqiang.
The man's fingers were long and fair, as if they were carved out of the best mutton fat jade. He held the photo that the man showed He Daqiang and said, "This person is your daughter?"
The man looked weak, but the moment he opened his mouth, his voice was as cold as ice, causing He Daqiang's body to tremble even more.
He Daqiang gulped and nodded quickly. "Yes, she is my daughter. He Xiaoya, are you looking for her?"
"Can you help me ask her to come out?"
It was clearly a request, but the man made it sound like an order.
But in He Daqiang's ears, all of this sounded very natural. He Daqiang quickly nodded to show that he understood and rushed to the house.
Jiujiu, who had just poked her head out of the kitchen, was dragged out by He Daqiang by the arm.
Yes, because he was frightened by the people outside, He Daqiang was like a bird startled by the twang of a bow. The only thought in his mind was to get Jiujiu out as soon as possible in exchange for his safety.
After all, this group of people took Jiujiu's photo and asked for Jiujiu. The sooner he handed over Jiujiu, the better.
Although Jiujiu had been able to eat her fill almost every day for the past two weeks, He Xiaoya's body was too weak. Moreover, she had been exercising a lot every day and had consumed too much energy, so her weight was about the same as He Xiaoya's before. Therefore, He Daqiang was able to drag her to the door like a mop.
He Daqiang quickly pulled Jiujiu out and pushed Jiujiu to the man. He pointed at Jiujiu and said to the man, "This is my daughter, He Xiaoya."
He Daqiang spoke very quickly, and Jiujiu actually heard a hint of joy in his words.
Hearing that He Daqiang said that Jiujiu was He Xiaoya, the man was willing to move his eyes to Jiujiu.
However, the moment he saw Jiujiu, the man's eyebrows instantly furrowed. Especially when he saw Jiujiu's face, which was a little red from working outside for a long time, his face twisted a little.
The man raised his hand to take off his sunglasses. He frowned and looked at Jiujiu carefully for a long time. Then, he picked up the photo and looked at it carefully for a long time. After confirming that Jiujiu was the one he was looking for, Bai Jing's face turned a little dark.
Obviously, the person he was looking for was Jiujiu, but the person in his mind was not Jiujiu at this moment.
At least, Bai Jing's face was not dark and red.
When the man was looking at Jiujiu, Jiujiu was also looking at the man.
The man was very tall, and his body was so thin that it seemed that a gust of wind could blow him down. His skin was so pale that it was almost transparent in the sun. If it weren't for the fact that he could stand directly in the sun, Jiujiu would almost think that he was a vampire.
The man stood in front of Jiujiu like a cypress tree. He lowered his head and looked at Jiujiu carefully. After a long time, he asked, "Are you He Xiaoya?"
Jiujiu nodded, "I am He Xiaoya. Who are you?"
When he saw Jiujiu, the man thought that Jiujiu was like an ordinary girl in a mountain village, timid and shy. When she saw a stranger, she would be too scared to speak.
However, when Jiujiu spoke, his understanding was shattered. Not only was Jiujiu not shy, but she was also very open and generous. It was really a pleasant surprise.
And Jiujiu's response reminded the man of some pleasant memories. The corners of his mouth curled up in joy, "I am Mo Yuan."
"Mo Yuan?"
Jiujiu looked at the man in front of her who called himself Mo Yuan.
Because He Xiaoya could not get Mo Yuan in her life, in He Xiaoya's memory, Mo Yuan's appearance was very blurry. Jiujiu tried very hard, but could only see a tall and blurry person's appearance.
It could be said that this was the first time that Jiujiu saw Mo Yuan's appearance clearly and directly.
Jiujiu thought that even if Mo Yuan inherited his father's business, he would need to be at least thirty years old to reach that level. However, now it seemed that Mo Yuan was at most twenty-five years old. Mo Yuan's appearance was much younger than Jiujiu had imagined.
When he saw Jiujiu's appearance, Mo Yuan was very disappointed.
The person he was looking for had a unique appearance. She had a noble and elegant temperament, and her skin was as white as snow. She was an existence that outshone the moon and put the flowers to shame.
However, Jiujiu's facial features were eighty percent similar to He Daqiang's, but her skin was the same as He Daqiang's. It was dark red and extremely ugly. It dragged down her pretty face by five points.
However, when he heard Jiujiu call his name in a familiar tone, Mo Yuan's eyes instantly reddened.
It had been hundreds of years. He had not heard anyone call his name in hundreds of years.
In order to hide the tears in his eyes, Mo Yuan put on his sunglasses again. He turned his head to look at the housekeeper standing beside him. He raised his hand and pointed at Jiujiu. "Take her away."
When she heard that Mo Yuan was going to take her away, Jiujiu immediately took two steps back. She turned her head to look at He Daqiang, who was standing at the side like a cowering little mouse. She called out, "Dad."
If a normal person heard that someone was going to take their child away, they would immediately rush up and protect their child behind them like an old mother hen. They would then question the other party's right to take their child away.
However, He Daqiang did not have any feelings for He Xiaoya. In his heart, He Xiaoya's only use was to serve his family like a cow and horse. In the future, she would be sold for a good price to get money for his son, He Fugui.
Now, the people who wanted to take Jiujiu away were obviously not friendly. Moreover, they were all dressed in black suits and looked like martial artists. He Daqiang was just an honest mountain farmer. Compared to them, he was clearly an egg smashing against a rock.
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