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His eyes were full of struggle.
It seemed like he was struggling with which side to choose to sleep on.
Does this bastard really think of himself as an emperor?
Yukiko felt extremely uneasy while her teeth itched with hatred.
Sharon, go to hell, you funeral mother is not going to attend.
It's better to escape first, otherwise I'll burn two villas for you later.
Just do it.
Yukiko turned around and ran away.
But out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed that Qin Feng looked at him fascinatedly for a while, and then compared him with Chrissy again.
He sighed to himself.
There seemed to be a hint of disgust in his eyes.
It's like a kid who gets a new toy and throws the old toy directly into the trash.
Without hesitation, he pulled Chris and left.
No nostalgia at all.
I am that old abandoned toy.
Yukiko looked confused and stood there blankly.
Are you being compared?
Why?
Even if I lose to Sharon, why can't I even compare to her daughter?
Is it because she is younger than him?
Seems younger.
But she is beautiful and has a good figure?
Yukiko glanced at Chris's devilish figure, then looked at her exquisite face, and it seemed, it seemed...
Oh my, I'm so mad.
What kind of vision does this bastard have?
Yukiko angrily wanted to go up and argue.
Although I am a bit old, I take good care of myself!
Her looks and figure are not inferior to Chris, not to mention she is a married woman...
Isn't that exciting enough...
Wait, what am I doing?
Yukiko was stunned and cursed secretly.
My own damn competitive spirit.
Chapter 76 Daughter, don’t let your mother down
"Let me go, I have to hurry up and cremate this woman's body."
After the funeral, Belmode stood in front of the ice coffin and said coldly.
Click.
Qin Feng raised his eyebrows, and Gatlin suddenly appeared in his hands.
"What did you just say? I'll give you another chance to organize your words."
Belmod's eyebrows were beating wildly.
How did this guy take out such a big Gatling?
She gritted her silver teeth, her voice filled with tears, and said aggrievedly: "Dad, I want to help my dearest mother be cremated now."
"That's right."
Qin Feng smiled and took Gatlin back to the system space, wiped away the non-existent tears, and said with emotion: "Sharon, did you see it?"
"Look how sensible our daughter is now."
"You can go in peace."
Belmod's mouth twitched.
sensible?
Believe it or not, I will turn around and jump out of the coffin, which will scare you to death.
She called a few of her men to push the ice coffin and watch the body being cremated in person.
His expression relaxed.
Sharon's identity has completely disappeared from this world.
From now on, there is only Chrissy Wynyard.
"My good daughter, why are you so stunned? Why don't you quickly collect your mother's ashes?"
Belmode:...
"understood."
She gritted her teeth and took the ashes, and continued: "I still have something to do, so I will leave in a moment."
"Where do you want to go?"
"According to our customs, as a child you have to guard the mausoleum. You are not allowed to go anywhere. Come home with me."
"..."
"What, you don't want to?"
Gatlin appeared in Qin Feng's hands again.
"I...I do."
Belmod said humiliatingly.
Soon, the two returned to Sharon's villa.
No, it should be Qin Feng's villa now.
He pointed to the wall where Sharon's photo was hung, pursed his lips and said, "Now it's your turn to guard the tomb. Go there and kneel down."
Belmod's eyelids twitched.
But look at the thick Gatling gun barrel behind you.
Immediately transform into a good baby.
He knelt down with an innocent look on his face.
Qin Feng nodded with satisfaction.
He took out a bottle of happy water from the refrigerator and turned on the TV.
And every now and then he would throw a potato chip into his mouth, and the clicking sound would be particularly crisp.
Belmod knelt beside him with a resentful look.
I want to cry without tears.
I don’t know if it’s too late for her to confess her identity now.
This is obviously her home, okay?
Is this what it's like to live under someone else's roof?
"What are you looking at? Your mother saw you like this and thought I was abusing you?"
Qin Feng squinted and scolded.
Belmod clenched his pink fist tightly.
MMP
Do you dare to say this is not abuse?
I will come back to you for comment.
"Heh, you look very unconvinced. Do you think I abused you?"
Qin Feng put down the happy water and asked with a smile.
"No, no, dad, you are the best."
Belmode gave in at the speed of light.
"That's good."
Qin Feng nodded, and then his eyes suddenly condensed.
Looking at the red close-fitting coat, he lectured: "Do you know what day it is today, how can you wear such colorful clothes?"
"Take it off for me."
Belmode:...
Damn it, you don’t take me seriously at all, do you?
There is no need to endure it anymore.
Belmod's willow eyebrows were raised, and a pair of pink fists were clenched with a crunching sound.
Then... throw the red coat aside obediently.
Qin Feng looked at the brightly colored clothes inside and immediately looked dissatisfied.
He slowly got up from the sofa and walked into Sharon's specially customized wardrobe.