Genius Bady and Bad Daddy

"Qu Lan, I won't give up." After looking at the photo, Yuchi Haolan's faith became stronger.

"Why do you have to?" Qu Lan obviously disagreed with his insistence. "There are plenty of women in the world. Even if you don't like me, there are so many excellent women in the world. Why can't you find one of them?"

"I can't find it. I can't find anything like Qian." Yuchi haolan seemed to have fallen into a deep memory, and his voice gradually lowered. "That one look is ten thousand years. When I met her at that time, I was destined to stay with her for the rest of my life and be her knight forever."

Qu Lan, help me bring the freshly made dessert to Qian. I'll drive there to look for you now. You just need to come out for a while." Yuchi Haolan's pleading voice came through the microphone, and qu lan finally felt a little uncomfortable, so she could only let him drive over, and immediately went outside to get it.

Yuchi Haolan was overjoyed and immediately drove away.

As he drove away quickly, he naturally did not notice that after he left, his door was knocked open by a masked woman with a black veil, and the person he was looking for was actually his mother, Ye Xin.

Qu Lan hung up Yuchi Haolan's phone and immediately came to the door to wait. She had just waited for two minutes when a black rolls-royce stopped in front of her.

"Who are you?" Qu Lan frowned and looked at the rolls-royce. Although the car was similar to Yuchi Haolan's, she could still be sure that it wasn't Yuchi Haolan's this time, and that it might even be someone with ulterior motives who framed Yuchi Haolan.

"You don't need to know." A cold voice came from inside. Qu Lan turned around and walked away, but just two steps later, someone in the car grabbed her by the throat, making her unable to move and unable to speak.

"Dr. Qu, I advise you not to struggle in vain. No one here can help you." The man smiled fiercely and hugged Qu Lan. His thick palms only brushed away from Qu Lan's towering figure. Qu Lan was angry and hateful, his sharp eyes fixed on the man's eyes, as if he wanted to see him clearly.

"Don't be such a tough girl, Qu Lan. Since you dare to chase a man down, you shouldn't be afraid that a man will take you on his own initiative." The man laughed and bent over, trying to gag Qu Lan.

"You want to die!" But before he could move, someone attacked him.

The attackers were not aggressive, and even brought with them the indecision of some newbies.

"You're the one looking for death, kid!" Wang san turned around and threw qu lan into the back seat of his car before closing the door and fighting with Yuchi Haolan who had rushed over. Wang san's power was not inferior to Pei Yilin's, but more than enough to deal with Yuchi Haolan.

His comrades saw that he was at ease and did not wait for him anymore. They stepped on the accelerator and left quickly.

When wang san saw his partner leave, his brows furrowed slightly and he was about to kill Yuchi Haolan, a cold murderous intent suddenly came from his back. He turned around with a frown. Before he could see the face of the other party, a light bullet killed him.

"Ghost King?" Yuchi Haolan frowned at the black mask.

It's me. You came to bring food to my sister?" Ghost King wiped off the loot, walked quickly to Yuchi Haolan, took a deep breath, and the smell easily aroused the greedy bug in Ghost King's stomach.

The sadness that had just risen from the madness of fang zi faded away. He smiled and extended his hand to Yuchi Haolan, "Give me the thing. I'll send it to my sister. And you, you should have more important things to do now."

"Well, that's true." Yuchi Haolan smiled bitterly, took a step forward, handed the dessert to Ghost King, and turned to leave.

"Wait a minute." Ghost King stopped Yuchi Haolan and handed him a gun. In front of his confused eyes, Ghost King smiled faintly. "I saw everything just now. Those people are not easy to deal with. I won't go with you. Take care of them."

"Yes." Yuchi Haolan knew it was dangerous this time and took Ghost King's gun without hesitation. He got into the car and drove away quickly.

Ghost King watched Yuchi Haolan leave and immediately turned around and walked towards the house.

"Sis, I'm back. I have something good for you." After Ghost King entered the house, he quickly ran to Song Qian's room. Along the way, a maid was not in any condition. Seeing him frown, he reached out to his waist and cautiously walked forward.

After about ten seconds of walking, Ghost King came to Song Qian's door and pressed it close to the door. Listening to the long and familiar breathing, Ghost King breathed a sigh of relief and slowly turned around. He returned to the hall, put the things Yuchi Haolan had given him on the table, and sat down at the table.

His eyes were glum as he watched the house for Song Qian and the others, recalling the harsh scene he had just seen.

He had thought that with him by his side, Yin Baoer would not recover his memory so quickly.

