811: C811 Confrontation

C811 Confrontation

Youyou woke up in the middle of the night from the pain.

She did not know when, but she actually crawled until his soft body collapsed. This time, perhaps he fell asleep and did not refuse.

She simply found a comfortable spot and curled up in the man's arms. Seeing that he had fallen asleep with his eyes narrowed, she thought of how he had actually hit her. She grabbed the cylinder and was about to hit his head when he unconsciously raised his arm. The cylinder smashed into his hard right palm and bounced back, instantly hitting his leisurely forehead.

Youyou's face was full of tears. She was actually hit by her own weapon until her eyes were full of stars.

Gong Mingchuan turned around and continued to sleep. It was as if he did not notice her sneak attack just now.

Youyou ground her teeth hard. "You pervert, pervert, pervert. . . "

Gong Mingchuan suddenly waved his big palm and threw it on her butt. He used a lot of force to twist her butt. "What are you scolding me for?"

Gong Mingchuan, f * ck you! Aren't you sleeping? How could your ears be so sharp?

Youyou fought back with all her might. The thought of attacking him had just arisen in her mind. The wound on her shoulder flared up. She suddenly fell onto the bed and rolled into a ball in pain.

Suddenly, Gong Mingchuan's big hand pulled and tore off her cloak, pressing her down.

She completely panicked.

And she was not as strong as him.

In a daze, he ate it whole.

After 28 high difficulty movements, he let out a long roar and vented it in her body. In a low and ambiguous voice, he whispered in her ear, "This is the real pervert. . . "

Le Youyou calmed her raging emotions and really wanted to ask him. Did he recognize her?

Gong Mingchuan pinched her small face and said, "Shut up. Don't talk. " He hugged her and fell into a deep sleep.

. . .

The next day, Youyou's eyes were red and swollen. She kept yawning and lying on the blanket, her body was purple and she kept trembling.

Ying asked from outside, "Young Master, are you awake? Are you still going to White Cliff?"

Gong Mingchuan lifted the blanket and pulled her out from inside. "Put on your clothes and come with me to see your father, Han Tinejun, and your sister. "

He could finally confront Han Tinejun.

Youyou helped Gong Mingchuan, whose legs were broken, step into the living room of the White Cliff villa.

Youyou looked up. On the stairs, a woman in white clothes with an outstanding temperament stood sideways. It was her appearance, the one disguised as Han Xien.

Han Tinejun's real daughter.

When enemies meet, their eyes will turn red.

Suddenly, another two men came down from the stairs.

A middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses was Han Tinejun.

The other man was wearing a black suit. He was tall and straight like a pine tree. It was Huo Zhiqian.

Today, he actually dared to come to France?

Le Youyou stared at him. Pain rolled up in her mind and hatred unconsciously surfaced in her eyes.

Huo Zhiqian kept his eyes down and held a snow-white crystal box with both hands. When Gong Mingchuan walked in, Huo Zhiqian let out a long sigh. "This is Mr. Gong's mother's urn. "1

Youyou was shocked. Why did the Huo family have Gong Mingchuan's mother's urn?

As for Gong Mingchuan, his eyes were fixed on the urn. His eyes were slightly absent-minded. His expression was sometimes gentle, sometimes painful, sometimes angry, and then angry. All in all, it was very complicated.

Gong Mingchuan said coldly, "If you did not threaten me with your mother's urn, I would have killed you when your plane arrived in France. "

"You can still kill me now. " Huo Zhiqian did not look at anyone. He only looked at Le Youyou, whose face was beyond recognition, on Youyou.

The only people who knew Youyou and Han Xien's identities were him and Han Tinejun.

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