My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Inside the house, several Gallaghers were sitting on the sofa watching TV.

Even Frank is here, drinking beer muffledly, and only Debbie is busy following Monica.

But the strong black woman was still holding Liam in her arms like she was this morning, refusing to let go.

She looked at Liam like he was her own child.

"Yo."

Ethan bumped fists with Lip and Gene, took off his coat and threw it on the sofa. The police badge and gun on his waist shone brightly under the light.

These things, to the strong black woman, seem to be suppressed by blood.

She quickly turned around and quietly retreated to the corner.

"you."

Ethan reached out his hand unceremoniously and said: "Put Liam back in the stroller. Don't be too affectionate. He doesn't like strangers."

As soon as Xiao's murderous intent emerged, the strong black woman quickly put Liam down.

When Ethan was not here just now, she was chirping because of her strong physique. Now with just one word, she put the child down obediently, which made Lip and Ian feel relieved for a while.

Sitting on the sofa, Fiona and I looked at each other.

He reached out to hug her, raised his feet and put them on Frank's thighs, his boots shaking slightly.

"Walt."

Frank wiped his beard, which was wet with beer, and spread his hands.

Ethan smiled slightly at him, but Frank didn't dare to say the words out loud. He cursed in his heart that he had been unlucky for eight lifetimes to get to know this guy.

Good friends, good friends are shit.

Seeing Frank's aggrieved look, several people around him couldn't help laughing. Finally, someone was able to tidy him up.

Ethan also held the line and did not dare to push Frank too hard.

This is a piece of meat on a hob, and it will kill you.

If he was pushed into a panic, Frank might do something that would kill eight hundred enemies and cost him ten thousand.

After teasing him for a few seconds, Ethan put his feet down.

"Dinner is ready."

When it got dark, Monica's shout finally came from the kitchen next to her. She took off her apron and said excitedly: "Everyone, please turn off the lights. It's a candlelight dinner tonight."

"It's a time for the family to be together and, of course, Ethan."

When she looked at Ethan, there was a trace of dissatisfaction on her face, but she didn't dare to show it obviously.

This bastard keeps terrorizing his partner.

"Compared to you, Ethan is more like family." A small figure walked to the side and grabbed his arm.

No one could have imagined that Karl would say such a thing.

"Thanks."

Ethan rubbed Carl's head and looked at Monica, whose face became stiff, with a smile.

Frank rolled his eyes, his messy hair shaking.

On the dining table, seven or eight candles were lit.

Not only that, a bouquet of flowers was also placed, which looked quite atmospheric.

Ethan didn't say anything, he turned off the light in the living room.

When he came to the dining table and sat down next to Fiona, Ethan felt a toothache.

Good guy, this is treating everyone like rabbits.

Three large glass bowls were filled with various vegetable salads. In the middle of the table, there was a small tray of lasagna, and the cheese on it was visibly burnt.

Ethan had no interest in touching the macaroni anyway, so he put salad on his plate.

Fortunately, you can make this with your hands, and the salad dressing can be mixed and eaten.

"listen."

A few minutes later, the strong black woman started chatting: "I know you are a cop, and I am not afraid of you."

Her voice was trembling:

"Monica is Liam's biological mother. We will definitely take him away. If Frank stops it, we will take him to court. There is nothing you can do to stop this."

"He is not Liam's biological father and we will win this case."

"Why don't you save some time for everyone and accept this fact."

"Really?"

Debbie was anxious and quickly looked at her mother.

"Hey, it's okay." Monica smiled sweetly at Debbie, then looked at the strong black woman: "Please, didn't we agree?"

"Let's finish our meal and then talk about this."

Frank buried his head in his meal and turned a deaf ear.

Now he is neither left nor right, so he might as well act like an ostrich.

"boom."

Fiona threw her fork on the dinner plate and said angrily: "If you call us back to eat, it's not to fulfill your motherly duties."

"Just thinking about taking Liam with me and leaving again."

"Let me tell you something, Fakiyu!"

"Listen, Frank." The strong black woman wanted to slam the table, but Ethan stared at her coldly. She fiddled with her curly hair and said, "I warned you, we will sue you."

"Yeah?"

Lip took out a piece of paper from his pocket with disdain: "Don't try to scare us."

"Ian and I followed you two today and also got the DNA test report. The test results proved that Liam is Frank's son."

"Cough~"

Ethan choked on a few vegetable leaves and quickly patted his chest.

"Yes."

Frank pumped his fist hard and said excitedly: "I know, others say Liam is not my child, but I firmly believe this."

Ethan raised his head dumbfounded and looked back and forth at Frank and Monica.

Both of these men are white and blond.

It was a surprise that a black person was born. It is estimated that one of their ancestors had some fun, but it was really amazing.

"You know?" Lip took out two more pieces of paper.

He shook the paper in his hand, shrugged and said, "Ian and I also decided to do a DNA test. Who knows, maybe who will be the lucky one."

"Walter?"

Monica put down her knife and fork in surprise: "Why would you do such a thing."

"Just for fun, okay?"

Lip replied without looking up and opened the paper in his hand.

"It seems that I am not a lucky person." He threw away the first appraisal report and quickly opened the other one. He blinked and his face became surprised.

Fiona saw this and hurriedly approached.

"congratulations."

Lip swallowed and looked at Ian with a complicated expression: "You are the lucky one."

The entire house was so quiet that not a single sound could be heard.

Debbie bit her fist in shock, Carl covered his mouth, and Ian looked confused.

Frank shook his messy blond hair, looked at Ian sitting next to him, and then looked at Monica, with a look of confusion and confusion on his face.

"Feel sorry."

Monica was at a loss. She quickly grabbed Frank and stammered: "I don't know how it could be such a coincidence."

"There was that one time, you know."

"After I ate some flour, I accidentally ended up with your brother."

"Bang!"

Frank's fist hit the dining table hard, and the porcelain plates and cutlery collided with each other, making a pinging sound.

"You should be ashamed, why?"

Angry and disappointed, he yelled at Monica: "You secretly eat flour by yourself without calling me!" (End of Chapter)