Chu Shao's sweet wife is beautiful and wild

Chapter 1735 Are you sure you want to keep her lying on the ground?
Emory didn't seem to hear what Hans said, and he gently touched Yan Yiren's face with his hand.

Squeeze her chin and turn her head around.

The exquisite face in front of me is surprisingly similar to the unforgettable face in memory!
"Like...too much like it," Emery murmured.

Hans walked up to him and frowned when he heard his words, "Daddy, what are you talking about? Who does this woman look like?"

His eyes fell on Yan Yiren's face, and Hans's eyes flashed a touch of surprise.

What a dazzling oriental beauty.

Like a delicate, sleeping china doll.

Hans squatted down suspiciously, with scrutiny in his eyes: "Daddy, what's wrong with you?"

Emory realized his gaffe, he came back to his senses, and held Hans' arm with a little excitement: "Hans, do you still remember the knot that Daddy told you?"

Hans recalled for a moment, he remembered.

"She may be her daughter. This face is so similar to her when she was young."

Hans didn't have any feelings for Liu Jing as a brother and sister. Although Emory threatened to avenge her, Hans remained out of the matter.

For this matter, do not take the initiative, do not refuse.

Anyway, he was more obsessed with researching his drugs.

As for whether this oriental porcelain doll is the object of revenge, he doesn't care at all.

At this time, seeing Emery's reaction, he knew that this revenge might not be avenged.

"If it's her daughter, what are you going to do?" Hans asked with great interest.

"If it's really her daughter..." Emery couldn't hide his excitement, and his eyes became slightly moist.

Hans held his forehead with a headache: "Stop! I don't want to see a middle-aged man cry in front of me."

"Hans, I'm your daddy!"

"The law doesn't stipulate that you are my daddy, so I can't dislike you. It's cold on the ground, are you sure you want her to lie on the ground?" Hans stood up, narrowed his eyes slightly, and observed for a moment, "She looks like It looks like it's malnourished, it's pathetic."

A word to awaken the dreamer.

Emery stood up and nodded in a gaffe: "Yes, you are right. Hans, quickly carry her upstairs."

"Me?" Hans pointed to the tip of his nose.

"Or me?"

Hans shrugged: "That's right, such a good thing can only fall on me."

Hans picked up Yan Yiren, the weight was so light that he frowned slightly, lowered his head, looked at her pale face, and felt a trace of pity in his heart.

Really poor guy.

Emory went back to his bedroom and found a yellowed photo from the safe.

The girl in the photo has a stunning appearance, her eyes are cold, and she is looking directly at the camera.

Those clear eyes seem to be able to see through people's hearts.

"Xinyue, is that child your daughter?" Emory murmured to himself, carefully stroking the face of the woman in the photo.

Hans asked his servant to change Yan Yiren into clean clothes, wiped his body with a wet towel, and gave Yan Yiren a nutrient solution.

Before she woke up, her body couldn't keep tossing like this.

I also know how many drugs those guys gave her, and she has been in a coma until now.

Shaking his head, Hans came out of the guest room.

I couldn't find Emery, so I asked the servant, only to learn that he had gone for a walk on the beach.

Looking up at the scorching sun hanging high in the sky, take a walk at this time?
It seems that this porcelain doll has a great impact on Daddy.

(End of this chapter)