Shenhao: Kill ten shops instantly with eight yuan at the beginning

Chapter 387

"Dududu~"

There was a burst of blind sounds on the mobile phone, and An Wangquan was stunned.

He admitted that there was a "dewy relationship" between him and Zhao Qiuyan.

But that was all before Zhao Qiuyan got married.

Since Zhao Qiuyan got married, An Wangquan has cut off contact with her.

After all, Zhou Yongcheng is also a scene person, and before he got married, he just had fun.

This is already married, if he is still playing, Zhou Yongcheng must not fight with him.

Originally, An Wangquan thought that it would be impossible to intersect with Zhao Qiuyan again in this life.

But there's a saying:

tomorrow or the unexpected, you never know which comes first.

A phone call directly gave him an extra "son".

To be honest, this is something that An Wangquan never expected.

"Go, or not..."

An Wangquan was extremely entangled.

The meaning of Zhao Qiuyan's phone call, he knows very well.

I just want him to go to the hospital to "protect people".

And if you want to "protect people", you will inevitably offend Zhou Yongcheng.

But if he doesn't go, in case Zhou Chen is really his son, according to Zhou Yongcheng's character, I'm afraid he will pick Zhou Chen's skin on the spot.

However, after thinking about it, An Wangquan finally went on a trip.

After all, "old man has a son".

"Come on, prepare the car, go to the First People's Hospital..."An

Wangquan said loudly.

......

"Crunch..."

The tires rubbed against the ground, making a screeching sound, and the Mercedes-Benz S600 stopped steadily at the door of Kyoto Daiichi People's Hospital.

The car door opened, and Zhou Chen and Chu He walked out.

"Whew~"

Zhou Chen let out a long breath, he knew that the moment to decide his fate was coming.

"Let's go, go in

..." "Son, Xiao He..."

At this time, a crisp voice came from Zhou Chen's ears.

Waving his hand, he saw a woman walking towards him.

She was wearing a cheongsam with high slits on both sides, revealing a pair of white and tender long legs.

Zhao Qiuyan

is his own mother.

Zhao Qiuyan is over 40 years old, but she looks like she is in her early 30s, and her face is painted with heavy makeup, but it does not give people the feeling of heavy makeup.

The fiery red lips that are difficult for ordinary people to control and the long curly hair like a waterfall, she can control it perfectly.

White skin, red lips, beautiful appearance...

The moment it appeared, it attracted countless coveted eyes.

"Mom, why are you here..."

Zhou Chen was speechless.

Every time Zhao Qiuyan appears, it will cause a "sensation".

"There's such a big deal, can I not come?"

"Don't worry, I've already taken care of it, no matter what the result is today, you are the son of Yongcheng..."

Although An Wangquan has been notified, the ghost knows if Wow An Wangquan can withstand it.

In order to ensure that nothing went wrong, Zhao Qiuyan still ran around in person and checked the doctor up and down.

No matter what the results of today's appraisal are, Zhou Chen is Zhou Yongcheng's own son.

Zhou Chen: "..."At

this moment, he really doesn't know what to say...

Saying thank you

seems a little inappropriate.

Let's talk about anything else, Zhou Chen didn't know how to speak.

After thinking about it, Zhou Chen chose to be silent.

"Mom, let's go in first..."

Zhao Qiuyan nodded, pulled Zhou Chen with one hand, and walked straight towards the hospital.

"By the way, son, your Uncle An is also here..."

At the moment when Zhao Qiuyan's words fell, Zhou Chen had already seen An Wangquan standing at the door.

The burly figure, the suit and leather shoes, and a big bald head are impressive.

To tell the truth, it was not the first time Zhou Chen had seen An Wangquan.

In the past, in front of King An, he could face it calmly.

But now, seeing An Wangquan again, Zhou Chen suddenly had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

He always felt that the person in front of him looked strangely "kind".

He looked at himself with a look of love in his eyes, as if he were his "father".

Uh....

Zhou Chen hurriedly shook his head and threw out this ridiculous idea.

This paternity test has not been done yet, and it is a little too early to "recognize relatives".

"Mr. An..."

Zhou Chen politely greeted An Wangquan.

"Called... Uncle..."

Originally, An Wangquan wanted to directly ask Zhou Chen to call "Dad".

But when you think about it, forget it.

This paternity test hasn't been done yet, what

if Zhou Chen is Zhou Yongcheng's own son? Also, even if Zhou Chen is not Zhou Yongcheng's own son, it may not be his son.

Zhao Qiuyan, this woman, was a famous "celebrity" in the capital at the beginning.

Zhou Chen: "How

do you say it?"

Zhou Chen felt like he couldn't speak.

If it had been placed in the past, he would have blurted out without hesitation

After all, An Wangquan is also his elder, and it is also appropriate to call him "uncle".

But now, he really can't speak.

At this moment, Zhou Chen has automatically replaced "uncle" and "dad" synonymously.

"Mr. An, the matter has not yet been decided, please forgive me..."

After hesitating for a moment, Zhou Chen finally decided to slow down.

"It should be..."

An Wangquan nodded and said, "Xiao Chen, Qiu Yan, you go in first, I won't go, call me at any time if you have anything." "

Okay!"

Zhou Chen nodded, without any hesitation, and hurriedly pulled Zhao Qiuyan into the hospital.

At this moment, he can no longer face An Wangquan calmly.

"Mom, has Dad arrived

?" "No, but I guess I'm on the way, and I'll be there in a while..."

Zhou Chen nodded: "Is there really no problem with the doctor?"

"Mom, don't worry."

Zhao Qiuyan said confidently.

This time, she has made a bloody investment, and she is absolutely foolproof.

Rest assured?

uh...

Can he rest assured?

Zhao Qiuyan is even wrong with his own father.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

Half an hour has passed in the blink of an eye, and at this time, a black Rolls-Royce Phantom appeared at the door of the First People's Hospital.

Familiar Rolls-Royce, familiar license plates.

Zhou Chen knew that this was Zhou Yongcheng's arrival.

Sure enough, in the next second, the car door was pushed open, and then Zhou Yongcheng walked out.

He glanced around, then hurried towards the hospital.

A moment later, Zhou Yongcheng appeared in front of Zhou Chen.

"Dad..."

"Bang~"

Zhou Yongcheng didn't speak, but slapped Zhou Chen's face.

In the next second, a well-defined slap print appeared on Zhou Chen's face.

"Don't call me Dad, your face of our Zhou family has been lost by you!"

Zhou Yongcheng said sharply.

Zhou Chen: "..."

He wanted to explain, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say anything.

Indeed, on this trip to the Demon Capital, he lost all the face accumulated by the Zhou family.

He himself has become the laughing stock of Kyoto's high circles...