C423 Maybe You Can't Stand Him

Forget it.

Luo Xiaojing might not even be his daughter.

Duan Zhenghao stuffed the blood sample into his pocket in annoyance. As he looked in front of him, he did not notice at all that Duan Qingyan's gaze was lingering on his hands.

"Father, I'll send you back to Duan's first, then I'll hand over your preliminaries work."

Duan Qingyan knew what Duan Zhenghao was going to be happy about