"Sister, I still don't believe it. You said this..." Luo Weiran couldn't continue and immediately disappeared.

The two of them walked to the quiet place in the backyard of the noodle shop and were in a heavy mood.

"Nonsense! I don't believe it either!" Luo Youran said angrily.

What kind of person is Dad Luo? How could they not know the two daughters? What happened to that woman? They didn’t want to believe it, but the birth certificate and paternity test that the woman brought was temporarily unable to refute.

The two looked at each other, but didn't know what to do?

After a few seconds, Luo Weiran remembered what Luo’s mother told her and asked, “Are you looking for him?”

Luo Youran paused for a few seconds and slowly breathed, "Look for it!" First, we should not let the kid get into trouble, and second, we should not make mistakes for Luo's father.

"Let's go together..." Before Luo Youran could say the word "go" was gone, the deadly phone rang. As soon as she answered it, her face became extremely ugly. Then she comforted the phone a few times, "Stay her first, I'll come over immediately." After that, she looked at her sister apologetically.

Luo Weiran knew her embarrassment and smiled faintly, "Go, I can do it alone!"

Isn’t her best at dealing with children’s problems? It is said that this kid is 16 years old, but he is a computer genius. He has just transferred from another school to the computer department of C University, which is an exceptional entry.

"Be careful, use my car!" Luo Youran stuffed the key to her, instructed her, suddenly remembered something, and said, "There are many gangsters in the western suburbs. If you find him, you will knock him out and bring him back."

Luo Weiran made a reassured gesture at her, asked Luo's mother for photos, and drove directly to the western suburbs.

The night gradually drooped until the last ray of light on the horizon was swallowed by darkness. On a winding road outside the western suburbs shrouded in darkness, a black Cayenne galloped past.

"Tang Tianlin didn't know what he was thinking? Why did he come to you again?" In the quiet space inside the car, Fu Yuanting, wearing a casual suit, drove the car and sneered, his narrow and long windy eyes slightly curled up, and a playful light flowed by.

Feng Zhaoyong did not speak immediately, his handsome jaw turned slightly and smiled faintly, "Maybe he was forced to get married?"

As soon as he finished speaking, through the rearview mirror of the car, he saw a red car passing by, but the man inside surprised him with a glance...
Chapter completed!