Rebirth of an Ugly Girl Turned Around

"Yes, how could I feel troublesome?" Seeing the little girl hugging her neck intimately, how could Huo Tianchen feel disgusted, he is too late to be happy now!

Huo Tianchen looked down at Qiao Yi'an, "Don't worry, my bodyguards each have a valid proof of holding a gun, otherwise I wouldn't be so swaggering, you can rest assured."

Although when he was in the artificial lake before, Huo Tianchen fired the shot, but when he turned back, Huo Tianchen's subordinates would help to claim it, so he didn't have to bother to run from the police station again. After all, they have both proof of possession of a gun and self-defense. The police generally don’t care that much, but the gun in the hands of the trafficker will definitely be sentenced to a heavy sentence. In addition, the other party has previously abducted and sold children, extorted threats, and shot. Injuring people and a series of other things, it is almost a certainty to sit in prison!

"Since that's the case, then it's the best." Qiao Yian didn't say more, just thanked Huo Tianchen and led Pei Wenbo forward.

Qiao Yixin was still thinking about other things, and didn't pay much attention to the expression on the face of the child beside him for a while, but Huo Tianchen noticed that Pei Wenbo's child secretly turned his head to look at him, then turned to look forward, Then he glanced at him secretly again, then turned his head to look straight ahead, and put Huo Tianchen to grab the bag, the little guy blinked his eyes and pursed his lips, and his face was as if nothing had happened just now, but there was a trace in his eyes. The flash of anticipation revealed what Pei Wenbo was thinking at this time.

He was actually a little envious. The younger sister was holding a happy look by Uncle Huo. He wanted to try it too, but...

The little guy looked up at Qiao Yian, there was still a wound on his mother's arm, and some blood stains on his clothes. Although his mother said that the blood stains were not hers, Pei Wenbo felt that he should not tire his mother... Little The guy thought obediently in his heart.

Huo Tianchen saw what Pei Wenbo was thinking, and he looked down at Pei Wenbo with a smile on his face, "How about letting Uncle Huo carry you away?"

"No need." Pei Wenbo glanced at Huo Tianchen, shook his head and refused, "Uncle Huo is already very tired holding his sister."

"Well...?" Qiao Yian lowered his head when he heard the conversation between the two, but he could see what the little guy was thinking at a glance. How could he not know the son he gave birth to?

She reached out and touched the little guy's fluffy head, and hugged Pei Wenbo. Although her physical strength before the injury was almost exhausted, after such a long period of recovery, her current physical strength has not A lot came up, and it wasn't made of porcelain, so it was no problem to hold a child.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she picked up Pei Wenbo, the little guy frowned and twisted, not wanting to make Qiao Yian tired, "Mom, let me down, I don't want you to hug me. You have an injury on your arm, or Don't hug me, it's too hard."

"It doesn't matter, mom can hold her." Qiao Yi'an scratched the little guy's nose in a good mood and said with a smile.

With such a considerate son, she can hold her even when she is tired.

"I'll do it." Without waiting for the little guy to say anything to Qiao Yian, Huo Tianchen next to him hugged the child into his arms, and the strong action could not be refused.