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Chapter 545, Father and Son

I'm so stupid. Why did I show off my good stuff in front of this young lady? Well, now, I was robbed by someone else!

Yu Hanxin staggered away with heartache. She knew that she and Messi would never be together again. Unless she waited for Jingyu to get tired of it and abandon him again!

But how long will it take? Will it last forever?

She has never attended any gathering with Jingyu since then.

The relationship between Ye Fan's clone and Jingyu is just polite and diplomatic. He holds hands in front of others, hugs behind others, and kisses her forehead and cheeks. Unless she takes the initiative, he usually doesn't kiss her lips. He never enters her mouth once.

They had a real kiss. He really treated her more like a sister.[

But Jingyu was very satisfied and felt that Macy still doted on her. What a girl wants is to be polite and considerate in front of others, to take care of her, to hug and kiss her in private, and to whisper softly. Even Macy never touched her breasts

Wei'an, she also felt that he respected her and did not act recklessly. This is exactly what she imagined love to be like!

Xie Chen, who was in sadness and despair, was ridiculed to death by those who were jealous of him in the past. One day, he came to Yu Hanxin: "Although my education is not as high as yours, I am one year older than you after all. Otherwise, we can just get together to comfort each other."

?There are a lot of words on the net”

Yu Hanxin smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Thank you. Maybe Messi will be abandoned by Jingyu like you in the future. I will wait for him."

Yu Hanxin knew that after two love blows, she really couldn't fall in love with anyone else. What's more, this Xie Chen was far inferior to her Messi.

Facing the autumn wind and rain outside, the autumn colors of autumn wild geese, and the fallen leaves falling all over the ground, Yu Hanxin couldn't help crying with tears: "Messi, Messi, I will always wait for you!"

At the end of October, Jingyu's father Tang Jiaxuan came to the United States for a visit. After the friendly visit, he stopped by the Massachusetts Institute of Technology in Cambridge, Massachusetts to visit Jingyu. Unfortunately, he was attacked by an unidentified thug on the way and was seriously injured.

After getting the news, Jingyu rushed to Cambridge Hospital with Ye Fan's clone and Jessica. Fortunately, Vice Chairman Tang only injured his left arm, and the injury was not serious.

But the hospital blood bank was short of O-shaped blood. All the guards and attendants rolled up their arms and shouted for the nurse to draw their own blood. But after a blood test, only Ye Fan's clone, Jing Yu, and a translator met the blood type requirements.

Ye Fan's clone comforted Jingyu and said, "You are a girl and you have to take care of your father after the operation. Just let me and Translator Wang donate blood to the vice chairman."

Everyone thought what he said was reasonable. So, Ye Fan's clone and Wang Translator walked into the blood collection room. Ye Fan's clone donated 400 blood; Wang Translator was weaker and only donated 300 according to the general standard.

Translator Wang left first because it ended earlier.

Ye Fan's clone used a cotton swab to press the mouth of the needle tube tightly. Just as he was about to walk out of the blood collection room, the flaxen-haired doctor who suddenly took a blood test asked: "Are you the son of that important patient? There are many words on the Internet."

Ye Fan's clone was very surprised: "What's the matter? What's the matter?" He thought that although he was not the son of Vice Chairman Tang, he was his daughter's boyfriend. It would be a good idea to ask him anything in advance.

"Oh, it's nothing." The man spread his hands and shrugged, "It's just that your blood is very similar. The blood of a father and his son are always similar, right?"

Ye Fan's clone smiled and shook his head: "But we are not father and son. I am just the boyfriend of the patient's daughter."

"Ah..." The doctor was a little shocked, "Then, I'm afraid you two are not suitable for getting married and raising the next generation. Young people, be careful."

After Ye Fan's clone smiled, he opened the door and left.

At the door, Vice Chairman Tang's Secretary Fang stepped aside as soon as he heard this, and then walked into the blood collection room after thinking deeply. He politely asked the blood test doctor what he meant by what he just said. After a long time, Secretary Fang came to Vice Chairman Tang with a somewhat mysterious expression.

The Chairman's ward. Seeing that Jingyu was the only one left in the ward, he whispered a few words into the ear of the Vice Chairman who was leaning against the head of the bed.

"What?" Tang Jiaxuan, who was a little depressed, looked sideways at him in shock.[

Secretary Fang nodded solemnly: "I just took the blood sample to a specialized department for identification, and the answer is yes."

No way? There are a lot of words on the Internet saying that Lan Feiyang is his son? I wouldn’t believe it even if I beat him to death!

Wu Bingzhen can be regarded as a son of a general. When he was serving in JN Province, he definitely had nothing to do with Wu Bingzhen's sisters, right? There are many words on the Internet

Could it be that the hospital made a mistake when I was a child? Someone else’s child became Wu Bingzhen’s nephew?…

Don't worry about these things for now, he is currently in love with Jingyu...

Oh my god, what a sin!

So, with a pale face, he asked Jingyu: "My dear daughter, how far are you and Messi now?"

"Dad..." Jingyu shook her body coquettishly, "This is so embarrassing."

"Speak directly." Tang Jiaxuan suddenly became serious.

"It's just average." Jingyu pouted, "Don't worry, I'm still very conservative."

"Oh..." Tang Jiaxuan breathed a long sigh of relief, "That's good. But from today on, I'm done with him."

Jingyu's face instantly turned pale: "Dad! Are you too ****? There are many words on the net."

"Then do it once." Tang Jiaxuan said with a cold face, "I'll repeat it again: From today on, you and Messi are no longer involved!"

Tears burst from Jingyu's eyes: "Are you my dad? I just like him! Constantly!"

However, it was not her fault that the decision was discontinued.

At this moment, Secretary Fang, who is about forty years old, is talking to Ye Fan's clone. The general idea is that the Vice Chairman was violently attacked by terrorists during his trip to the United States. Two bodyguards and entourage members have been seriously injured and three others have been slightly injured. Now more security personnel need to be dispatched.

I hope he will go back to the apartment immediately to pack up his travels and come to the hospital to protect the vice president. They will take a special flight back to China the day after tomorrow.

"Yes!" Ye Fan's clone had no choice but to stand at attention and salute. For a moment, he didn't understand whether he would only guard this hospital for two days, or whether he would follow him back home.

At four quarters past four in the morning the next day, it is when people are most tired. Suddenly, someone among the American security personnel outside the hospital crossed the line. They were quick and agile, killing all the sentry posts and rushing outside Vice Chairman Tang's ward.

.

Ye Fan's clone, whose consciousness was covering the surrounding area at all times, immediately separated from his body and blocked the most ruthless person among them. This was a black man, who covered his head with stockings, moved erratically, and had sharp and vicious fists and feet. When he saw the consciousness of Ye Fan's clone, he actually

It's Lan Feiyang's separate consciousness, and he even uses vicious and weird moves.

Lan Feiyang's split consciousness estimated that the opponent was a martial arts master who ranked high on the Tenglong Ranking. But unfortunately, he met a super Tenglong Ranking master whose consciousness had reached the peak of Nirvana. So in less than ten rounds, Lan Feiyang was defeated by Lan Feiyang.

A wisp of sharp sword-shaped essence pierced the chest of the flying separate consciousness, and he could only flee in fear and despair.


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