Chapter 562: Whose Child Are You?

Lin Haifan snorted coldly when he saw Shen Yingyue.

"Sowing discord, playing with right and wrong, I almost believed her words, and she dares to go out for a walk today, hum!"

"Isn't it? She is very bad, it's just a matter of provoking the relationship between her father and mother, and now she is still cooperating with the Fulai Inn, which has caused her cousin's restaurant business to deteriorate.

There are so many restaurants in this county, why is she now next to the Qingjia Restaurant? is holding a grudge and deliberately trying to make my cousin's business unsuccessful. ”

"Sure enough, it's just like her mother!" Lin Haifan snorted coldly, "Let's go, I don't want to see her." ”

"Good. Master, let's not go to see her, let's go to the side to rest first, people are pregnant, and they are tired after walking a few steps, he can make a fuss like this, and he must be a son. "Sun's coquettishness, anyway, she was a little weak when she saw Shen Yingyue, so it was better not to see it.

This trick made Lin Haifan very useful, and helped her to walk into the tavern on the side.

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Shen Yingyue and Liang Hanchu didn't notice this, the couple walked around all the way, Shen Yingyue felt new when she saw everything, every ancient gadget aroused her curiosity, and it didn't take long for Liang Hanchu to carry all kinds of gadgets in her hands.

There are rattles for children to play with, small skirts, small clothes, and very delicately made combs and hairpins.

Liang Hanchu took a fancy to a pink moon season flower and bought it and put it on Shen Yingyue personally.

"Yueniang, it's good-looking."

"Are people good-looking or flowers good-looking?"

"Ahh

An extra-high wooden shelf full of lanterns was falling down, and several men tried to hold on to it, but they couldn't resist the force of the wooden shelf falling, and the wooden shelf was still falling down. The lanterns on top shook so violently that several of them fell from the wooden shelves, and when the candles fell over, the lantern paper was burned, and passers-by became more and more alarmed.

Liang Hanchu stood Shen Yingyue at the very edge of the street to prevent her from being hit by passers-by running in a panic.

"Don't come here! Don't squeeze it! Hurry up, whose kid is that! Whose child should be hugged quickly! ”

The men who tried to hold on to the wooden frame shouted as they strained themselves, but the child collapsed on the ground in fright.

Looking at the wooden shelves that were falling faster and faster, and the lanterns that were falling with a bang, no one dared to go over to save the child.

Seeing that the lampstand was about to hit the child, the people around him screamed in more and more panic.

"Brother Chu!" Shen Yingyue anxiously pulled Liang Hanchu's sleeve, she had a child in her belly, so she couldn't see the child injured.

At the last moment, Liang Hanchu pushed her towards the wall again, and then quickly bypassed a person who ran in a panic, picked up the child on the ground and quickly flashed aside.

The wooden shelf slammed into the ground with a "bang", smashing into the position where the child was just now, and the lanterns on the wooden shelf were scattered all over the ground, and they burned with a clatter.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the child unharmed, and they were also apprehensive when they saw the burning lanterns on the ground.

"Whose child is this?" Liang Hanchu asked the little boy who was crying in his arms.

Everyone waited for a while and no one answered, but there was thunderous applause, and Liang Hanchu became a hero in the eyes of others again.

Shen Yingyue walked over and squatted beside the child, touched her head to comfort him.

"Kid, whose child are you? Where's your mom and dad? ”