Not only was Ye Fan completely confused, Ye Ruge and the others were also dumbfounded, all staring at Ye Fan.
Although Ye Fan felt that the old man was very bad, it also caused Zhao Mingyue to look at Ye Fan with a look of despair: "Child?
Ye Fan?"
Her steps to take off were slightly delayed.
"Mom, I am Ye Fan, I am your child, and I am here to see you."
Hua Qingfeng was about to urge Ye Fan to call his mother, but Ye Fan had already knelt down with a plop, crying and shouting: "My child is unfilial, and I have made you suffer after being separated for so many years."
"Mom, you can't jump. What should I do if you die?"
"I finally found you, but I haven't reunited mother and son so that you can enjoy family happiness, and you have to send a black-haired person to a white-haired person. How do you expect me to live?"
Ye Fan cried to Zhao Mingyue with tears streaming down his face. The sadness and sadness made many servants and bodyguards feel in a trance.
Could this really be Mrs. Ye’s lost child?
Hua Qingfeng also opened his mouth slightly, looking at this scene in disbelief. Is this kid from the National Theater?
Zhao Mingyue was also frightened by Ye Fan. Seeing the crying Ye Fan, she was at a loss. She wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it.
Ye Ruge is a smart person. She guessed that this was a delaying strategy between Hua Qingfeng and Ye Fan, so she quickly stepped forward and shouted: "Sister-in-law, this is really your child, Ye Fan."
"We found him in Zhonghai and compared his genes with yours. He is indeed your long-lost son."
She guided Zhao Mingyue: "If you don't believe it, come down and take a look at him."
Hua Qingfeng nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, come down and see him. You can also ask him to go up and see you."
"Hua Lao, Ru Ge, I know you are good to me, and for this reason you even let this young man pretend to be my child."
Zhao Mingyue reacted, and looked away from Ye Fan, her tone with unspeakable sadness: "But the fake is fake, he can't heal the trauma and pain in my heart, if he can really replace it, I
I won’t ignore Ye Tianci anymore.”
"It's useless, it's really useless. I can't pass my test. It's all my fault. I didn't protect my children."
"You no longer need to comfort me or save me, just let me go in peace."
She smiled sadly: "My heart is dead. You can save me for a while, but not for a lifetime. You can stop me this time, but you can't stop me next time."
Obviously she guessed that Hua Qingfeng and Ye Fan were cheating on her in good faith.
"Madam, madam, he is really your child."
Seeing Zhao Mingyue leaning forward again, Hua Qingfeng screamed: "After all these years, when have I ever lied to you?
Can’t you trust me just once?”
Ye Ruge also echoed: "Yes, Mr. Hua will never lie to you."
"Madam, if you don't believe it, just ask Mark to come up and give you a look."
Hua Qingfeng continued to shout: "Look at the stubbornness on his back, look at the birthmark on his body, and see if it is your lost child."
"As you said, I can stop you this time, but I can't stop you next time. So what if you waste a little time and take a look?"
He tried his best to persuade: "You may regret it for a while after watching it, but if you don't watch it, you will regret it for the rest of your life. No, you will never settle your eyes until you die."
Ye Fan's mouth was twitching, and he rolled his eyes at Hua Qingfeng. When did this old man peek at him?
He regretted letting Hua Qingfeng take the medicine just now.
Zhao Mingyue hesitated after hearing this, and looked at Ye Fan again, trying to see the outline of the missing child.
At this time, Ye Fan cried loudly again: "Mom, don't you want me anymore?"
This sentence made Zhao Mingyue's heart suddenly twitch, and his heart was broken.
She bit her bloodless lips and managed to say: "Okay, come up here and let me take a look."
Hua Qingfeng was ecstatic: "Ye Fan, come up quickly and let your mother take a look."
Ye Fan didn't hesitate and rushed into the water tower with tears in his eyes. After turning around for more than ten times, he finally stood on the observation deck.
As soon as Ye Fan's figure appeared, Zhao Mingyue reached out and lifted the black hair on his forehead to let his eyes be seen more clearly.
Just a simple movement made Zhao Mingyue's whole body become more agile.
That clear and sad face, the outline as beautiful as the rain from the sky, without a trace of earthly temperament, made Ye Fan hold his breath for a moment when he wanted to save people.
Especially when Zhao Mingyue looked into his eyes, Ye Fan was in a trance.
This kind of trance is not due to the charm of beautiful eyes, but because of the momentary melancholy revealed by Zhao Mingyue.
That melancholy and desolation has a loneliness and sadness that comes from the depths of the soul and is almost desperate.
This is a hard-working but strong woman.
Ye Fan felt an inexplicable pity for her.
When Ye Fan looked at Zhao Mingyue, Zhao Mingyue also looked at Ye Fan with burning eyes.
Seeing his clear eyes, crystal tears, and tenderness, Zhao Mingyue felt a touch of distress in her heart.
How similar is this to the loneliness and helplessness of a separated child?
At the first glance, he couldn't move anymore, his eyes looked at each other, and time seemed to suddenly stop moving at this moment.
In the eyes of Ye Ruge and Hua Qingfeng, Zhao Mingyue suddenly became brighter after seeing Ye Fan, with a little more vitality and vitality.
But this kind of beauty was just like a flash in the pan. As a trace of melancholy rose in Zhao Mingyue's eyes, the brightness that had just soared quickly disappeared.
Zhao Mingyue felt an unspeakable affection for Ye Fan, but too many disappointments over the years made her restrain her joy. She gently stretched out her hand and said, "Ye Fan, come here and let me take a look."
Ye Fan knew that Zhao Mingyue was also a master. Lei Qianjue's Qianji Arrow sneak attack could not kill her when she was seriously injured. Now he had to find a suitable opportunity to save people.
Therefore, Ye Fan did not act recklessly, but stepped forward obediently.
Zhao Mingyue first touched the back of Ye Fan's head, and soon touched a bone. Her body couldn't stop trembling, and the light in her eyes jumped two points more.
Then, she asked Mark to turn around and gently opened his clothes from behind.
The plum blossom birthmark composed of seven Buddhist beads is striking.
"Ah——" Zhao Mingyue felt as if he was struck by lightning for an instant, looking at this pattern in disbelief.
She reached out and touched it again to make sure it was not tattooed or painted. Then, she looked at the fourth prayer bead. Compared with the other beads, this one was particularly red.
As she saw, the fourth one was extremely bright.
The child... is really my child... Zhao Mingyue staggered, turned around Ye Fan, hugged him and cried bitterly: "Ye Fan, Ye Fan, my child, you are back, mom is sorry for you..." Tears fell like rain.
Down.
"Pa-" Before he could finish his words, Ye Fan, with quick eyes and quick hands, slapped Zhao Mingyue on the back of the head and knocked her unconscious.
He hugged the unconscious Zhao Mingyue and shouted happily to Hua Qingfeng and others: "It's done!"
Ye Ruge and the others cheered in relief.
Hua Qingfeng covered his old face and did not see this scene...
