Chapter 2240 (1/2)

Straight body, Huo Qingyang's face is solemn: ”what about education background? She didn't graduate from college? Can't we check the education background? ”

Can there really be such a similar person in the world?

He doesn't believe it!

I'm afraid that if Feng Jingyi is replaced by this kind of beauty, it will be true!

”Yes! The data is correct, the only difference is eye color! But the color of the eyes, Jiu Ye, is not what I said. The photos can't be verified at all! As far as I know, this Haige is a little transparent in school. It's lonely and has no good friends. Almost no one remembers her. Let alone what color her eyes are. Many people can't even describe what color their eyes are! Don't mention those students who have come from all over the world. Even she has been working in our nightclub for four months. If you didn't make a lot of noise last time, even if she was a pair of purple pupils, who would have noticed her? ”

A word is to pierce Huo Qingyang's heart. Didn't he mistake her for that little trouble expert?

Hai Ge is as like as two peas. She even looks exactly like Feng Jing.

After knocking on his forehead, Huo Qingyang took a breath: ”stupid”

what a fool he is!

What is he going to check Haige for? If you want to know if she is Feng Jingyi, just take her hair and check her DNA with Feng Yiting? It's not that Haige has a real person. It's just what Fengjia left behind!

In fact, what he wants to make sure is whether she is Feng Jingyi or not!

Feng Jingyi is worthy of the name of the family. It's different from that laoshizi's Feng Hanxiang. If the little princess wants to make a mistake, he really can't bear it!

Bother!

Bitter with a face, Lu Lin is extremely aggrieved: ”nine ye?” What's wrong with him? Why scold him? It's getting harder and harder for the boss to serve!

Huishen, raised his hand, Huo Qingyang said: ”send two bottles of Louis thirteen in!”

”I see!”

Get up, Lulin bumps to the door.

……

In the pantry, Feng Jingyi was squeezed into a corner by the busy figure, half leaning on a pantry table in the corner, looking at the busy people, pinching the hammer and beating his aching limbs, unconsciously sighed: ”it's not good to have privilege and be idle!”

Murmured, she quickly closed her mouth conditionally: if she was heard to have this idea, would she be beaten by the group?