261 Don't take it too seriously
"Mi Xue is not unknown, her mother is Zhou Design, her father is Zhou Design's ex-husband, and her cousin is Mi Li." Fanyin said: "Zhou Design's sister is Zhou Zhirou, this woman has something to do with your fake." Although the Zhou family is small, it is a real family, not fabricated. In the eyes of outsiders, we think that she is nonsense if she comes from an unknown source. β
"But will these all be fake?"
"No, at least Zhou Design is really her mother." "This is the result of a paternity test using the corpse designed by Zhou before. β
I was disappointed and asked, "Then let her go like that?" I'm still a little worried about my dad's safety. β
It was hard to think about it before, but as far as the illegitimate child was concerned, Michelle must have played a lot of roles. I can't let her live, but Fanyin's sudden loss of power makes it impossible for me to mention to him about killing Michelle anymore, and it's rare that he mentioned it today, so I can just listen to his opinion.
Fanyin shook her head and said, "Originally, I wanted to be her, and it was all arranged, but my father suddenly fell out with me. β
I said, "The reason for the falling out was that Michelle came to test me for him that day." β
He nodded: "The reason for the temptation is that Mi Li gave him some so-called evidence to lead him to suspect you." β
I couldn't help but look at Fanyin, who also looked at me, and said after a while: "After my father doubted you, he asked Michelle to test you." This behavior caused the two of us to be dissatisfied, so I went to him. Michelle fanned the flames against him again, he insisted on his position, I want to protect you, it will lead to the current situation. If I don't protect you, then ......"
When he said this, he stopped, and my heart was lifted.
If he doesn't protect me, I'm going to inevitably expose my adoptive father for killing that child.
However, Fanyin was silent for a long time, but said: "Then you must be hurt by this, satisfying her jealousy." β
My heart was released at this time, but it was not very stable: "Could it be that she still likes you?" β
"At least it's not cool."
"It's obviously me who is unhappy." I said, "I wish I hadn't had her." β
Fanyin laughed, put his arm around my shoulders and said, "It seems that this incident is a trap, the purpose is to get my dad to get rid of me." β
"Isn't it to kick us out and do something we shouldn't do?"
"I'm going to do something I shouldn't do, and I'm going to hook up with my dad and sleep with her." He smiled and said: "But the latter is unlikely, it's just that my mother's kind of person can't be made up, so she may want to take the family route to satisfy my father's feeling of missing his sister." β
He had a point, and I said, "This proves that Dad is already very insecure." β
"He's fine." Fanyin said: "I didn't give him the core information. If it was a small killer, then even if she didn't do it earlier, she should have done it a few days ago. If it's an overall situation, then they don't need to hurry, whether it's a strip or other organizations, I'm afraid what they want is not the accounts on our faces, but the core black accounts. β
"Does your dad know that this is in your hands?"
"Silly, this is what I brought back from the base after a few days of hard work. That day I asked him for a house, and he asked me for information, but I only gave him some leftovers, and I didn't give him the core part. Fanyin smiled mysteriously: "I told him that he had to choose to keep the information in my hands or let it turn to ashes." Anyway, he was just my son, so he didn't insist anymore. β
So I was relieved and asked, "So what are you going to do in one step?" β
"I want to make Michelle." "But I'm afraid it's not easy to achieve. β
"Why isn't it easy?" I was expecting him to kill Michelle.
"Now as long as Michelle dies, no need to ask why, my dad will suspect me." Fanyin said: "What's more, Mi Xue is dead, and Mi Li still has a note to investigate her son's disappearance, so it's not good to kill her immediately." Just killing Michelle, my dad will immediately contact Mi Li, the effect is no different from not killing, and it will attract my dad's resentment. β
Yes, it was a headache, and I asked, "Are you really at home then?" Do nothing? β
"Solve the child's affairs first, wait a month, if you have a son in your belly, let's ask my mother to see my father." Fanyin said, "If it's a daughter, I'll think of another way." β
If it were a son, Father Fan might consider that I had one in my belly after all, and if I didn't care about it, I would have nothing. In the future, if Fanyin knows the truth, he will inevitably look at his son's face a little better. So, the best and most perfect way to stop worrying about this is that this is my son in my belly.
I hope so.
In the evening, the two of us had a casual meal, and Fanyin leaned on the sofa to watch TV. Neither said that he wanted to go back, nor did he say that he wanted to transform, and it was consumed until nine o'clock.
My recent biological clock was ten o'clock when I was sleepy, so I urged him to ask, "Aren't you going yet?" β
"Where are you going?" He knows everything, but he's pretending not to understand.
