Chapter 805 Bullshit Children's Painting

"... No" ...

Frank held her even tighter.

Tong Huaer was very helpless and was about to speak when she suddenly heard the original voice not far away. She looked up and saw Bruce standing in the garden a few steps away from him. An old man with silver hair was sitting in a wheelchair.

"Is she Dongfang Furen?" Tong Huaer turned to Lan Shaoyan and asked.

Lan Shaoyan frowned and shook his head. He had never seen Dongfang Furen's real face.

"Who's there?"

The old man in the wheelchair suddenly looked over.

Tong Huaer shuddered, his head subconsciously lowered by the old man's sharp eyes, thinking of what to say. Suddenly, he heard the old man say, "Who are you?! Come and talk!"

The stern tone was full of shock. Tong Huaer bit her lip and held Frank's hand as she walked over. At this moment, Frank suddenly broke free of her hand and ran away.

"Frank?"

Tong Huaer exclaimed and turned to look at the figure of the little boy running away in surprise.

"I asked you to come over! Did you hear that?"

The voices of Dongfang Furen's orders came one after another.

Hearing that Dongfang Furen had a strange personality, Tong Huaer had no choice but to ignore Frank and walk towards the garden.

She was wearing a lavender dress, her long hair gently hanging behind her head, and she walked slowly on the lawn, the sun shining above her head.

Dongfang Furen looked at her without blinking. Her hands on the armrest of the wheelchair trembled slightly.

"Madam, she's a friend of mine. She's very kind to Frank. If you don't know the rules, please don't see her..."

Bruce excused child Huaer, but before he could finish speaking, Dongfang Furen stopped him, "Shut up!"

Bruce frowned and saw Dongfang Furen looking at Tong Huaer without blinking. He said nothing more.

Tong Huaer naturally heard it too. He paused and looked at Dongfang Furen. He continued to walk to a stop not far from the wheelchair. He lowered his head and said, "Dongfang Furen, hello, I'm Tong Huaer. You bought mine before..."

"Raise your head." Dongfang Furen interrupted her in a stern voice.

Tong Huaer shook, frowned slightly, and raised his head slowly.

She was wearing a large mask, half of her face covered, and her exposed skin was covered with scratches. Her bright eyes glowed in the sun.

Just as Dongfang Furen was looking at Tong Huaer, Tong Huaer was also looking at the old man in front of her. She had a lot of wrinkles on her face, but she could vaguely see that she must have been a beautiful woman when she was young. Her silver-white hair was meticulously placed behind her head, different from the old skin on her face. Dongfang Furen's eyes were very sharp and clear!

"You took off your mask!" Dongfang Furen stared at her.

Tong Huaer was shocked, and her eyes hesitated, not because she was embarrassed, but because she was afraid that her face would scare people.

Lan Shaoyan frowned at her and walked up to her, "Dongfang Furen, she..."

"Did I let you talk?!"

Dongfang Furen rudely interrupted Lan Shaoyan.

Lan Shaoyan was shocked, the rest of the words were interrupted, and the air became frozen.

"You! Didn't you hear me? I told you to take off your mask!" Dongfang Furen stared at her, his dry hands clutching the wheelchair, and ordered again.

Tong Huaer bit her lip and looked up at Dongfang Furen, "My face... Doesn't look good, madam. Don't be scared."

Dongfang Furen looked at her without blinking, obviously not interested in what she said.

Tong Huaer calmed down and reached out to remove the mask.

A face full of knife marks was exposed in the air, and the sunlight fell on her pink scar.

Silence.

There was only the sound of the wind in the air.

One second,

Two seconds,

"Man!" Dongfang Furen's eyes lit up suddenly, and he stood up in a strange position and threw himself at child Huaer.

"Ah!"

Tong Huaer subconsciously looked up at her, unable to prevent Dongfang Furen from falling to the ground.

Lan Shaoyan immediately reached out to help her. At this moment, all she heard was a hissing sound!

The clothes on Tong Huaer's shoulders were ripped apart by Dongfang Furen, and the peach blossom birthmark appeared in everyone's eyes on her snow-white and delicate shoulders!

Lan Shaoyan frowned fiercely and quickly took off his clothes to cover Tong Huaer's shoulder. His evil face shouted at Dongfang Furen coldly, "What are you doing?!"

"...

Bruce was also shocked, looking at Tong Huaer's blue eyes inexplicably complicated.

Dongfang Furen fell on the grass and looked at her in a daze. He reached out to touch Huaer's face and in the blink of an eye, he became stern, "Man... Who did this to you! Who is it?!"

Her eyes were frightening.

Tong Huaer sat on the ground, wrapped in Lan Shaoyan's clothes, and looked at Dongfang Furen in shock. He kept retreating, "Dongfang Furen, you've mistaken me. I'm not what you said..."

"You are! Of course you are!" Dongfang Furen's eyes cleared up in an instant, and he looked at her with a burning gaze. His tone of certainty was unquestionable.

Tong Huaer didn't know what was going on with the old man in front of him. He turned to look at Lan Shaoyan, frowned, turned around, swallowed his saliva, and said, "Dongfang Furen, my name is Tong Huaer, are you..."

"Bullshit Tong Huaer! Your last name is Dongfang! You're from our The dongfang family!" Dongfang Furen looked at her sharply and said in a powerful voice, word for word, "The peach blossom on your shoulder is the best evidence!"

"What did you say?" Tong Huaer looked at Dongfang Furen in astonishment. "My birthmark... Why did you..."

Why did Dongfang Furen mention her birthmark?!

Dongfang Furen narrowed his eyes and looked at her, "Follow me!"

With that said, Dongfang Furen stood up with some difficulty, walked to the wheelchair, sat down, and slid the wheelchair out of the garden.

Lan Shaoyan picked Tong Huaer up and frowned at her, "Are you okay?"

"...

Tong Huaer shook his head, pulled his clothes back, looked at Dongfang Furen not far away, bit his lips and raised his heels.

No one had ever talked to her about her birthmark. Tong Huaer didn't know if Dongfang Furen was telling the truth or not, but she had to follow her.

Dongfang Furen's wheelchair slid into a room. Tong Huaer hesitated at the door and followed suit.

"Close the door!" Dongfang Furen didn't even turn back to the tunnel.

Tong Huaer had already done so. The wheelchair turned around and Dongfang Furen looked at her. Under Tong Huaer's puzzled gaze, he reached out and unbuttoned the buttons on his clothes.

One, two...

Unbuttoning the three buttons, Dongfang Furen glanced at her and turned over. On her still fair but not delicate shoulder, the wrinkled peach birthmark suddenly appeared!

It's exactly the same as the one on Tong Huaer's shoulder!