Fanny finished, looking hesitantly at Van Gogh.

Van Gogh did not like her to scold people, every time she heard her scolding, she touched her head and said to her, what is to tell her brother, brother to come for you, girls' families, do not say vulgar words.

Today, Van Gogh looked at her, and did not correct her, but smiled and said, "Well, they are very shameless, so I called the police and accused them of extortion, they are now in prison."

To be precise, the person who called the police was Vanyu, but the person who let him do this was Van Gogh.

In the past, he did not want to pursue.

His parents left him property, and he didn’t care.

It is just that he can't stand it, someone uses his deceased parents to hurt the parents who raised him from an childhood.

“Is it sentenced?”Vanity's mouth was small, staring at Van Van Van, as if he could not imagine that he would be so determined.

Although she also hated the cunning couple, if she had behaved in the past, he would probably not have cared about the two men.

Mostly not giving them money.

“People have been taken away, specific cases are still under investigation, and assistants will follow up.”Van Gogh’s eyes flashed, hiding the disappointment in his eyes.

Money, humanity, morality...

Some people can do all kinds of strange things for their own selfish desires.

Fortunately, although God let him go through a lot of pain, but in the end he prepared the best for him.

Van Gogh raised his eyes, held Vanny's hand, and pulled it to himself, and gently dropped a kiss.

Thank you for coming into my life.”

“The confession came unscrupulously.

Vanity blushed for an instant, and then smiled and bent her eyebrows.

Sweetly, he said, "I also want to thank your biological parents, although they are no longer there, but they left me such a good you."

Fanny said here, hesitated for a few seconds, and asked: "Since the couple originally adopted you, then they should know the news of your biological parents, have you ever asked?"What kind of people are they?”

"I asked, but it wasn't me, my father asked."Van Gogh whispered.

There is a clear movement in the eye.

The grace of parenting is greater than the heavens, but Can Fanyu and Qiao Yuanfei have never brought grace to ask for anything, but have always given him enough respect and choice space.

Never even mention his parents.

When Van Gogh's distant relatives came up, Van Gogh had already touched the melon for the first time, investigated the origin of Sanva, and handed over the information of his biological parents to him.

"My father is a businessman, my mother is a university professor, my mother is not good, they married for many years to have me..."

When it comes to his own parents, Van Gogh’s eyes become deep.

His parents were very loving and a model couple.

Although his father's industry scale is not as large as that of the Vatican, his life is also comfortable and comfortable.

He often wondered where he would be and what kind of day he would have lived without the accident.

But he didn’t think about it, because life didn’t have a if.

What he has now is enough to make him grateful.

What Van Gogh thought of, clasped Vanity's hand, bowed her head to the dishes she prepared in the shape of the roses, ate the restless, slowly wiped the corners of his mouth, and said, "I will arrange for you to return home to continue to study, if you are okay tomorrow, I will take you to a place."