Are you sure you want to divorce me?

Because of Han Yufeng's sudden situation, the original plan could not be carried out on time, so the corpse had to be parked in the lobby for a long time, waiting for someone to recover.Because according to religious customs, the deceased cannot be cremated at will without the close relatives witnessing it with their own eyes.

But who knows when Han Yufeng will wake up?

In order to find out, John went upstairs to check the situation himself, and stayed by the bed for a long time, so that Wen Wenyao had no chance to act.Helpless, he had no choice but to secretly call the "foreign aid" who was his father while he was going to the toilet.It didn't take long for the news to come back from there. Lin died from an overdose.

What she was taking was not a drug for treating mental illness, but a drug that could produce hallucinations. Taking too much of this drug would cause people's central nervous system to be very excited, and eventually they would die violently in hallucinations.Moreover, half an hour later, the residue of that medicine reached Wen Wenyao's hands.At the same time, they also found the same drug residue on the cuffs of John's suit that hadn't been washed in time.

Lin's medicine was changed by John himself.

As for why he did it himself, it is unknown.

At this time, Wen Wenyao was holding the bag of white pills, standing in the corridor and asking John, "What is this?"

"As you can see."

"..." Wen Wenyao complained secretly in his heart. He was obviously a foreigner, but he pretended to be like a native of country Z all day long.

"So, you really did it? Why?" Could it be that the long-term love is made to confuse others?

"She was too noisy, I just asked her to be quiet for a while."

"John, I think you..." There is something wrong with the brain.

I can't communicate, so I can only find another direction, "You are murder!"

But John didn't listen, instead he asked Wen Wenyao nonchalantly, "Did Han ask you to come here to question me?"

"Huh? He...he's unconscious."

"He has always been so smart, but there are some things that he probably couldn't think of."

"What do you mean?" Wen Wenyao didn't know why, but suddenly a lot of sweat broke out on his back.

"..." John didn't speak at first, just looked at the door that was slowly pushed open, until the corner of the wheelchair was exposed, he said slowly, "I'm not John."

"The real John is dead."

"Dear son, I haven't seen you for so many years, why don't you come out and let Dad give you a good hug?"

"!!!" Wen Wenyao's head exploded like a firework, before he even had time to think, he took a step forward and stood between the person and the door.

"You...you..." He immediately had a guess in his heart, but he didn't want to admit it was true.

The young master of the Han family.

According to legend, the young master of the Han family, who had been missing for several years and may have died, appeared in front of him so unexpectedly.

Han Yufeng's biological father.

How could he stand here in the form of a foreigner?

In a daze, he thought, the current plastic surgery technology is too strong, not only can people be made into foreigners, but there is no sense of disobedience.

It's still him... His mind flashed through the 3D disguise technique that is now available in the market, as long as there is a photo of someone else, it can print out a face that is exactly the same as that person.

As Han Yanguang, it is not impossible to come into contact with this advanced technology.

No... Now is not the time to think about these things... He wants to protect Han Yufeng... Yes, he wants to protect his lover!

When Han Yufeng was at his peak, it was not a problem for him to hit ten with one, but now, he can't even stand up!

"What do you want?" he asked in a low voice.

"Sensible, step aside obediently. Let me say a few words to my 'good son'."

He specially added the accent to the word "good son", which sounded like he was gnashing his teeth.Wen Wenyao didn't know why he was angry, but he knew that their relationship was not good.

Because Han Yufeng once said that this father often drank, beat him when he was drunk, and uttered some unsavory obscenities.Such a person, how could he let him approach Han Yufeng successfully.

At the same time, Han Yufeng's hands inside the gate were shaking. For a long time, whenever he closed his eyes, he would have nightmares.And those nightmares are all about one person, and that person is Han Yanguang standing outside the door.

No one knows the truth about Han Yanguang's disappearance, but he does.

Han Yufeng thought, maybe this is fate, he will never be able to...

His hand suddenly clenched the armrest, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged, showing that he had used a lot of force, but he didn't care, and when he opened his eyes again, it was clear.

After making up his mind, he slowly manipulated the wheelchair and slowly appeared in the field of vision of the two people outside.

"Son, long time no see." He seemed to be a kind and good father.

Han Yufeng didn't speak, but just looked at him steadfastly. Although Wen Wenyao didn't understand the meaning in that look, it didn't prevent him from feeling the flow of swords surging in the air.

He quickly walked behind Han Yufeng, holding the handle on the back of the wheelchair, showing a vigilant state, intending to push him away immediately if he found something wrong.

But even if it is pushed, where can it be pushed?False John dared to reveal his identity at this time, which meant that he had made sufficient preparations. Perhaps the transfer of power in the morning was just a cover-up for him. After a while, those people would take off their suits and rush up the steps.

He was so nervous that he was sweating all over his body, but Han Yufeng seemed to be calm, which made him feel at ease.

But I was right, Han Yufeng was alone in the room just now, so he must have enough time to get ready before coming out.

He should believe in him, after all his lover can do anything.

wrong!one person? !So how did he move himself into the wheelchair?If his memory is correct, he pushed the wheelchair far away from the big bed.

Can Han Yufeng leave? !This realization made Wen Wenyao laugh wildly regardless of the current occasion and atmosphere.

"What's the matter, son? You don't say a word. Do you hate Dad so much?" Han Yanguang slowly approached them while talking.

Wen Wenyao pulled back the wheelchair vigilantly, his eyes were fierce, like a Tibetan mastiff defending its territory.

Han Yufeng, who was sitting in a wheelchair, seemed uncomfortable. He raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows. His upper body was also leaning on his back. His face was snow-white. The only thing to be thankful for was that his lips were not stained purple.

"You're still alive..." he whispered, as if he was just sighing, and seemed to be speaking to the person five steps away from him.

Han Yanguang smiled, even his eyes were stained with a smile, he seemed really happy.

He said, "I'm still alive, are you surprised?"