Quick wear: She is the heartthrob

Chapter 93 45. True and false daughter
The bearded man was finally taken alive. Under Gong Yao's instructions, he was interrogated as quickly as possible to find the mastermind behind the scenes.

Ruoruo has serious mental problems.

At first, everyone thought she was frightened by such a bloody and horrific scene, but when Gong Yao wanted to take her from Zhang Huazhou's arms, the problem became apparent.

With tears in her eyes, she could only shake her head, shrink into Zhang Huazhou's arms timidly but extremely dependent, and close her eyes nervously.

Gong Yao: "Ruoruo, I am daddy!"
Gong Yao looked lovingly at his daughter, whose face was bloodless and so fragile that it seemed as if it could break at a single break, and his voice was low and hoarse.

But Gong Furuo still didn't respond. He lay uneasily on Zhang Huazhou's shoulder and clutched the hem of his clothes tightly.

Gu Jun: "Ruoruo, I am brother Gu Jun!"
As if he was frightened, Gong Furuo sobbed without saying a word and crawled into Zhang Huazhou's arms, constantly squeezing his chest.

Her pupils were dull and dull, only glowing when she saw Zhang Huazhou.

The middle-aged doctor in a white coat looked at the crowd of people standing outside with a serious face and a heavy tone. He felt regretful that such a good-looking girl could have such a thing happen to her.

Gong Yao rushed forward. He was the best psychiatrist in the city, and his words were extremely authoritative.

Gong Yao: "Doctor Wang, how is my daughter?"
Toolman: "The patient has received too much stimulation one after another and has developed a stress disorder. The last thing to do with psychological problems is to take things slowly."
He raised his hand to habitually lift the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

The white door of the psychological clinic was pushed open, and the taciturn Zhang Huazhou gently helped Gong Fuluo out. He timidly grabbed the hem of his clothes, and hid his petite body behind his tall body, tentatively exploring half of it. Head out.

Gong Yao's eyes were moist, and the psychiatrist followed their gaze and saw the beautiful couple behind him, and he was a little emotional.

Tool: "The patient is now very dependent on the husband around her. It is best to follow her mood to avoid causing greater irritation."
Zhang Huazhou was cold and aloof, and Gong Yao, as his friend, knew this very well. Now that he could control his temper and take good care of his daughter, he felt grateful and embarrassed at the same time.

Gong Yao: "Huazhou, I know my request is a bit presumptuous, but... look at this..."
His tone was tangled, and his words were intermittent. Zhang Huazhou understood, and even felt a little secretly happy. He stretched out his hand to interrupt his words and patted his shoulder.

Zhang Huazhou: "Do we still need to be so polite?"
Zhang Huazhou: "I understand everything. Don't worry, I will take good care of Ruoruo."
Although Gu Jun, who was leaning against the wall, was anxious, he did not lose his proper judgment.

His narrow red phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze fell on his cold-hearted uncle's hand holding her shoulders tightly, a dark storm quietly brewing in his eyes.

When did it start?
Why is it her?
A hostile and mocking smile formed on the corner of his mouth, and he pointed straight at Zhang Huazhou. Zhang Huazhou paused slightly when he saw Gu Jun's eyes, and then looked back fearlessly. At this moment, Gong Furuo held his hand again. On his hand, he matched her movements and held her little hand firmly in his palm.

Everything Zhang Huazhou did today was really not in line with the label given to him by the outside world. Su Jin Laiyuan had been quietly observing him carefully, and felt shuddered when she saw his actions that seemed to be a demonstration and provocation.

(End of this chapter)