Paranoid!Crazy batch!The real daughter is a black lotus

Shen Que's eyelashes trembled slightly under the silk scarf, his fingers subconsciously tightened the hem of his skirt, and he pursed his thin lips. If an apology is useful, what should the police do?
Wen Fan's hoarse voice sounded in his ears again: "It's my brother's fault. I didn't find out earlier. I made you suffer for so many years, and when I came back, I made you face such injustice.

I'm sorry, this won't happen again, I promise.

Can you give me another chance? "

His tone was not as perfunctory as the first time, but more sincere and humble, and a bit flattering.

Shen Que slapped his hand away: "Anyone can say this kind of thing, why should I believe you?"

Wen Fan took a breath of air and looked at the red back of his hand. Shen was indeed merciless.

"Then I'll put my company in your name. If I don't do it, you ask me to get out of the company. How about that?"

"???!" Shen Que: "Are you sure?"

She remembered wrongly, Wen Fan's company was worse than the Wen family, now give it to herself? Are you willing?
"Even if you do this, I won't help you chase Nan Xi."

"I don't need your help, just don't stop me."

When the light turned green, Wen Fan started the car: "I just want you to call me big brother sincerely."

Shen Que was speechless and thought to himself: "I'm afraid this man is not stupid anymore. Wen Yurou's shouting made him dissatisfied." ’

No. [-] Danga Bay.

Shen Que got out of the car, and Shen Fengyao ran out quickly after hearing the wind.

"That's right, my sister, please let me hold you."

His feet suddenly stopped, and when he saw Wen Fan, a smile froze on his face.

Wen Fan's eyes were exactly the same as Shen Que's, staring at him faintly. Who did he say Shen Que was just now? His sister? Still want a hug?

Shen Fengyao said in an unhappy tone: "Why is he here?"

"I should ask you this, and who is your sister?" Wen Fan looked serious.

Shen Fengyao: "It's true, she is my sister, and our surname is Shen. Is there any problem?"

Shen Que felt the change in Wen Fan's aura behind him. It was inexplicably funny. Shen Fengyao often did this. What was Wen Fan doing? Is it possible that we still have to fight for it?

Wen Fan inexplicably didn't like this Shen Fengyao, so he grabbed Shen Que's arm and said, "She is my sister."

Shen Que was pulled closer to him, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, what the hell is declaring sovereignty?

Shen Fengyao stared at the hand. He had not held it a few times. He was so angry that he gritted his teeth and walked over to hold Shen Que's other hand: "Querce, do you want to recognize him or me?"

Shen Que: "..."

Wen Fan looked down at Shen Que with serious eyes.

Shen Que: "."

Shen Feng looked at Wen Fan from a distance: "Let go!"

"Why don't you let go?" Wen Fan looked at him. The two of them were about the same height and had the same aura.

"She is my adopted sister, we have known each other for the longest time."

"She is my biological sister, and she is a blood relative in the family tree."

Shen Fengyao: "Ling Xi said that she has a bad life in the Wen family! You didn't protect her, you are not qualified!"

Wen Fan's heart trembled, Ling Xi was his, but, "That was someone else from the Wen family, not me, and I will make up for it. Why am I not qualified?"

"You are not sincere!"

"How do you know I'm not sincere? Are you the roundworm in my belly?"

If this was an animation, then the two people must have been electric when they looked at each other. They grabbed Shen Que's arm and neither of them let go.

Shen Fengyao and Wen Fan looked down at Shen Que at the same time: "Who do you recognize?"

Shen Que closed his eyes and jerked away from the two of them, saying coldly: "You don't even recognize me, go away!"

He quickly took a few steps forward and walked towards Meng Nanxi who was watching a show in the room.

Today, Meng Nanxi wore a black suspender fishtail skirt, black pointed-toe high heels, her hair was curled into big waves, hanging behind her back, her makeup was exquisite, she was beautiful and enchanting, and her waist-to-hip ratio was amazing. Shen Fengyao and Wen Fan were thrown away and staggered for two steps. After standing firm, they looked at each other, snorted coldly and walked forward side by side, neither giving way to the other.

