Therefore, she never blamed Sister Murong.

On the contrary, she only feels like a normal person when she is with Sister Murong.

Only Sister Murong will not treat her with the surface and behind her because of her father’s identity.

But Sister Murong has been dead for many years.

Since her, no one has cared about her or taught her.

Even the father of the president has never really taught her to be a human being.

No matter what mistake she made, her father would smile and say to her that it was okay.

Only this time.

Because of her relationship, the cooperation between her father and the Mo tribe was ruined.

The first time she saw her father get such a big temper.

Mu Qianqian's eyes trembled slightly.

Facing Bai Ranran's eagerness and longing for a bit of true love, she was speechless.

So, does anyone still remember who he was?

She thought that three years later, Murong Qian had been forgotten.

"Isn't it?" Seeing that she didn't say anything, a trace of loneliness flashed through Bai Ranran's eyes.

Yes, this little girl is younger than herself.

Sister Murong has been dead for a long time.

She couldn't know her.

"What are you going to find Master Ye?" Mu Qianqian stared at her with a narrow eyes.

"Hey, are you willing to tell us the whereabouts of Lord Ye?"

Bai Ranran exclaimed softly, and hope rekindled on her face.

As long as you find that handsome man and sincerely admit your mistake, he has a lot of them, and you should forgive them for their previous rudeness.

She didn't want her father to lose the position of president because of this.

Sometimes, she relies on her father's identity as president and shows off her power.

But sometimes, she hates her father's identity even more.

She has lost her mother since she was a child.

The only father has been busy with the Alchemist Association.

Sometimes she feels that the identity of the president is more important than her daughter.

But when she saw her father being furious, yelling at her, and even looking ferocious, she was scared...

She didn't want her father to become what she was afraid of.

I would rather he keep smiling.

When I think about it, I pampered her and gave her enough money and wealth.

At least that way, my father would not make her feel scary.

Although that kind of pampering made her feel empty and lonely!

But for so many years, I have been doing this way, right?

Thinking of Sister Murong, Bai Ranran suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"Miss Mu!" Bai Changfeng also looked over with hope.

"He has returned to the Mo tribe. As for where the Mo tribe is, I don't know!" Mu Qianqian said helplessly.

The expression on Bai Changfeng's face instantly became extremely ugly again.

Saying it means not saying it.

If he knew where the Hidden Mo Clan was, he would go directly to find it himself.

"Ranran, why don't you kneel down and apologize to this girl Ling'er!"

Bai Changfeng turned around and shouted at Bai Ranran again.

Bai Ranran was frightened and her body shrank.

He bit his lip and looked at Mo Ling'er with grievance.

"Miss Ling'er, I'm sorry, I'm wrong. You'll be fine if you want to beat or punish. Please don't be angry anymore!"

Bai Ranran knelt down in humiliation.

One, two, three...

Tears rolled down like broken beads.

The little head hung low on his chest, wishing he could drill into the soil.

Fu Ziyan, who was standing beside him, was stunned and messy in the wind!

Is this still the domineering and domineering Bai Ranran he knows?

She actually really kneeled down!

There is also the president in front of him who asked his daughter to kneel down and apologize...

He felt that his views were refreshed again.

Mo Ling'er, who was caught off guard, jumped away from the side.

Dai's eyebrows frowned, and a hint of displeasure flashed across her face: "Get up quickly, I don't need to kneel down!"

She was a little disgusted with the president of the Alchemist Association.

Looking at Bai Ranran, he couldn't help but feel a little sympathy.

"Miss Ling'er, Ranran has made mistakes first. She has hit you. If you have anything wrong with her, just give her anger!"

Bai Changfeng said to Mo Ling'er and with caution.

The look of compliment and pleasing and cautious made Mu Qianqian next to him frown.

Bai Ranran, who was kneeling on the ground, had his head lowered.

The fists in the sleeves are clenched, and the nails are embedded in the flesh.

"It was not Miss Ranran that day who hit me, but you, the president, you, so this apology has no meaning!"

Mo Ling'er wrapped her hands around her chest and looked at Bai Changfeng with playful eyes.

Such a person is really...

Being a father is better than not being a father as him!

Bai Changfeng's expression stagnated!

He never expected that Mo Ling'er would have answered this.

He was frozen there, his face looked a little ugly.

"Why, the president is unwilling to apologize? For example, if you kneel down and kowtow to me and beg for mercy, maybe when I am happy, I will ask my second uncle to agree to the cooperation with you."

Mo Ling'er had an evil smile on the corner of her lips.

Didn’t you just ask your daughter to kneel down and kneel down very actively?

Why is it my turn to be so procrastinating?

More and more people were watching around.

Pointed at this side.

Bai Changfeng's face is blue and white...

After being the president of the Alchemist Association for so many years, he is glorious and respected.

I've long been accustomed to being above.

Now let him give up his face and kowtow to a teenage girl in his teenage girl on the street to beg for mercy...

That would be more trampling on dignity than slapping him in the face directly!

Bai Chengfeng stood there with a gloomy face so much that he wished he could drip out: "Miss Ling'er, do you really want to make things difficult for me?"

Mo Ling'er suddenly smiled angry.

"Didn't you come up with the request to kneel down?"

"I'm just cooperating with you!"

"Why, your daughter can kneel. It's your turn, but your knees are more expensive?"

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To be continued...