Inside the house, a couple of gallaghers were sitting on the couch watching TV.

Even Frank was here, sipping his beer, and Debbie was the only one with Monica.

And the black strong woman still hugged Liam as she did this morning, and refused to let go.

She looked at Liam's expression as if she were her own child.

"Yo."

Ethan clashed fists with Lip and Jean, took off his coat and threw it on the couch, the police badge and gun around his waist shining brightly in the light.

These things, for the black strong woman, seem to have blood suppression.

She quickly turned around and quietly retreated into the corner.

"You."

Ethan unceremoniously reached out and said, "Put Liam back in the stroller, don't be too affectionate, he doesn't like strangers." ”

As soon as Xiao's murderous anger came out, the black strong woman hurriedly put Liam down.

Ethan was not there just now, she was chattering with her strong physique, and now with a word, she obediently put the child down, and Lip and Ian were relieved for a while.

Sitting on the couch, she and Fiona glanced at each other.

Reaching out and grabbing her, he lifted his bipod to Frank's lap, his boots shaking slightly.

"Walter."

Frank wiped his beer-soaked beard and spread his hands.

Ethan smiled at him, Frank didn't dare to say the words, he scolded in his heart, he poured eight lifetimes of blood mold before he knew this guy.

Good friends, good friends are a fart.

Seeing Frank's aggrieved appearance, several people next to him couldn't help laughing, and finally someone could clean him up.

Ethan also held the boundaries and didn't dare to push Frank too hard.

This is a piece of hob meat, a rotten life.

If he is forced to be in a hurry, there is no guarantee that Frank will do something to kill 800 enemies and lose 10,000 himself.

After teasing him for a few seconds, Ethan put his foot down.

"Dinner is ready."

When it got dark, Monica's shouts finally rang out in the kitchen next to her, she took off her apron and said excitedly, "Turn off the lights, everyone, it's a candlelight dinner tonight." ”

"It's a time for the family to be together, and of course, Ethan."

She looked at Ethan with a hint of displeasure on her face, but she didn't dare to show it obviously.

This bastard, has been intimidating his partner.

"Compared to you, Ethan is more like family." A small figure stepped to the side and grabbed his arm.

No one could have imagined that Carl would say such a thing.

"Thank you."

Ethan rubbed Carl's head and smiled at Monica, whose face had become stiff.

Frank rolled his eyes, his messy hair shaking.

At the dining table, seven or eight candles are lit.

Not only that, but there is also a bouquet of flowers, which looks quite atmospheric.

Ethan didn't say anything, he turned off the light in the living room.

Coming to the table and sitting down next to Fiona, Ethan felt a toothache.

Good guys, this is treating everyone like rabbits.

Inside the three large glass bowls, filled with salads of various colors, in the middle of the table, there is a small tray of lasagna, on which the cheese is visibly toasted.

Ethan wasn't interested in touching the macaroni anyway, so he sandwiched the salad on his plate.

Fortunately, this thing can be made with your hands, and you can eat it with salad dressing.

"Listen."

After a few minutes, the black strong woman opened the conversation: "I know you are a strip, I am not afraid of you." ”

She spoke in a voice with a hint of trembling:

"Monica is Liam's real mother, we're going to take him away, and if Frank stops him, we're going to take him to court, and there's nothing you can do to stop that."

"He's not Liam's biological father, and we're going to win the case."

"Why don't you save a little time, you accept the fact."

"Really?"

Debbie was anxious and hurriedly looked at her mother.

"Hey, it's okay." Monica smiled sweetly at Debbie, and then looked at the black strong woman: "Please, didn't we say okay?" ”

"Let's finish our meal and talk about it again."

Frank burrowed himself in his stomach and turned a deaf ear.

Now he is not left, nor is he right, he simply becomes an ostrich.

"Bang."

Fiona threw her fork on the plate and said angrily, "If you called us back to eat, it wasn't to do your mother's duty. ”

"Just thinking about taking Liam with you and leaving again."

"I'll tell you a word, Fakyu!"

"Listen, Frank." The black strong woman wanted to slap the table, but Ethan stared at her coldly, and she stroked her curly hair: "I warned you, we will sue you." ”

"Really?"

Lip disdainfully pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket: "Don't try to scare us. ”

"Ian and I caught up with you two today, and we also got the DNA test report, and the test results proved that Liam is Frank's son."

"Ahem~"

Ethan choked on a few vegetable leaves and quickly slapped his chest.

"Yes."

Frank threw his fist hard and said excitedly, "I knew that people said Liam wasn't my child, but I firmly believed that. ”

Ethan looked up with a smile and looked back and forth at Frank and Monica.

Both of these men are white blondes.

I was stunned to give birth to a black species, and it is estimated that one of their ancestors played some flower work, but it is really amazing.

"You know what?" Lip pulled out two more pieces of paper.

He shook the paper in his hand, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Ian and I have also decided to do a DNA test, who knows, maybe who will be the lucky one." ”

"Walter?"

Monica put down her knife and fork in surprise: "Why do you want to do such a thing. ”

"Just for fun, okay?"

Lip replied without looking up, opening the paper in his hand.

"It seems that I am not the lucky one." He casually threw away the first appraisal report, and then opened the other one quickly, his eyes blinked, and his face became surprised.

Seeing this, Fiona hurriedly leaned over.

"Congratulations."

Lip swallowed and looked at Ian with a complicated expression, "You're the lucky one." ”

The whole house was so quiet that not a single sound could be heard.

Debbie clenched her fist in shock, Carl covered her mouth, and Ian looked confused.

Frank flicked his messy blonde hair, looked at Ian, who was sitting next to him, and then at Monica, with a look of confusion and confusion.

"I'm sorry."

Monica was at a loss, she quickly grabbed Frank and stammered, "I don't know, how can it be so coincidental." ”

"There was a time, you know."

"After I ate some flour, I accidentally went with your brother."

"Bang!"

Frank's fist slammed into the table, the porcelain plate and the cutlery collided, and ping-pong sounded.

"You should be ashamed, why?"

Angry and disappointed, he yelled at Monica, "You actually ate flour secretly by yourself and didn't call me!" (End of chapter)