Vol 10 Chapter 1863: Paternity Testing

To be honest, Qin Luo is really speechless. He originally refused Deshang to come, but when the voice changed, why did he become like his daughter?
Deschamps, have you made a mistake?
Qin Luo realized it all at once, and he felt that the situation was a bit uncomfortable.
and many more! There seems to be something wrong with this script.
In Qin Luo's original script, Deshang should be crying and begging him to accept his daughter, but now it seems like he is crying and begging Deshang to introduce his daughter to him.
If you didn't talk about it yourself, the other party didn't seem to react at all.
Coach, is there something wrong with this script?
Yes, Qin Luo suddenly felt that his script was not simply taken upside down, but was taken completely wrong.
In addition, Qin Luo felt that Deschamps' thinking was a little too jumpy.
"Professor Deschamps, are you joking, right?" Qin Luo said with a smile.
joke?
Deschamps thought about it seriously, he didn't seem to be joking!
"Professor Qin, are you kidding me by my appearance?" Shefel Deschamps said slowly.
Qin Luo took a serious look at Deshang, and when he looked at him, Qin Luo felt that he was really not joking.
Emmmmm, what should I do?
To be honest, Qin Luo was struggling.
On the one hand, from a genetic point of view, he felt that with Deschamps' genes, it should not be difficult to imagine his daughter.
On the other hand, looking at Deshang's serious face, Qin Luo really couldn't refuse.
Shall we take a look?
Think about it, Qin Luo's little heart was beating uncontrollably.
After pondering for a while, Qin Luo spoke slowly.
"Are there any photos?" Qin Luo said.
Woj!
Bob Dylan's legs trembled sharply, and he almost didn't fall to the ground.
It was a good feast, but there is no feast!
In this regard, he had already planned.
But he never thought it turned into a blind date meeting.
Even gods can't write such a script, can they?
In this regard, Bob Dylan can only be speechless to describe.
"Yes! Of course there is!" Before Bob Dylan could speak, Sheffield Deschamps had already taken the phone out of his pocket.
"Professor, look, this is my daughter..." Sheffield said, pointing to a hot beauty in a red bikini.
The golden beach, the bright sunshine, a hot, blond woman in a red bikini is doing yoga...
Looking at the hot beauty's face like that of the day, Qin Luo's mouth twitched wildly while looking at Deschamps' wrinkled face.
Wouldn't this guy pretend to be his daughter by just looking for an online picture?
"Professor, are you sure this is your daughter?" Qin Luo cautiously asked.
Deschamps' old face turned black, and the corners of his mouth twitched wildly.
Isn't this special mother his daughter?
"Yes, sure, and sure..." Deshang looked at Qin Luo seriously.
Uh……
Looking at Deshang's serious expression, to be honest, Qin Luo really didn't know what to say.
Should Deschamps be too confident? Still too confident in their genes. Or rather, both...
After thinking about it, Qin Luo said with a serious face: "Professor, I advise you to do a paternity test..."
"Long pain is worse than short pain..."
Deschamps twitched his mouth, clicked on the album silently, and found a paternity certificate...