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Chapter 170 Yan Luo is beaming again, Wang Zi, call Dad!

Yan Xingyu had just finished washing up and wiped his wet hair with a towel. As soon as he left the bathroom door, the small bulge on the bed had disappeared.

At that moment, countless news about trafficking in children continued to play in his mind.

He was shocked, threw down the towel in his hand and was about to run out to find the child.

Why are you living in a farmhouse and stealing children these days?

Before he could run out, as soon as he opened the door, he saw that there were three big ones outside, one with a big smile, one with a expressionless face, and two small ones who were hugged and drowsy.

Those who don’t know thought they came from where they came from.

Yan Luo said, "Dad, do you still have a place here?"

Yan Xingyu nodded, "There are two beds."

Yan Xingyu's eyes fell on Yan Wang's face, and he widened his eyes, "Cang Wang?"

The Fourth Master of Cang's family is a famous child from other people's family in the circle. How many children have been beaten because of him? If you really want to talk about it, he has to call Cangwang's elder brother Uncle. Cangwang's seniority is even higher than him.

This genius child never saw him, and he never saw him at some gatherings.

There are rumors about this mysterious Fourth Master Cang and outrageous rumors. There have been rumors that this talented child of the Cang family is a freak. Not only is he strange and distorted and dark, but he also looks like a mountain road with a curve, so the talents of the Cang family never bring him out.

Until the metamorphosis plan started broadcasting, Cang Siye broke out the outrageous rumors, and those who spread the rumors were also denounced: "The Fourth Master is so delicate, cute, versatile and loves sister. Where are you from the monsters and monsters spreading rumors here?"

Yan Wang nodded slightly and spoke reservedly, "I am."

Yan Xingyu pulled Yan Luo, looked at Yan Wang's direction, and whispered, "You don't want to abduct a child, you're a little stupid. This kind of human full-level child will be sold to you every minute."

Yan Luo rolled his eyes angrily, "Why are you talking? They came to find me by themselves."

"Then you have to be careful not to be kidnapped." Yan Xingyu was serious and lowered his voice to remind Yan Luo.

Yan Luo: "...I am seventeen years old, not seven months old."

Yan Xingyu raised his hand hesitantly and tentatively patted Yan Luo's head. A satisfied and loving old father smile appeared on his face, "No matter whether you are seven months or seventy years old, you are your father's good girl."

He was already well aware of the truth, and if he couldn't beat it, he would join.

"Well, um." Yan Luo replied perfunctorily, his eyes staying in the direction where Yan Wang was. "Cang Wang will sleep with you today, and... can Cang Wang be guests with us?"

Yan Luo's eyes were a little eager, and she circled a small circle with her fingers, "He is only a little small and will not take up space. He can also cook and do housework."

"Okay." To Yan Luo's surprise, Yan Xingyu agreed happily. Almost the next second after she finished speaking, he simply agreed.

"So decisive?" Yan Luo raised his eyebrows teasingly, "I'm not curious about how Cang Wang and I met?"

"The old saying goes, one son and one daughter become 'good', and good things become pairs. I really need a son." Yan Xingyu touched his chin, obviously intoxicated by the role of father, and had adapted to skipping love and getting married and becoming a father.

"Your idea is very dangerous." Yan Luo thought about the complex relationship between the Yan family and the Cang family. "I call Cang Longming the eldest brother, Cang Wang call Cang Shu call Cang Shu be the eldest nephew, Cang Longming and toilet paper father call me brother, equivalent to replacement I have to call him sister and sister, but toilet paper brother is my physiology father, you are my nominal father now, but in fact you are my third brother, that is, my nominal father actually calls my physiology father, and now Cang Wang has to call you father, that is, Cang Longming also has to call you father--"

"So, Yan Nanzhi and the others have to call you uncle, and toilet paper dad has to call you uncle, you call your brother and brother to grandpa, and sister to grandma.” Yan Luo confidently gave him the conclusion of his own reasoning.

What does it mean to be a person who has attained enlightenment and ascend to heaven?

After recognizing a Cang Wang as his son, he directly mentioned his grandfather's generation.

"I'm kidding..." Yan Xingyu was stunned, and was confused and frightened by the relationship network listed by Yan Luo.

Why does it sound a bit rude?

He shook his cell phone and tried to widen his eyes to let her see the red bloodshots on the white of his eyes. "I just had nothing to do to make up for the variety show between you and Yan Nanzhi, of course I know your relationship with Cang Wang."

He raised his eyebrows at Yan Luo, his pupils were clear and his eyebrows were covered with pride. "Actually, I didn't know that your relationship with Cang Wang was lying to you just now."

Yan Luo was not stingy in praise, and gave him a thumbs up, "As long as his daughter, he will have a father."

Yan Xingyu grinned and suddenly thought of something, "Why did Cang Wang come to participate in our program? This program can't make much money, and with his value, can you like it?"

Speaking of this, Yan Luo sighed, "Life is not easy. Not to mention Cangwang, even flies have to be forced to work."

"Has the financial crisis hit the Cang family?"

"Not that." Yan Luo shook his head, "He is earning money for retirement and tuition milk powder. No matter how small his legs are, he will be meat."

"Self-making by yourself?" Yan Xingyu widened his eyes in surprise, frightened by the iron-blooded elite education of the Cang family.

It is worthy of being the Cang family that raises human-level children. Elite education started at such a young age, and he actually let him go out to make money by himself at the age of nine.

Yan Luo nodded and waved to Yan Wang, "Wangwang, come here."

Yan Sui, who was held by Yan Wang, patted his son's head, signaled him to put himself down, slide down from him, yawned and walked in, "You young men chat, I'll go to bed first..."

Yan Wang walked towards Yan Luo and stood beside Yan Luo, opposite Yan Xingyu.
Chapter completed!
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