He looks like a three-year-old child in kindergarten.

Meng Nanxi took Shen Que to the examination room and examined her eyes. She looked at the monitor next to her. They were both sitting on a single sofa in the living room.
No one paid any attention to anyone, and they all played with their children.

She sneered: "You can't tell, Wen Fan is a girl-controller. The way the two of them were quarreling just now made me almost die laughing."

Shen Que was lying on the bed, his forehead covered with black lines: "I'm afraid the information is fake. Just now I thought they were going to have a tug of war."

"Hahahaha, I'm laughing so hard." Meng Nanxi helped her sit up: "Being competed by two dream lovers of many women, how enviable is this blessing?"

"Then this blessing is for you, do you want it?"

"The key point is that I'm not their sister." Meng Nanxi covered her face and smiled softly, her eyebrows and eyes were curved and very seductive.

Shen Que stopped joking, lowered his head, and placed his fingertips on his eyelids: "How long will it take for my eyes to recover?"

The smile on Meng Nanxi's face faded a bit: "Why, are you anxious?"

"A bit." Shen Que wanted to see what Jiang Jingchen looked like now and whether he was as good-looking as he was when he was a child.

Meng Nanxi patted her shoulder, raised her eyebrows and whispered: "Don't worry, with my Divine Doctor Meng here, she will be fine. Just take her medicine on time and get more massages."

If he didn't fall into the water, he would be fine now.

Shen Que curled his lips and slapped her hand away: "Since when have you ever liked to boast?"

"Hey, why are you looking down on me?"

"No, how dare you? Then Divine Doctor Meng, how do you want this little girl to repay you?"

"Well, how about committing yourself to me? I happen to be lonely a lot at night."

"Okay, little girl, it's better to be respectful than to obey."

Her voice was slightly raised, lazy and light, and she stretched out her index finger to gently pick the other person's chin, without the obstruction of the silk scarf.

Although her brown eyes were empty and lifeless, they were still as beautiful as amber.

Meng Nanxi's brain shut down for a moment, and she suddenly saw the triumphant smile on Shen Que's lips, and waved her hand away: "Ni Zuokai, don't keep teasing me, I'm a straight daughter."

"It's not you who asked me to promise you your life." Shen Que felt aggrieved, with red eyes, rubbing his little hands, looking like an abandoned little white rabbit.

Especially when she was wearing a white skirt and her hair was slightly messy, she looked even more pitiful.

Meng Nanxi cursed in a low voice: "Fuck, you will make me feel like I deserve to die."

"Hahahaha." Shen Que covered his stomach and giggled.

"You want to laugh, okay? I'll let you laugh as much as you want." Meng Nanxi started to tickle her, and the two of them made a fuss in the examination room, as if they were back when they were children in the killer training camp.

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In the living room, the two little guys were tired from playing and ran upstairs to sleep.

Only Shen Fengyao and Wen Fan were left, their eyes wide open, and the atmosphere was awkward, but Meng Nanxi didn't come back for a long time.

Time passed bit by bit. He looked at the time and saw that it was almost eleven o'clock. Wen Fan stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

Shen Fengyao: "What are you doing?"

Wen Fan stopped and turned around: "Cooking together?"

Chen Fengyao pursed his lips, stood up and followed.

Both men were nearly 1.9 meters tall. They stood in the kitchen at the same time, making the relatively spacious kitchen look a bit small.

Wen Fan started to prepare the dishes by himself, his hands were clean and his eyes were focused, leaving Shen Feng standing aside in a daze.

Shen Fengyao picked up the vegetables in the basket and picked them with him. He lowered his head, showing no expression, and said in a calm tone: "You have Wen Yurou in the Wen family, so there should be no shortage of Shen Que, right?"

Wen Fan moved his hands for a moment, and a look of anger flashed through his eyes: "What do you want to say?"

He kept moving: "You know very well what I want to say. If you, the Wen family, don't want to be sure, just say it directly. No need to be pretentious. I will take her away."