Song Zhen immediately looked back.

There is nothing behind me, so how can there be a "Dad"?

Xiaohong did see Huo Yunzhou, but the figure flashed by and jumped directly into the invisible door where Xiaolan was.

Before her little head could think deeply, two strings of tears of grievance suddenly welled up in her big round eyes.

"Why did I talk, Mom..."

"I shouldn't be talking! Doesn't that mean I lost to Xiao Lan? Woo woo..."

"Xiao Lan will definitely not call me sister anymore... woooo——"

Xiaohong cried more and more sadly and screamed loudly.

For a moment, both Madam Jin and Song Zhen were stunned, especially Song Zhen, who was caught off guard.

Song Zhen hugged Xiaohong and comforted her, "Don't cry, Xiaohong. If Xiaolan doesn't call you sister, you can call him brother, right? You two are still good siblings!"

After hearing this, Xiaohong cried even louder.

Song Zhen was extremely anxious. She also wanted to verify whether the "Huo Yunzhou" who she felt was a little bit abnormal from the beginning to the end was the real person!

As a result, he was entangled by his crying daughter and couldn't get away.

Mrs. Jin covered her mouth and laughed secretly, thinking: This president's wife turned out to be a new mother...

She had some experience in coaxing babies. Seeing Xiaohong crying so heartbreakingly, the old lady said lovingly and caringly, "Can I hold her?"

Song Zhen hesitated for a moment, but finally put the little red cub into Madam Jin's arms.

Mrs. Jin took Xiao Hong and gently stroked her round head, coaxing her: "Good baby, don't cry, we have a lot of fun here, what do you want to play?"

"I don't want to play, woo woo..."

"So what do you want to eat? Now that you can talk, you should be able to eat a lot of things. Do you like donuts?"

"Donut?"

Xiaohong suddenly thought of the cake she had secretly eaten in the hotel last night. She still remembered the sweet taste. She quickly wiped away her tears and tilted her head to ask:

“Where are the donuts?”

Madam Jin immediately gave the servant a look.

Ten seconds later, the servant came over with a small plate with a colorful donut and a small fork on it.

When the donut was placed in front of Xiaohong, her saliva started to flow and she instantly forgot her unhappiness.

She jumped down from Mrs. Jin's arms, sat on the cartoon-shaped stool in front of the coffee table, and started eating.

Song Zhen was stunned.

Just a donut can calm a crying baby down. It's so magical, like magic!

She also saw Mrs. Jin holding a soft towel and wiping Xiaohong's dirty mouth, and said lovingly, "Eat slowly, no rush, hehe~"

Old Madam Jin didn't know why, but she felt inexplicably fond of Xiaohong and couldn't help but love her, with infinite tenderness in her eyes.

Song Zhen watched this scene and thought about how her grandmother had been deceived by the liar and had given her true love for seven months. How sad she must have been when she found out the truth...

It's all that damn fake!

Just then, the imposter came downstairs.

Jin Funi looked at her dear grandmother wiping the corners of other children's mouths. She had never received such treatment before and her face was filled with displeasure.

It was as if the love that originally belonged to him was snatched away by this little guy.

"Grandma~~"

Jin Funi called over here sweetly from a distance and walked over with a smile.

When Xiaohong saw Jin Funi approaching, she stopped eating and her eyes instantly released a hundred thousand volts of electric light.

This lightning can jump out at any time and split Jin Funi into two halves!

But because her mother was around, Xiaohong didn't dare show her violent side.

In the "Battle of Silence", she has already lost to Xiaolan.

She also has to work hard to perform in front of her mother and try to regain her image of a "good girl" which is about to be lost.

"Xiao Fu, you're here!"

Old Madam Jin saw her beloved granddaughter wearing a dignified and beautiful royal princess dress and praised:

"Our little Fu is naturally beautiful. She looks like a princess. Come and sit next to grandma."

Jin Funi sat happily beside Old Madam Jin, and at the same time moved closer to Xiaohong, greeting her with a sweet smile.

"Hello, you really look like the president's wife, but why don't you look like the president at all?"

Xiaohong glared at her.

"Xiao Fu, you are so mean..." Madam Jin's words of reprimand softened as she continued to smooth things over lightly, "Fortunately, the president's wife is generous and will not let you down."

Song Zhen laughed when he heard this, "Miss Jin is telling the truth, my daughter doesn't look like her father at all."

"right!"

Jin Funi was feeling proud, but then she heard Song Zhen add, "Miss Jin speaks so frankly and honestly. I really like this kind of personality."

"It just so happens that I have learned some fortune-telling skills from an old Taoist priest. Can I give Miss Jin a fortune?"

Originally, Song Zhen wanted to go and see the abnormal "Huo Yunzhou", but seeing that the fake daughter came to provoke her first, she decided to teach this woman a lesson first.

Fortune telling?

Jin Funi has a shadow on this thing!

Before she could even open her mouth to refuse, Mrs. Jin beside her excitedly responded for her, "Great, thank you, Madam President!"

"Grandma, no, don't bother..."

"Xiao Fu, if it weren't for the fortune-telling technique, grandma wouldn't have been able to find you. The president's wife, who studied under the Heavenly Master, is willing to tell fortunes for you. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that most people can't even ask for."

"But I'm fine now, I don't want to count..."

"Xiao Fu, you are doing fine now, but you can't take it lightly."

Madam Jin reminded, "The woman who broke into your house yesterday and pretended to be you is so vicious. You must be on guard! Let's see if the president's wife can help you find that person!"

When Jin Funi heard this, she looked at Song Zhen warily and felt a little uneasy.

At this time, Jin Shiting and Jin Wenrui had just finished arranging lunch in the restaurant and returned to the living room.

When they heard that the president's wife wanted to tell their younger sister's fortune, they both became very interested.

"I have never seen the real Xuanmen divination technique with my own eyes. Madam President, Shi Ting wants to listen in. Is that ok?"

"Young Master Jin, Third Young Master, it's okay to listen, please take a seat."

After getting permission, Jin Shiting sat on the sofa.

Jin Wenrui also sat down immediately afterwards.

Her two brothers and grandmother were all waiting to see Song Zhen tell fortunes. No matter how reluctant Jin Funi was, she couldn't refuse.

I was hoping for a lucky break: anyway, these fortune tellers would look at people's fate through their horoscopes and facial features.

She is now wearing Song Zhen’s horoscope and face, so she won’t be exposed!

"Thank you, ma'am."

After Jin Funi responded, Xiao Hong took a bite of the donut and sat back to watch the show.

Song Zhen asked calmly, "When is Miss Jin's birthday?"

"December 12, 2005!" Jin Funi answered frankly.

"What's the time?"

"Twelve hours, twelve minutes, twelve seconds!"

When Song Zhen heard the woman tell him his birthday in full, he suppressed his nausea, closed his almond-shaped eyes slightly, and calculated with his fingers.

Suddenly her eyes froze, and instantly turned blood red. She said seriously, "A disaster is about to happen!"

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