In the laboratory

A long white figure under the lamp is like a statue, with narrow and long lacquer eyes gathering eyes on the operating table, and the blood is motionless.

"You're so unwilling to give up?"

The cold voice behind him only made Yao Ziye's eyebrows raise gently.

Lu Jun simply had nothing to say about this. Yao Ziye was not a major in testing, but now in order to personally confirm whether Manman is a Nannan, he actually plans to start learning from scratch.

"Lu Jun, you are wrong. Even if she is not Nannan, I think it should be our own identification. This is reliable, isn't it?" Yao Ziye's confident eyebrows are crystallized after thinking about it carefully.

After the last incident, he suddenly realized that even if he was sent abroad, he could not prevent villains. There is nothing more reliable than operating everything with one hand.

Besides, compared to Nannan's suffering, what is his hard work?

Straighten his lips and frosty eyes, and he collided with Yao Ziye's eyes. Lu Jun's two eyebrows were wrinkled with wrinkles: He could not refute these words.

"Lu Jun." Seeing that he was leaving coldly, Yao Ziye whispered strongly, "You should understand. It's not our decision to see what Nannan grew up to be like. After all, she has been leaving us for so many years. However, Nannan has always been Nannan, and this feeling will not change."

The isolation door is closed with a click.

You can pretend to be indifferent and not answer questions, but you cannot ignore the facts that always exist in your heart.

I took the taxi to go home, and I walked to another place in a circle.

"The gallery is here," said the taxi driver.

If he let the car turn around at this time, he would be deceiving himself. He laughed in his heart, came out of the car, and strided towards the gallery.

His surname is Lu and his name is Jun. He can bear the name of a gentleman and will never do things to hide.

When I opened the glass door, I rushed towards me with the fragrance of ink and water. I put the wooden frame on the screen, one meter horizontally and three meters vertically. The painting is not green mountains and flowing water, nor is it a small bridge, but a Nuswa. The painter's paintings are Nuwa, with graceful dresses, black ink and crowns, heroic eyebrows, soft eyes, and the temperament of the mother of the country. My smiling eyes are looking at people from afar with a huge amount of dragon spirit.

For a moment, it is impossible to tell whether it is the person in the painting or the reality.

His eyes were hazy, and he felt that the aura in the painting seemed to have walked out of the painting and overlapped with another pair of real-life eyes:

Manman.

When drawing the lower corner, the painter's seal is unexpectedly these two words.

The taste rose in my heart and disturbed the afterglow. I recalled Yao Ziye and said: Nannan’s feeling will never change.

Since the old professor praised Manman's paintings last time, Chuxia and Du Yu decided to put Manman's paintings in the reception hall as a signboard. Today, a guest stood in front of Manman's paintings and walked over happily and introduced: "We young painter's paintings are deeply appreciated by professors at Peking University. You really have a vision and you like them as soon as you enter the door."

"How do you know I'm interested in this painting?"

The cold throat was so cold that Chuxia turned into ashes and recognized it. She looked at the man and stared at her with her eyes: "What are you doing here?"

"Did you say I can't come?" As you said this, Leng Shuang's eyes looked around for people, "Where is your friend?"

"What do you want to do when you look for Manman? Let me tell you, you are extorting more than 3,000 yuan, and we won't pay it back." Chu Xia decided to send the guests in front of him, so he stopped him to find Manman.

Lu Jun did not compete with her because two people came in at the door.

These are two middle-aged people, one man and one woman.

Chuxia greeted me and asked the guest, "Is there anything that can help you?"

The girl Yuanyuan's face was filled with flesh and said, "I am Manman's second aunt, and I'm here to find Manman."

Swish, Chu Xia's face changed, and she said with a rough look: "Manman can't see here anymore, you've found the wrong place!"

"Isn't Manman painting here?" The middle-aged man with Zhang Qiuyan was wearing a pair of cool sunglasses and pointed at Manman's signature painting.

"Who are you?" Chu Xia's voice was filled with air conditioning. This man didn't look like Uncle Manman.

Zhang Qiuyan walked up and said, "Don't lie to us. Let Manman come out. He is not an outsider, but a blind date with Manman. Mr. Jin."

Wen Haoxue said that the Wen family wants Manman to marry a rich man?

Looking at Jin Ruowen, she was more than one round older than Manman. When wearing Jin, she showed a vulgarity and clean Manman, which was completely unattached.

The frost in Lu Jun's eyes was layer by layer: If it were his sister, how could she let her sister lose her happiness for money?

"Du Yu!" Chu Xia shouted angrily, "Get out with a salt and a broom."

Du Yu hurried out from inside and really took a broom. He probably heard everything he said just now.

"What do you want to do?" Zhang Qiuyan panicked and immediately replied to her aunt's aura, "I am Manman's aunt, you can't stop me from seeing Manman."

Du Yu did not dare to beat people casually. Chuxia took the broom and swept over to the place where Zhang Qiuyan and Jin Ruowen stood: "I'll clean up, you guys go out!"

Zhang Qiuyan and Jin Ruowen both jumped.

Jin Ruowen digged her sunglasses and became popular: "Do you see if I call the police?"

"I also think it's wise to call the police." A cold voice inserted into the middle, and the temperature in the house instantly dropped to below zero.

Zhang Qiuyan and Jin Ruowen looked up and saw Lu Jun standing next to the easel.

"If you want to meet someone, call someone to come out, right? You are doing this to break into a private house. You are right. It's not that there is no law under the imperial city, so it's not difficult to call the police over."

Three sentences clearly show that this young man like a king is not standing on their side. Zhang Qiuyan and Jin Ruowen looked at each other because they didn't know where the man came from for a while and were a little timid.

“Do you have a phone number?”

Chuxia was asked by Lu Jun and came back to her senses: "Yes."

"It's too slow to call the alarm, so I just need to find the district director to deal with it."

This sentence was too light and not only Chu Xia was stunned, but also a group of people were stunned: because this cold tone was not like a joke.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Yaojin came out halfway. It was already like this. Zhang Qiuyan laughed at Jin Ruowen and said, "Mr. Jin, I believe there is any misunderstanding here. I asked Manman's mother to call Manman, and you guys will meet again."

"Come." Jin Ruowen shook his sunglasses, Chuxia and Du Yu's faces flashed across their faces. When they touched Lu Jun's cold eyes, they frowned and turned around.

Seeing that the two plague gods had left, Chuxia wiped a hot sweat and said, "Let Jiang Yan marry Man home quickly so that these plague gods would not cause trouble again."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Qiuyan heard it outside the door, rushed back and looked at her coldly: "Is Manman the same as the dilapidated house? If so, remember to tell Manman that if she dares to marry a man who beat her sister, don't point her to her to go home!"

Humph. Chu Xia yelled back in a tit-for-tat way: "Who do you think you want your family?"

"Whether Man wants it, it's not your decision, it's Manman who decides it himself. Can she not want her father? Ask her by yourself!" Seeing Chuxia being blocked, Zhang Qiuyan proudly left.

Manman dad?

For some reason, his eyelids twitched. Lu Jun closed his eyes, because a scene in his memory was about to turn over.

"Where did Jiang Yan take Manman?" Chu Xia asked anxiously.

"I've gone to the ice cream shop opposite." Du Yu said.

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:Didn’t this chapter be filmed?
Chapter completed!