Chapter 221 Terminally ill

  Lu Wanqin has a bold personality, with a bit of informality, but he has an elegant temperament that no one else can learn from him, and even eating hot pot looks so beautiful.

  Si Xiyou smiled and put a crab stick into her bowl, "You are still the same as before."

  Lu Wanqin also accepted Si Xiyou's service unceremoniously and ate the crab stick.

   "Eighty at the age of three, man, it's not that easy to change."

   "Look, even the taste of the soup base in this shop is still the same as it was many years ago."

   Once, she, Si Huaijin, and Si Xiyou, the three of them often came here to eat hot pot, eat meat, and drink alcohol. Lu Wanqin will never forget those happy days.

   She raised her head and took a sip of beer, hiding the sadness in her eyes.

   "I deleted the blood analysis data and I don't have a backup." Si Xiyou also took a sip of wine and then said.

   It was a sentence without beginning or end, but Lu Wanqin understood it.

   She stretched out the wine glass and touched Si Xiyou's glass.

"Thanks."

   "L physique is not common, does Guanbao know that?" Si Xiyou was also shocked when he saw those data.

  If this matter spreads out, the child's life will be over.

Lu Wanqin shook his head, "I don't want to tell him this too soon, it will burden him psychologically, and it takes a lot of time to explain this special physique, all I can do is to protect him before he can't protect himself. live with him."

   "Whoever dares to touch my son, I will fight for my life."

  Si Xiyou knew that Lu Wanqin was not joking. She seemed to be indifferent to everything, but in fact, the most affectionate person, as long as she cared about her heart, she would risk her life to protect it.

   Such a woman is powerful and distressing.

"Why don't you look for Guanbao's biological father? The child is not your responsibility alone. If this constitution can really be covered up, it would be good for it to be a secret for a lifetime. If it is known to others, what kind of troubles will it provoke? Give it to Guanbao. What kind of catastrophe is caused, you know in your heart."

   The three people who were eavesdropping suddenly shrank back.

   "Guanbao, Second Uncle is not your father." Si Niannian whispered.

Guan Bao was a little disappointed and a little regretful, "Actually, I kind of hope that Uncle Si is my father's, every time I go to your house, I like the atmosphere of your house, the family lives together in harmony and harmony. Mummy, so happy, unlike our family, it's just my mother and me."

   But Guan Bao's emotions come and go quickly, and soon his attention is attracted by another thing.

   "What is L's physique? Why do Mom and Uncle Si seem to be very serious, is it a disease?" Guan Bao's eyes suddenly opened, "Could it be that I have some terminal illness?"

   Guan Bao was about to cry, grabbing An Luo's hand, pitiful.

   "Lolo, I'm terminally ill, and I may be dying. Can you give me another taste of Dynasty's handmade chocolates before I die?"

   An Luo has a black line on his forehead, "If you are really going to die, this is all you can think of in your mind?"

   "Yeah." Guan Bao nodded heavily.

   He held An Luo's hand and didn't let it go, as if 'If you don't promise me, I won't let go and I'll cry to show you'.

  An Luo was stared at by him a little hairy, and goosebumps appeared on his arm, "It's okay, okay, I promise you okay?"

   She pushed Guan Bao away, moved her buttocks, and pulled the distance between them a little further.

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   (end of this chapter)