Ye Qingyun was stunned.
What a big trough!
What's going on with this guy?
Why do you come up and kneel down and call me daddy as soon as we meet?
Why are the movements so skillful?
And why is this guy calling me daddy?
Since when did I have you as my father?
no!
When did I become your father?
Aren't your parents just standing there?
Ye Qingyun was so frightened that he backed away repeatedly. Even Huikong had a look of astonishment on his face. He quickly helped Ye Qingyun and looked at Han Zongyuan with an incredulous look.
With Huikong's wise mind, he was confused by Han Zongyuan's actions at this moment.
Amitabha Buddha!
What's going on?
Why did this Han donor call the Holy Son father?
And it doesn't look like a fake.
That’s called sincerity!
Those who don’t know really think that this is the long-lost son of the Holy Son.
"Is this man really the descendant of the Holy Son?"
A flash of suspicion flashed through Huikong's mind.
"No! That's absolutely not the case!"
How does Hui Kong exist?
His wisdom is unique.
The angle of thinking about problems is never ordinary.
And he knew Ye Qingyun very well.
Huikong could conclude that this person could never be the heir of the Holy Son.
Take another look at the reactions of Han Wu and the other three people on the opposite side, as well as what happened before.
Huikong suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
All the doubts in my mind disappeared.
suddenly see the light!
"Amitabha! So that's it!"
"The Holy Son is worthy of being the Holy Son! He has used his methods to such an extent. This young monk admires him so much!"
At this moment, Huikong showed a smile full of wisdom.
It seemed that everything had been seen through by Huikong.
"father!"
Han Zongyuan kowtowed to Ye Qingyun repeatedly.
"I finally know! It turns out that you are my biological father!"
"I have been kept in the dark all these years!"
"Dad! Please accept my child's respect!"
Bang bang bang!!!
Han Zongyuan recognized his father with a clean voice. Before Ye Qingyun could say anything, Bang Bang Bang just made three noises.
This one mouthful made Ye Qingyun confused.
Even Ye Qingyun himself had a little doubt about himself.
Do I really have such a son?
certainly.
Ye Qingyun is still very conscious.
I have a fart son!
I was single before my fucking time travel, and it’s been more than ten years since I time traveled, and I haven’t done anything serious like that.
Where did the son come from?
Unless you want to be a father!
But this doesn’t seem to be the case for becoming a father.
Ye Qingyun frowned.
"Han Zongyuan, what are you doing?"
"Dad, my mother has actually known you for a long time, right?"
Han Zongyuan raised his head and said.
"What the hell?"
Ye Qingyun looked shocked.
"Don't speak yet!"
Seeing that Han Zongyuan was about to speak, Ye Qingyun was so frightened that he quickly stopped him.
It was only at this moment that the three Han and Wu people came over from a distance.
Both Han Wu and Mrs. Han looked extremely ugly.
Mrs. Han, in particular, was so angry when she saw her son recognizing his father so quickly that she wanted to kick her son to death.
While Han Wu's face was gloomy, he felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart.
I didn’t expect that I had been a cuckold for so many years.
I was so stupid that I never knew.
Feel confident all day long.
it's good now.
The son becomes someone else’s.
I'm afraid I won't even be able to keep my wife.
well!
After all, he took it all on himself!
What does marriage bring to men?
When can men stand up?
Shivering!
"Mrs. Han, what is going on? Is your son possessed by a demon? Why do you call me daddy the first time?"
Ye Qingyun looked at Mrs. Han speechlessly.
"This me"
Mrs. Han opened her mouth, but for a moment she didn't know where to start.
Han Wu on the side was staring at Ye Qingyun's face carefully.
The more I look at it, the weirder it becomes.
That's not right.
To be continued...