He shouted at Jane's back: "don't you want to go home?"

Jane turned quickly. "Do you have a way for me to go home?"

"If I'm in a good mood now, I'll help you go home."

He helped get her home?

Jane Lingxi deeply doubts whether he has any brain problems. Now he is unable to protect himself and is able to help her?

It's not that Jane looks down on him, but in the present situation, it's good that he can keep himself.

There's no spare ability to help her go home.

"Why, don't you believe it?" Hans looked at the yacht coming at full speed on the sea.

The confidence of the fans on his face shakes Jane's spirit. "Those people are not from you, are they?"

Hesitant distance is too far to see the people on the yacht, who in the end.

Jane Lingxi had to wonder if those people were really called by him.

Hans raised his lips and smiled. He stood up against the wind. The sea wind blew his hair and blew it in the wind.

He is calm and calm, as if he had a plan in his mind.

Look at his expression, inexplicable, Jane Lingxi also a little more excited and happy!

If it's the one he called for help, of course, it would be great. In a word, as long as she can leave here, no matter who helps, she will be grateful!

It's just that Hans's expression changed slightly when she was so happy.

His smile congealed in the corner of his lips, and his face began to turn cold.

Jane Lingxi also seems to find something wrong. She turns around and sees that, as expected, the yacht is approaching the shore.

The people on the yacht can see clearly.

It's Chen CE!

So, Master Chu is here, too?

When realizing this fact, Jane's mind was blank. She didn't know if she could let him go home for his cousin's sake.

Hans stood motionless, watching Emory being escorted down the yacht by the guards.

"Daddy!" He was so excited that he would rush up.

Hearing Hans's voice, Emory smiled weakly, and the fishtail pattern on the corner of his eyes appeared: "Hans..."

Two guards stride forward, one on the left and one on the right. Hans struggles frantically: "Daddy, how are you, daddy?"

Emory smiled. "Don't worry, daddy is OK."

Merck got off another yacht and saw Hans, who was held by guards, running up and down.

"I'll persuade him. Can you let him go first?"

The guard's face was expressionless and looked at Master Chu behind Merck.

Master Chu held the unconscious yanbaozi in his arms. His eyes were cloudy. Hans' eyes were sluggish, and he slowly took back his eyes from yanbaozi's face.

He looked at Merck and said in a low voice: "Uncle Merck What's going on? "

How could he come with Chu Huaijin?

Merck shook her head at him and motioned him not to speak. He turned around and looked at Master Chu: "ah Jin, let me talk to him. He will listen to my words. "

The handsome face of a tall man is at the extreme of obscurity, and the powerful aura emanates from the invisible makes people unconsciously bow down to him.

Even Merck, who is kind to him, unconsciously uses the tone of request in front of this younger generation.

With a barely visible chin, Master Chu left with a comatose swallow bun in his arms.

The guard released Hans, and Hans, who was free, rushed into Emory and pushed away the guard who was holding him.

"Daddy, are you ok?"

Emory nods hard.

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