C3 It's Her

Han Yubo could feel that after he said that, the surrounding atmosphere seemed to freeze up, especially the expression of their chief, which made him look unfathomable. No one knew what he was thinking at all.

This. . . The child was like him? Linn Nanfeng's eyes became sharp. No wonder he felt that this child looked familiar.

But how could he have a child? Except that night!

Linn Nanfeng's eyes suddenly narrowed as the scene from that night popped up in his mind. . . Could it really be that night?

He lowered his head, then looked at Little Milk Bun and said, "Tell me, why are you here?"

Although this Little Milk Bun looked like him, and furthermore, Little Milk Bun looked like him, There was also a possibility that it was the son that woman gave birth to for him. However, he had been used to being cautious for the past twenty years. He wouldn't allow anything to go wrong.

However, when he lowered his head to look at the small ball on his arm, his indifferent eyes flashed with astonishment. . . Because the small ball on his arm had actually fallen asleep. That soft ball quietly lied on his arm just like that, sleeping very soundly. There was no trace of that solemn and sharp shadow at all.

Han Yubo secretly swallowed his saliva. Luckily, Little Milk Bun was asleep. Otherwise, he wouldn't have cried when he was asked such a serious question by the boss when he was awake.

Han Yubo didn't know that Linn Chenchen had pointed his gun at that woman. If he had known, he wouldn't have been worried that their boss would scare him.

"Let's go!" Linn Nanfeng stopped looking at Little Milk Bun. He looked cold and indifferent again. He held the gun that he had taken from Little Milk Bun and held Little Milk Bun tightly in his arms. He walked out of the room with big steps. The boots on the floor reminded him of a steady voice.

"Boss, let me carry it!" As soon as he walked out of the door, Han Yubo came out from behind Linn Nanfeng. He wanted to help him hug Chenchen, but Linn Nanfeng did not even blink. He just spoke in a cold voice. "No need!"

They appeared at the door, especially when Linn Nanfeng was carrying a baby that looked similar to him. Instantly, the eyes of the subordinates standing outside the door widened. They couldn't believe that their boss was carrying a child, and this child looked so similar to him.

Instantly, they had the same thought as Han Yubo, but they didn't have the courage to say it out loud.

Linn Nanfeng's cold eyes swept across the surroundings, but all of a sudden, his eyes narrowed.

"Catch!" A short and powerful sentence was heard. Linn Nanfeng threw the Little Milk Bun in his hand towards Han Yubo.

After that, he ran in a certain direction like a gust of wind. The cold and clear sound of the boots was exceptionally loud.

However, the rest of them just stood there, looking like they were about to go crazy. A large group of brawny men caught Little Milk Bun, who was thrown into the air, with all their might.

In less than two seconds, the dozen or so men who had eaten bullets were so scared that they were sweating profusely.

The boss's heart was really big. Although they knew that their skills were still passable, was it really good for him to throw Little Milk Bun out without any preparation?

After a false alarm, they exhaled deeply.

At this time, Little Milk Bun seemed to have been woken up. He used his meaty little hand to rub his eyes that were a little hard to open. Seeing so many people surrounding him, he was not surprised at all. After rubbing his nose a few times, he continued to sleep seriously in Han Yubo's arms.

More than a dozen tough men:. . . ""

. . .

On the other side of the building, Linn Nanfeng was running fast. He was like a cheetah. He was chasing his prey.

The one he was chasing was a tall but small woman.

She wore simple jeans and a shirt, a black cap, and a big face mask the size of a palm.

She had been looking at Linn Nanfeng and the others at the corner of the corridor. When she noticed that Linn Nanfeng had noticed her, she quickly ran away.

It was her! It had to be her!

Although he couldn't see her face, there was a strong voice in Linn Nanfeng's heart telling him: That must be the woman from five years ago. She had appeared. After five years of searching, she finally appeared!

Linn Nanfeng's feelings at this moment could not be described with words. He only wanted to catch this woman and ask her why she had left five years ago. Didn't he tell her in her ear that he would be responsible?

The figure not far away looked very petite, but her speed was indeed incomparably fast. It was as if she was incomparably familiar with this floor as she quickly shuttled back and forth.

Finally, when she saw the elevator not far away, she hurriedly rushed over because this floor had already been booked by Linn Nanfeng. So there were almost no other people here. As long as she could leave this floor, she would definitely be able to escape.

Just as she pressed her slender fingers on the button of the elevator, suddenly, there was a pulling force behind her.

Her entire back was tightly pressed against the cold wall. It was a little painful, but it could not compare to the panic in her heart.

In just a second, Linn Nanfeng felt that it was not enough to press this woman against the wall. His strong arm immediately stretched out and supported her head. It tightly wrapped around her, and those two strong legs also wrapped around her long legs. He would never give her the chance to escape. After all, he had been looking for her for five years.

In Linn Nanfeng's deep eyes, There's a light that's been suppressed for a long time, He stared deeply at this little girl who was being suppressed by him. Her eyes were very beautiful. This was his first feeling. He hated other women getting close to him, but he didn't hate her.

This woman was the first woman that she didn't hate. Although no one could see her face, with this familiar aura, Linn Nanfeng had already overlapped that woman from five years ago in his head.

It was her, it was her, it was her! There was no reason at all. This was the thought in Linn Nanfeng's mind.

He stretched out his slender fingers, wanting to take off her mask and see what she looked like.

But before his hand could touch her mask, his eyes were suddenly covered by something. It was a little cold. . . And also a little soft, that was her palm.