V2.Chapter 539

Master and servant, Liu Bohan was so ashamed that he could hardly raise his head. If only he could find a crack in the ground, he would go in.

Liu Bohan resisted the impulse of not getting up and brushing his sleeves. However, his tone could no longer be maintained well. He said stiffly, "I just want an answer. I want to know where my own daughter has gone."

"Well, I promise you." Unexpectedly, the flowers on the street suddenly gathered up a smile, very simply agreed to come down.

Liu Bohan, who has been ready to continue to be humiliated by a stranger, is surprised.

The tea cup in the hand of the flower on the street was put down, and there was no trace of expression on the beautiful face.

The eyes are as quiet as the lake, and can't see the mood of joy and anger.

Qin yapo some indignation, also was a stranger to spend a look shocked.

Liu Bohan looked at the flowers on the street with complicated complexion. After a long time, he turned his head in silence and looked at the boy behind him.

The boy opened the food box he had been carrying, took out a bowl of water from it, and went forward with both hands in his hands.

He came with a bowl of clear water.

It's just how distrustful it is.

The face of the flower on the street is slightly cold, and the radian of the corner of his lips is particularly ironic. "Liu Xiang is really careful. He is just a bowl of water, but he has to bring it by himself."

Liu Bohan did not say a word. He took up the same silver needle, punctured his fingertips, squeezed out blood and fell into the bowl.

Mo Shang Hua stood up, did not take Liu Bohan's used silver needle, felt a silver needle from the sleeve, the same puncture index finger to take blood.

Two drops of scarlet blood fall into the bowl, as if there is some special gravity, and soon blend together.

Flowers on the surface of a group of quiet, no mood ups and downs.

Neither elated nor shocked.

Even a trace of the grievances of the past have not been redressed.

However, Liu Bohan's old face, after seeing the blood in the bowl, can be called a wonderful change.

First, it was slightly shocked, then it sank a bit, and then, it was the complexity that could not be described.

For a long time, he sighed deeply, one hand covered his forehead, and his face was a little guilty, "Qianqian, I'm sorry for you."

"I'm no longer Liu Qianqian." The cold voice of flowers on the street interrupted Liu Bohan's words, and his eyebrows and eyes were all alienated. "From the moment my biological father sent people to assassinate me many times, from my father knowing the result, or when he was opposite to me coldly."

After a pause, the last trace of cold in her voice also returned to nothingness, completely without a trace of emotion, as if facing a stranger, "from the moment you give this name to someone else, the real Liu Qianqian has died with hatred."

Liu Bohan was silent for a long time. After preparing for a long time, Liu Bohan stopped all the words at this moment and could not spit out a word.

On the street flower turns to take a seat again, the posture elegant holds up the tea cup, "Liu Xiang wants to know the result already knew, please."

Seeing this, Qin Ya stepped forward and made a gesture of please, "Lord Liu, please."

A little boy behind Liu Xiang felt that he couldn't see it. He came up to him as usual and yelled, "you girl, how dare you be rude to our adults, you..."

"Shut up Liu Bohan coldly interrupts before he finishes his boasting words.

At this time, Liu Bohan seems to have changed a person in general. When he looks at the flowers on the street, he doesn't have the usual glare. Instead, he takes a few different twists of guilt.

"Princess Yu, I know you resent me in your heart, but my father used to be hoodwinked to do such stupid things. Now the truth has come to light, and the thieves have already fallen into the law. You are still my good daughter. I will certainly compensate you twice in the future, so don't be angry with your father."

The flower on the street seems to have heard a big joke, smiling like peach blossom, but at the bottom of her eyes, she said, "Mr. Liu Xiang, how can I be so humble as to let you talk to me in such a low voice."

Qin Ya was very disgusted with Liu Bohan's face and said with a smile: "I can't understand you. Which one is Liu Xiang's singing?"

Liu Bohan's old face suddenly darkened, and his anger could not be controlled. "Princess Yu, the matter has been investigated clearly. You don't recognize your ancestors and insult your own father here. What's the reason?"

Yan Beicheng's smile faded and his eyes coldly looked at Liu Bohan, "what's the reason? Liu Xiang thinks that the things you have done can be eased by your soft words? How could I sit here now, if I had not been lucky enough to do so? "

Liu Bohan was slightly stunned, and his anger froze at this moment, "you..."

The anger of the flower on the road to the forehead is not a few words can be resolved.

At the moment, she was not holding herself accountable, but interrogating the man who should have been her own father for the dead.

Even if you were hoodwinked by the traitors, you didn't want to have my father daughter relationship with you for more than ten years. Every action is to kill me. How can we have such a cruel father in the world? Liu Bohan, since you are here today, I will make it clear to you. ""No matter now or in the future, I will never forgive you. You should not ask for it by blood and father and daughter."

"I'll never recognize you!"

Such a remark made Liu Bohan lose face completely.

However, this sentence is a clear fact, he is in the heart of shame, there is no way to refute.

For a while, he was ashamed and angry in his heart.

"Good, good, good!" Liu Bohan's face was flushed and his body was shaking. He said three good words in a row and left with his sleeves.

But from the beginning to the end, he did not dare to look into the eyes of the flowers on the stranger.

Far away, he could hear his voice scolding his servant for his shame.

Hearing this, Qin Ya felt more relaxed and admired the flowers on the street. "Princess, you have just become too powerful. What if he is the Prime Minister of the dynasty? It's not shameful and shameless. "

He was not embarrassed because of his shame, but because I stepped on his face under his feet, and his prime minister was scolded by my younger generation. He had no face and could not be ashamed

After a pause, she added, "there's not a single word of what he said today."

Qin Ya had a little smile on her face. She immediately drooped down and was full of indignation. "I didn't expect that the prime minister was so shameless! Such deceptive things can also be done

The flower on the street gently put the tea cup on the table, the tone returned to calm, "power charming eyes, many things are not as simple as you think."