However, he did not expect that Yin Baoer's love for Zikuang was so deep in his heart that just going back together to sweep the graves of their parents would bring back all of Yin Baoer's memories. Now, not only did she remember Zikuang's surging love, but she also remembered her lies.

Although she did not say a single word to blame herself at that time, looking at her painful eyes, Ghost King felt that this was the greatest pain. He could not bear to stay by their side. He could only pretend to lose them and continue to protect them in the dark.

Just now, fang zi carried Yin Baoer into the room. The way Yin Baoer circled his neck and the affectionate look between them made Ghost King couldn't stand it any longer. Unable to stay by their side, he could only choose to drive back here to protect Song Qian.

"Ghost King, you're back?" Just as Ghost King was thinking, Pei Yilin's deep voice came over.

"Yes." Ghost King answered absent-mindedly and asked, "Is song qian awake? I have something to talk to him about."

"She's awake. She's looking for you, too." Pei Yilin paused and continued, "She probably knows why you came back."

"Really? It's good to know." Ghost King took a deep breath, walked over to Pei Yilin and looked at him deeply. "Boss Pei, although you have two children with Song Qian now, that doesn't mean Song Qian will marry you. Love might happen today, but not tomorrow. Without a marriage certificate, how are you going to live a peaceful life?"

"And this is my gift to you." Ghost King took out a folder from his backpack and handed it to Pei Yilin. "Boss Pei, I hope you won't disappoint me."

"Of course not." Pei Yilin opened the folder, took a look at the contents, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"Looks like I have something else to do tomorrow. Then Yuchi Haolan, I'm afraid I won't be able to compete with him." Pei Yilin said happily.

"He doesn't have time to compete with you either. Now he should be in a hurry to save qu lan." Ghost King answered and walked quickly to Song Qian's room.

Ghost King walked very fast, as if he didn't want to talk anymore. Pei Yilin frowned and pondered for a moment. He ordered Faang Zikuang to get his marriage certificate with Song Qian and followed Ghost King to the door.

"Xiao hao?" Song Qian's worried voice came from inside. Through the wooden door, Pei Yilin could hear the movement of the table and chair inside, as well as a low, suppressed cry.

Pei Yilin listened carefully to the sound and made sure it wasn't from Song Qian. Then he turned around and called Yin Baoer. At that time, Yin Baoer had just finished washing up when she received a call from Pei Yilin. She was a little stunned, but she still picked it up quickly.

"Brother Yilin, what's the matter?" Yin Baoer's gentle voice startled Pei Yilin. Immediately, he understood why Ghost King was crying.

I'm afraid it was because Yin Baoer regained his memory, saw the sweetness between Faang Zikuang and Yin Baoer, and knew that it was futile for him to wait any longer, that he chose to be dejected and come back, right?

However, even so, it was still unable to calm his lost heart, so Ghost King chose to talk to Song Qian to vent his sadness, right?

"Brother Yilin?" Yin Baoer saw that there was no response from the other side of the phone for a long time and called several times.

Pei Yilin recovered from his thoughts and smiled, "Bao' er, you have recovered your memory."

"Yes." Yin Baoer smiled. "Brother Yilin, during the time I lost my memory, I did a lot of damage to you and qian' er. Brother zikuang and I are both very guilty. We have decided. We will meet you now. I want to make it up to you for my past mistakes."

"No need." Pei Yilin refused. "All you need to do is get my marriage certificate with Qian. Here, with the help of the ghost king, nothing will go wrong."

"This way, okay?" Yin Baoer had some doubts. "Brother Yilin, sister qian er is a very strong character. If it was in the past, she might not have been angry if you had secretly gotten the marriage certificate for the two of them. But now, her personality has changed, and you have done that to her. If you don't ask her for advice, I'm afraid..."

"Ask her for advice? How can I ask? Do you propose to her like Yuchi Haolan?" Pei Yilin's eyes lit up when he heard that.

"Yes. Women like to propose. Even if the man she loved did not kneel on one knee in front of her in front of everyone, holding the flower she loved, and making a vow to protect her for the rest of her life, no one would reject it. However, sister qian er has a special personality. If you want to conquer her, you have to put in more effort." Yin Baoer suggested, "Like, a hot air balloon proposal, or a tech guy making a fancy wedding ring?"

"Well... I'll think about it." Pei Yilin frowned.

He had thought that it was easy to propose, but why was it so difficult for Yin Baoer to say it?

What the hell is going on with the wedding ring?