Special envoy Zhao Yu

The moment Zhao Yu spat out the water, the accumulated points in his brain skyrocketed. In the blink of an eye, it had increased to more than twenty thousand points!

"Cough cough ... Cough cough ..." Zhao Yu choked on his water and was a little embarrassed by the series of surprises.

"You don't have to have such a big reaction, do you?" Ding Lan explained,"I'm not done yet! He's not my biological father!"

"Stepfather?" Zhao Yu pinched his fingers and started to analyze the relationship between the woman and Miao Ying.

"No!" Ding Lan clarified,"it's Godfather! I'm his goddaughter! We're not blood-related!"

While they were talking, Ding Lan had already collected her Travel Pass and was driving the Chevrolet on the highway.

"F * ck ..." Zhao Yu was about to start cursing, but he held back and said,"if we're not biological, why do you think we're so close? Cough, cough ..."