The reborn businesswoman is unparalleled

Chapter 149 The Grand Finale (21)
"Who? Get out! Don't force me to shoot again!" Qiao Qing shouted with red eyes.

"Don't! I'm here. You shot me in the leg. I don't think I can pass!" Laurel stretched out a hand from the reeds to surrender. Qiao Yan glanced at it, and then There was a huge tremor all over.

Is she dazzled?There was a pattern of maple leaves in the palm of that hand just now. Is it dirt or a primitive birthmark?
"This voice..." Dong You's eyes flickered, and after thinking for a while, he opened his mouth slightly, his eyes slightly startled.

"Laurel? Is that you? Aren't you in America? Why are you in China?" Dong You raised his voice and shouted towards the reeds.

"You know him?" Chen Zirui frowned slightly when he saw Dong You's slightly worried expression.

"Well, he is a friend I met in the United States." Dong You did not alienate him again this time, after all, it can be said that it is a critical moment of life and death, and cooperation to save his life is the most important thing.

"Xiao Qing, you watch them here, I'll go and see that person..." Qiao Yan suppressed the excitement in her heart, and greeted Qiao Qing in a nonchalant manner.

At this time, Laurel was sitting among the reeds and was very sad. God knows why his character was so bad.

Just as he was complaining secretly, a foot appeared in front of his eyes. Looking up along the foot, it was a leg, and then up...it was a strange middle-aged woman.

"Actually, I'm just passing by...Can you let me go?" Laurel looked at the pistol in Qiao Yan's hand and showed an innocent smile.

"Stretch out your hand!" Qiao Yan tried her best to restrain the trembling in her voice, so as not to let the people in front of her see anything unusual.

Although he felt a little inexplicable, but after all, the other party had a gun in his hand, Laurel had no choice but to put on a pitiful face, and "tremblingly" stretched out the bloody hand covering the wound to her.

"I'm talking about the other one!" Qiao Yan looked at the boy in front of her, with some urgency in her tone.

It is simply inexplicable!Laurel cursed secretly in his heart, so he had to "tremble" and handed his left hand in front of her.

"Palm up!" Qiao Yan continued to order.

Laurel was a little angry, this person was endless, if it wasn't because she was a woman and Xiaoyou was in their hands, just this gun wanted to hurt him?It is simply impossible!
Taking a deep breath to calm down his irritable mood, Laurel turned his hand over and handed it in front of Qiao Yan. That posture, no matter how you looked at it, looked like a beggar, no wonder Laurel was irritable.

"It's really..." Seeing the brown birthmark in Laurel's hand, Qiao Yan didn't even care about the gun in her hand, she just kept staring at his hand and cried in a low voice.

Now Laurel is really stupid, is this woman okay?The gun was thrown on the ground so casually?Or... is this person mentally problematic?

"How old are you this year?" Qiao Yan sobbed for a while, trying to hold back her tears, and looked at him again with extremely gentle eyes.

Laurel didn't answer her question, but felt a little flustered by being watched like this, and at the same time, a strange emotion rose in her heart.

"Are you 17 years old? Also, isn't your place of birth in China? How much do you remember about your childhood?" Qiao Yan didn't care whether he answered her own question or not, Qiao Yan just kept asking, as if Only in this way can the pain of losing him over the years be filled.

Seeing her increasingly guilty expression, Laurel thought of something vaguely, and his heart sank. The fake smile on his face was gone, and he looked at her coldly, and at the same time, he held her neck with his palm.

"Why are you asking this? What exactly do you want to know?"

Although Laurel didn't answer her, Qiao Yan probably guessed it from his expression, tears streaming down his face.

"Son, I'm the one who's sorry for you, I'm your mother!" Qiao Yan whimpered, and stepped forward to hold Laurel in her arms.

Feeling her hug, Laurel trembled all over. The inexplicable emotion in his heart became more intense, but he didn't resist.

Mommy mommy?What a strange word, he had thought countless times how he would feel if he found his parents, but he never expected that it would be in this situation and in this way with his mother Meet!

"What's going on, why hasn't mom come back?" Qiao Qing couldn't help feeling a little worried when she saw that her mother had been away for so long and hadn't moved.

"Mom! Are you still there? Did anything happen to you?" Qiao Qing yelled loudly.

"It's okay, I'm fine! It's just that this person is seriously injured, and I'm afraid he will die." Qiao Yan hurriedly answered, picked up the gun on the ground and handed it to Laurel.

"Son, you hold this gun for self-defense. Mom doesn't need it anymore. Does your injury matter? Really, there is nothing in this wilderness!" Qiao Yan was still immersed in the joy of finding her own son, completely I didn't see Laurel's strange expression.

"Mom?" Laurel called out tentatively, and suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable. At the same time, this jerky call made Qiao Yan's eyes red again.

It wasn't until this moment that Laurel's thoughts began to flow. If his mother was really her, then who was his father, and what was the relationship between the person who also called her mother and him?
"Since you are my mother, can you let my friend go?" Laurel asked coldly.

Qiao Yan didn't expect him to make such a request, she was obviously stunned, and didn't know what to do for a while.

"Son, it's not that mom doesn't help you, but..." Qiao Yan said, looking eagerly in Qiao Qing's direction.

"What are you afraid of? Just kill it?" Laurel knew that she was referring to Qiao Qing, and she couldn't make the decision by herself.

"You, what are you talking about?" Qiao Yan looked at Laurel with a cold face in disbelief, her voice trembling.

"Mom, you probably don't know what kind of life I lived in the United States? Do you need me to describe it to you in detail? Do you think a child who has been at the bottom since childhood has any kindness and intolerance?" Luo Riel looked at Qiao Yan and sneered, and stood up enduring the pain.

(End of this chapter)