"Let him out." I said, "Didn't I tell you when you came out?" β
And if it weren't for Britney being too weak, he wouldn't have to come out.
He tilted his head, as if he didn't hear, and picked up the remote control to change the channel.
I asked, "What do you want to do?" β
He glanced at me, but still didn't speak.
Well, I know what he meant: "Do whatever you want to do quickly, but I advise you not to mess around, wait until he can't. If you can't get tough, this thing won't be successful. β
He pursed his lips, continued to change the channel, and said expressionlessly: "Don't you have a big move?" β
"Did you hear that?"
"He was dying." Fanyin stretched and said, "If you don't make a big move, you won't let him come out." β
"The ultimate move is to discuss it with you." I said, "Don't make trouble, I'll be sleepy when I am, and if he inks again, says he's scared or something, I don't have the energy to appease him." β
Sometimes the big guy version and Britney are exactly the same, both of them are inked, naΓ―ve, and love to ask others.
Just like now, Fanyin completely ignored the fact that we had discussed it, and just said, "Then I don't care, you have to make a big move." β
I'm a little.
He added: "It's okay to promise one first without a big move." β
I knew this guy was all over this filth.
I said, "Promise to go back and give you a bite." β
He became interested, and his eyes glanced over: "So simply? β
"Is there something wrong with that?"
He wrinkled his nose slightly and said, "Have you bitten him?" β
"You've only succeeded by force."
He nodded with satisfaction: "If he inkblots again today, are you going to bite?" β
"Not intended." I said, "I can pinch his boob." β
The body is the same anyway, Min. Feel. The point is of course the same.
He was silent, and avoided my gaze, a slight flush creeping up on his cheeks.
"Can you go now?" There are only forty-five minutes left, and I hope Britney doesn't ink, sleepiness is a very torturous emotion.
It wasn't until I asked the fourth time that the guy finally sat up straight, glanced at him a little angrily, and said, "Urge, urge, so anxious to do it with him." β
"Then don't do it." I said, "You're strong, I can visit anyway, and it's you who can't see the child." It's really a big deal, I'll divorce you and live with Niannian. β
Of course, he took the blame, glanced at me, and stopped talking.
"Hurry up and get out of here, and go to bed, and don't listen to the room." Sometimes I think they're two people, and sometimes I think they're one. I couldn't figure it out, so I understood that I would never be able to figure it out. But at least the body is the same, and there is no problem with the child's bloodline and DNA, so it's better to treat them as one.
Fanyin was not angered by my words, and only said, "Come here." β
"What are you going to do?"
"Sweet." He reached out, put his arm around my shoulder, smacked my mouth, and said, "Just do it, don't take it too seriously." β
"Oh." I want to laugh at him.
"Don't mess around with those tricks." He said solemnly, "Beware of getting rid of my son." β
"Got it." I said, "It's verbose." β
He frowned, a little angry: "Are you looking for death? β
"Originally, it's all you, what are you struggling with?" I said, "Besides, you've done so many times yourself, which time did it casually?" I look very serious. β
"It's been a long time since I've done it." He said unhappily: "Don't always go through old accounts, okay?" β
"Then don't look like a little daughter-in-law so much." I said, "It's annoying to me." β
He gave me a blank look, let go, and said, "I'm leaving." β
"Don't listen to the room, lest you try to kill me."
He didn't say a word, and quickly closed his eyes. When I saw that he was not awake, I was a little worried, and I tried his breathing with my fingers, and found that although it was a little light, it was very normal.
Did he fall asleep? Why didn't Britney come out? Haven't had enough rest?
I was a little anxious and waited for at least forty minutes before he woke up, looked at me with hazy eyes, and then blinked and said, "Wife? β
This tone is Britney, that's right.
I breathed a sigh of relief: "Why didn't you come out?" β
"I'm asleep, I'm tired." Although his face was very good, after all, his body was well rested, but his eyes were indeed very tired: "I just felt that he was sucking my energy again." β
Just......
It can be seen that Fanyin is really jealous just now.
I said, "I'm sorry. β
He looked at me and asked, "What's wrong?" β
"I was a little tired of him just now, and I wanted to trick him back." I said, "Maybe that's why he absorbed you again, I'm sorry." β
"It's okay." Even though he said that, his expression was still quite sad.
"Shall we do it, then?" I asked, "Would you like to take a shower?" β
"Yes."
"Do you need me to wash it for you?" I said, "Your legs are still not good." β