Chapter 428

Lu Junhan:

Lu Junhan glanced at her coldly, his eyes fell on her little fart and sneered:

"please be calm and don't look for smoke."

He even found his daughter by himself. Moreover, her mother's identity is a mystery and can't be investigated. Even if he really has a son, he has to find it himself.

But a little troublemaker is enough annoying.

So he didn't want to answer this question at all.

The little girl covered her little fart with her hands. After thinking about it for a while, she asked again, "Dad, do you have a son?"

Lu Junhan:

Lu Qidong almost couldn't help laughing.

Lu Junhan glanced at her faintly and said in a cold voice: "can't understand people's words?"

"I understand," the little girl said seriously with her head tilted and her big black eyes open.

"Dad, please let pears be quiet, or you will hit me. People understand. They are smart and smart now!"

Said, the little girl was discontented with a murmur, "but, but this has nothing to do with Dad, whether you have a son or not!"

Lu Junhan:

Lu Qidong couldn't help laughing!

Xiaohanhan's words obviously made Xiaoli shut up, but the little girl mistakenly thought that her father wanted her to be quiet and not to move.

There is no doubt that this will lead to nothing.

"Dad, do you have a son?"

The little girl blinked her big black and clear eyes and asked again unremittingly.

"How do I know?"

Lu Junhan glanced at her directly and said without expression: "you ask me, I ask who!"

"How can you not know, dad?"

Hearing this, the little girl was in a hurry, "no, you didn't give birth to us? How can you not know that! "

Lu Junhan:

Lu Junhan took a deep breath and tried his best to resist the impulse of killing at any time. He said coldly, "your mother gave you birth, not me! If you want to ask this question, ask your mother! "

The little girl widened her black eyes and said, "where's mom?"

Lu Junhan a face irritable: "how do I know where your mother is."

The little girl was anxious again: "Dad, how can you not know! Mom, she likes you the most. You must know that! "

Lu Junhan:

Lu Junhan was silent for a long time and then for five seconds. Then he looked at her without expression and said, "what did you just ask me?"

The little girl racked her brain to think, and suddenly thought, "Dad, do you have a son?"

Lu Junhan cold spit out two words: "No."

The little girl glared round her big black eyes and couldn't stop her expression of joy:

"really? Dad, are you really the only child I am? "

Lu Junhan, as always, had no expression: "well."

The little girl was happy at last.

She clung to her father's hand and happily said, "Dad, people love you so much! You are the best and best dad in the world

Lu Junhan:

Lu Qidong:

Sure enough, women have to coax.

The world is at peace.

Coax not good, that is the end of the world!

……

Considering that Lu Qidong's legs are not very convenient, he can't walk too many roads in a day.

So when they come up, they take the elevator directly.

Just walking into the corridor, song Qingwan's assistant saw them and met them in a hurry:

"Lu Shao, you're here. Ah, it's just that Professor Hughes is looking for you!"

Lu Qidong was stunned and looked up at the ward door of song Qingwan.

At this time, the ward door is indeed open, it seems that they are finally finished.

Lu Qidong asked subconsciously, "is Hughes out? When did it happen? "

The little girl stood among the adults, blinking her black and clear eyes, and her white face was soft and cute.

She raised her small head, looked at her father, then looked at her grandfather, and then took a few eyes at the assistant. Her dark and vivid eyes were rolling around, but her expression was confused.

Professor Hughes, obviously, has been forced by a few words.

"Just now," said the assistant, "he came out about three minutes ago, but he hasn't seen any of you. So Professor Hughes went to the ward again to examine Mr. Song."

Lu Qidong:

Lu Junhan:

Probably seeing their ideas, the assistant coughed awkwardly, blushed, and muttered to explain:"Don't think about it. In fact, it is the most normal and common examination."

As soon as he said this, what a coincidence, far away, there came a clear and cold voice from Song Qingwan in the ward:

"where are you going to check! This is the chest, not the stomach! I'm a fuckin 'stomach cancer, not a breast cancer! "

Lu Qidong was silent for three seconds. He looked at the assistant with a faint look in his eyes. He coughed softly, "are you sure that this examination is the most normal and common one?"

Assistant:

Because of song Qingwan's roar, Lu Qidong was afraid of what they should not see.

Instead of going directly into the ward, they waited outside for a while.

Hughes probably sensed that they were back, not long in the ward, but out.

Hearing the news, Lu Qidong quickly raised his eyes and looked at the past.

One glance into Hughes' cold, cold blue eyes.

There was no temperature fluctuation in those blue eyes, and there was even a cold-blooded calm.

With just one glance, Lu Qidong was stunned.

Today's Hughes, no doubt, is completely different from Song Qingwan's photos, the bottom of his eyes is always smiling, delicate and wanton publicity of the youth.

It's not too much to say that neither of them is.

Lu Qidong has not seen Hughes before.

In the photos taken by other people in foreign countries, Hughes has a cold temperament of extreme alienation and indifference.

Even if his hair color is brilliant, as hot as the sun, but it can not warm the thick cold that is wrapped in his body.

Now, face to face, although Hughes wore a mask on his face, which covered most of his face, his first feeling was still cold.

It's too cold.

It is like a hard ice hard to melt for thousands of years. The whole body is cold and clean like snow, and its eyebrows are cold and distant. It is very difficult to get close to it.

And probably because he was a foreigner, Hughes was tall, with a long, ascetic white coat, which made him tall and slender, like the flowers of kaolin.

His fingers are very white, which is the kind of white that does not see sunlight all the year round, but it is not morbid. You can clearly see the green veins on the back of his hand, with distinct bony joints and slender fingers, like works of art.

Just for a moment, Hughes saw him too. He didn't say anything more, but spoke directly.

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