1712 focus

On the day of the appraisal.

A large number of media reporters had already received the news in advance, and they had even rushed to the National paternity testing center before the person involved. The person doing the test here today was Lin xiaojiu, who had recently caused a heated discussion in the capital!

It was also today that they would officially reveal whether she was elder Long’s true son.

This had been the biggest mystery in the four nine city for a while now. Furthermore, Lin xiaojiu’s arrogant behavior had angered the public the moment she landed in the capital. Almost everyone was hoping that the results of her test would not be satisfactory. After all, without the protection of elder long and the long family, it was only a matter of time before she was beaten down.

A water … Water Dog?

When the Mercedes Benz Maybach S600s appeared in order in front of people, they could not help but have the same question.

The black bulletproof glass was like a beast that could easily devour a person. It was highly bulletproof, giving people a strong visual feast. When all the cars stopped at the entrance of the identification Center at exactly the right angle, they felt a shiver that would only appear when they watched The Godfather series movies.

Lin Hanxing and Lei Xiao were currently sitting in the car that was parked in the center of the road.

“It’s rare to see such a lively scene.”

Lei Xiao’s thin lips moved slightly, and his gaze fell outside the car window. There was a dense crowd of people standing at the entrance of the paternity testing center, not to mention the numerous media reporters, all armed with cameras, as if they were just waiting for them to appear.

“Don’t you think it’s been lively enough recently?”

Lin Hanxing pretended to be surprised, his almond-shaped eyes widened, and Lei min’s eyes darkened.

“You changed your perfume?”

He suddenly brought up a completely unrelated topic, but he moved closer to her neck and sniffed it.

“A dog’s nose,”

She had indeed changed to a sour plum perfume today because she was in a good mood. This was a new one that Madam Lei had sent to her, saying that it was one of the top cosmetics brands under the Lei Corporation that had not yet been released.

“Long qingru and PU Weishi came long ago.”

Lei Xiao said in a deep voice, his gaze falling on the slightly curly long hair behind her back. That gaze was just like the one they had when they reunited on the cruise ship after many years, dark and deep.

“You’ve waited for so long, can you not come earlier?”

As soon as Lin Hanxing’s voice fell, Lei Xiao raised his hand and touched the hair by her ear. When she came back to her senses, a Jade hairpin with a tassel at the end was inserted into her hair. It swayed with her movements.

“It’s nice.”

He said.

Lin Hanxing laughed.

It wasn’t like the fake smile he had when facing others. It was like the spring water and the spring Forest, so beautiful that people couldn’t take their eyes off it.

The scene inside the carriage could not be seen from the outside, but the anxiety of the people outside could be clearly transmitted into the carriage.

“Why are you frowning?”

Liang yuran looked expressionlessly at Jiang Xibao, who was looking out with a bitter and hateful expression. His voice was deep and cold, as if it had frozen into ice. From the moment he got on the car, this short Wintermelon had been angry like a pufferfish, rubbing his fists and wiping his palms.

“I’m angry!”

He asked and Jiang Xibao answered.

“What are you angry about?”

Liang yuran asked again.

“This group of people are full of bad ideas and only want to bully ninth young lady.”

Jiang Xibao retracted his gaze and turned to look at Liang yuran angrily. She could imagine that these people were waiting to see ninth Miss Make a fool of herself, or they were planning how to make ninth miss a fool of herself.

Bully Lin Hanxing?

Liang yuran remained silent.

The outsiders who could bully her might not even have the time to reincarnate.

Gulp gulp gulp …

The sound was coming from Jiang Xibao’s stomach.

“I’m so angry that I’m hungry.”

Xi Bao rubbed his belly with an aggrieved expression.

A piece of osmanthus cake was brought to her mouth. Jiang Xibao subconsciously turned his head, and his lips gently brushed against Liang yuran’s fingers.