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“Luo Yangyang’s biological father? Didn’t his father pass away?”

The old man asked.

“That’s what Luo Ying said in the past, but who knew that she would pop up again? Sheng ‘er said that he’s from the Godwin family of the British Isles, and his name is Lancelot Godwin. I’ve already sent people to investigate his identity.”

Old Madam Feng helped Old Master Feng sit down on a chair.

“Foreigners? Is he also from the British Isles?”

After Old Master Feng sat down, he looked at Old Madam Feng in surprise.

Feng Sheng’s birth mother was from the British Isles.

“Yes, he said he’s from the British Isles. I’m wondering if this is the same as Luo Yangyang’s pregnancy. Sheng ‘er used a fake father to deceive us, so I’ve already sent someone to investigate Lancelot’s true identity.”

Old Madam Feng said.

“Yes, it’s better to investigate clearly.”

Old Master Feng pondered for a moment and said.

Feng Corporation’s private hospital, high-class ward.

Luo Ying was half-lying and half-sitting on the hospital bed. She was eating an apple.

Sitting by the bed was Lancelot who was peeling a pear.

“Luo Ying, I know it’s not good for me to say this, but I still want to ask. I want to take Yangyang to the British Isles.”

Lancelot carefully cut the pear in his hand into small pieces and placed them in the fruit plate on the bedside table.

He didn’t look at Luo Ying’s expression and reaction after hearing what he said because he didn’t dare to look.

Luo Ying had raised Yangyang all by herself. If he said that he wanted to bring Yangyang to the British Isles, what would Luo Ying think?

He had no intention of taking Yangyang away. He just wanted to bring Yangyang back to the British Isles and let the family know of her existence.

Of course, if Yang Yang decided to live in the British Isles, he would be very happy to do so.

However, if Yangyang still chose to return to the capital after she went to the British Isles, he would not object.

A crisp crack was heard. It was the sound of Luo Ying biting into an apple.

Luo Ying’s gentle eyes flickered a few times.

Another crisp crack sounded. Luo Ying continued eating her apple without looking at Lancelot.

Silence hung over the ward. Luo Ying and Lancelot didn’t say anything. It was as if Lancelot’s words were just an illusion.

“Have you asked Yangyang? Does she want to go to the British Isles with you?”

After five minutes, Luo Ying ate a few pieces of apple before looking at Lancelot.

“No, I haven’t asked her yet. I wanted to ask for your opinion first.”

Lancelot placed the fruit knife on the bedside table and sat upright on the bed, looking at Luo Ying.

Luo Ying and Yangyang had relied on each other for so many years. He would not be so cruel as to take Yangyang away without Luo Ying’s consent.

“Then go ask Yangyang. If she wants to go to the British Isles with you, then take her. I won’t stop her.”

This was Luo Ying’s attitude after careful consideration.

No matter what, Lancelot was Yangyang’s biological father.

Yangyang had never felt a father’s love since she was young. Now that she had the chance, she had no right or reason to stop Yangyang from living with her father.

Lancelot saw that Luo Ying did not object to his idea of taking Yangyang to the British Isles, so he asked again,

“If, I mean if, if Yangyang wants to live in the British Isles, will you agree?”