In the laboratory.

A long white figure was like a statue under the lamp, and the narrow and lacquered eyes gathered on the blood on the operating table, motionless.

"You're so unwilling to give up?"

The cold voice behind him only raised Yao Ziye's eyebrows.

Lu Jun simply had nothing to say about this. Yao Ziye was not a professional in testing, but now in order to personally prove 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 fact is more reliable, right?" Yao Ziye's confident eyebrows condensed with the crystallization after careful consideration.

After the last incident, he suddenly realized that even if he was sent abroad, he could not prevent villains. There is nothing more reliable process than just one hand to operate it all.

Besides, compared to the suffering that Nannan suffered, what is his hard work?

His straight lips and frosty eyes met Yao Ziye's turning eyes, and Lu Jun's two eyebrows frowned and wrinkled: He could not refute these words.

"Lu Jun." Seeing that he was leaving coldly, Yao Ziye whispered strongly, "You should understand one thing. It is not something we can decide what Nannan grew up to. After all, she has been away from 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 reality that always exists 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 or do.

When I opened the glass door, I was approaching the fragrance of ink and water that penetrated my heart. The rice paper attached to the wooden screen was one meter horizontally and three meters vertically. The painting was not green mountains and flowing water, not small bridges, but Nuwa, the painter's paintings, with graceful dresses, black ink and crowns, heroic eyebrows, soft eyes, the temperament of the mother of the country, and the smiling eyes looked at people from a distance with a large amount of dragon energy.

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, overlapping with another pair of real people's eyes: Manman.

The painter's seal in the lower corner of the painting is surprisingly these two words.

The taste that rises in my heart disturbs the afterglow. I recall what Yao Ziye said: Nannan’s feelings will never change.

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

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

Chu Xia recognized the extremely cold throat, and looked at the man turning back and stared at him: "What are you doing here?"

"Did you say I can't come?" As soon as you said this, Leng Shuang's eyes were looking for someone, "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 will not pay it back." Chu Xia Ding was in front of him and failed to send the guests. He stopped him and looked for Manman assemblies.

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's round face was filled with a fleshy smile 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 is not here now, you are looking for the wrong place!"

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

"Who are you?" Chu Xia's voice showed air conditioning. This man didn't look like Manman's second uncle.

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

What is the rich man that the Wen family wants to marry in Wen Haoxue?

Looking at Jin Ruowen, she was more than one round older than Manman. The vulgarity and fresh and clean Manman exposed by Dai Jin were completely unmatched.

The frost in Lu Jun's eyes was stacked upwards: 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 took a broom. He probably heard everything he said just now.

"What do you want to do?" After a panic, Zhang Qiuyan 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 hit people casually. Chuxia took the broom and swept over to the place where Zhang Qiuyan and Jin Ruowen were standing: "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 room instantly dropped to zero.

Zhang Qiuyan and Jin Ruowen looked up and saw Lu Jun standing coldly on the edge of the easel.

"If you want to meet someone, it won't be faster to call someone out? You are doing this to break into a private house. You are right. There is no law under the imperial city, so it is not difficult to call the police to come."

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 it's faster to directly contact the district director to deal with it."

This too light sentence was not only Chu Xia, but also a group of people: because this cold tone is 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, frowned on Chuxia and Du Yu's faces, and when he touched Lu Jun's cold eyes, he 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 annoying plague gods would not cause trouble again."

But Zhang Qiuyan heard it outside the door, rushed back, and looked at her coldly: "Is Manman with 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 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 is not your decision, it is Manman himself. Can she not want her father? Ask her by yourself!" Seeing Chuxia being blocked, Zhang Qiuyan proudly left.

Manman’s 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.
Chapter completed!