Chapter 810 Let Me Do It
"Yes, how could I find it troublesome?" Seeing the little girl hugging his neck affectionately, how could Huo Tianchen feel disgusted? It's too late for him to be happy now!
Huo Tianchen lowered his head and looked at Qiao Yian, "Don't worry, each of my bodyguards has a legitimate gun certificate, otherwise I wouldn't show off like this, so don't worry."
Although Huo Tianchen had fired the shot at the artificial lake before, Huo Tianchen's subordinates would naturally help to claim it later, so he wouldn't have to go to the police station again. After all, they have both proof of gun ownership and self-defense. The police generally won't care that much. However, the gun in the hands of the trafficker will definitely be sentenced to heavy punishment. In addition, the other party has previously abducted children, blackmailed and threatened, and shot For a series of things including hurting people, it is almost certain that he will be imprisoned!
"Since that's the case, that's for the best." Qiao Yi'an said no more, just thanked Huo Tianchen and led Pei Wenbo forward.
Qiao Yi'an was still thinking about other things, and didn't pay much attention to the expression on the face of the child next to her. Huo Tianchen noticed that the child Pei Wenbo turned his head to look at him secretly, and then turned to look ahead. Then he glanced at him secretly, then turned to look straight ahead, asking Huo Tianchen to grab the bag. The little guy blinked, pursed his lips tightly, and had a straight face, as if nothing had happened just now, except for the trace of a trace in his eyes. The flash of expectation revealed Pei Wenbo's innermost thoughts at this time.
He was actually a little envious of how happy his sister looked when being held by Uncle Huo. He also wanted to give it a try, but...
The little guy looked up at Qiao Yian. There were still wounds on his mother's arm and some blood stains on his clothes. Although his mother said that the blood stains were not hers, Pei Wenbo felt that he should not tire his mother anymore... The guy was thinking obediently in his heart.
Huo Tianchen saw what Pei Wenbo was thinking in his heart. He lowered his head and looked at Pei Wenbo with a smile on his face, "How about letting Uncle Huo carry you away?"
"No need." Pei Wenbo glanced at Huo Tianchen, shook his head and refused: "Uncle Huo is already very tired holding my sister."
"Hmm...?" Qiao Yi'an lowered his head after hearing the conversation between the two. He could see what the little guy was thinking at a glance. How could he not know about the son he gave birth to?
She reached out and touched the little guy's furry little head, and picked up Pei Wenbo. Although her physical strength was almost exhausted before she suffered some injuries, after such a long period of recovery, her current physical strength is also It's a lot of weight, and it's not made of porcelain, so it's no problem to hold a baby.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she picked up Pei Wenbo, the little guy frowned and squirmed, not wanting to tire Qiao Yian, "Mom, put me down quickly, I don't want you to hug me. Are you injured on your arm? Stop hugging me, it’s too hard.”
"It's okay, mom can hold it." Qiao Yi'an scraped the little guy's nose in a good mood and said with a smile.
With such a considerate son, she could hold him no matter how tired she was.
"I'll do it." Before the little guy could say anything else to Qiao Yian, Huo Tianchen, who was standing next to him, took the child into his arms, a strong move that could not be refused.