"Okay." Fourteen nodded. In fact, even if she didn't say anything, he still wanted to tell the whole world.

"And..." Wanxing raised her head, "Can you take off the mask on my face? I want to restore my own face. I don't like the face I have now."

"Of course, they know your face anyway," Fourteen said, reaching out to touch her face, and suddenly whispered, "I also said that I like you the way you are, you are beautiful."

Wanxing turned away and did not answer.

Fourteen seemed to really miss her previous appearance. He stood up and asked the dead man to bring potions and tools, and then called the imperial doctor.

In less than thirty minutes, the human skin mask was removed from Wanxing's face.

The maid handed over the gold-rimmed bronze mirror——

Wanxing raised her eyes and looked at her face in the mirror, feeling as if she was in another world.

This is her own face...

On the side, the maid exclaimed, "Miss Bei, it turns out you are so beautiful!"

When they saw Wanxing's face before, they thought she was just pretty, but they didn't expect that she was wearing a human skin mask. Her real face was indeed pretty and charming.

No wonder the President falls in love with her...

Fourteen stared at Bei Wanxing's fair and delicate face, with a smile on his lips. He leaned down and kissed her cheek.

Wanxing clenched her palms and lowered her eyes calmly.

Fourteen wanted to continue hugging her, but the subordinate's voice came from outside, "Mr. President, there is an emergency."

"I'll be back with you later." Fourteen rubbed Wanxing's hair, stood up and walked out. He heard her say behind him, "Do you have a photo of my son?"

Fourteen steps paused.

"Didn't you say he was killed in the bombing?" Wanxing stared at his back and summoned up the courage to ask, "Have you ever taken a photo of him? Can you... show it to me?"

Fourteen didn't answer and walked straight out.

"Watch Miss Bei, if anything happens to her, I will kill you."

"Yes, Mr. President."

Wanxing sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her face in the mirror, and the scenes after she first met Mo Yaochen appeared in her mind...

…………

Palace, drawing room.

A man in a brown coat was sitting there. He looked about forty or fifty years old. He had a decent appearance and exuded a military aura.

As soon as Fourteen came in, the man stood up immediately and said, "Hello, Mr. President, I am the director of the CIA, and my name is Bossy."

"Hello." Fourteen smiled as if he were saying hello. Before he could continue speaking, Bossi said first, "Can you let them all go out? I have something to tell you."

Fourteen raised his eyebrows and waved everyone to go down first.

After the door of the living room was closed, Fourteen sat down and said, "Tell me, Minister Bossi, what's the matter?"

Percy stared at him deeply, and after a while he suddenly took out a document bag from his pocket.

Inside was a family photo and a paternity test.

"More than twenty years ago, my wife and I gave birth to a pair of twin boys, but they were stolen by a group of vicious people," Percy said in a low voice but clearly. "We searched for a long, long time, and then we

I know that the leader of this group of gangsters is named Xie Yanghua. He established a child killer base and used the resources of the Mo family to recruit many people to work for him..."

Fourteen's eyes moved to the family photo, and his pupils shrank violently.

Bossi continued, "Later, the children's base was destroyed and all the children ran away. Xie Yanghua was dead by then. Later, Mo Nanjue took over the American Zangmen, and we learned that his daughter was
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