Unfortunately, it's not.
All the information doesn't match.
Jian Xi is just a stranger, it's impossible for her to be his daughter…
However, no matter what, Jian Xi's eyes still moved him. Now, not only would he not trouble her anymore, he even wanted to help her…
Mr. Han reached out, picked up the mask, and slowly put it on. Suppressing the sadness deep in his heart, he regained his cold demeanor: "Fang Ping."
"Here."
Fang Ping came in, "What are your orders, Mr. Han?"
"Make arrangements to escort Ackerman to Jiangcheng and help Nan Mufeng remove the brain chip."
Fang Ping was stunned.
"Keep it secret, make sure Yuan Rong's people don't find out. Ackerman must remain in our hands alive."
"...Alright."
After Fang Ping left, Mr. Han also left quickly.
He hadn't seen Pei Jie for a long time and wanted to meet him…
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Yuancheng, Hospital
Nan Mufeng and Yu Ling stood by Old Master Nan's bed, one on each side.
