Looking at himself and Anno's son, why didn't he feel a trace of excitement in his heart?

This child was only four or five years old, so back then, when the woman left, she was pregnant.

He thought that she secretly gave birth to her son alone and took care of her son to grow up alone. How did she get over these days, and how did she think about hiding it from him for so many years?

Is that what women are all that ruthless?

When he reunited with her this time, he didn't have the slightest suspicion.

If he wasn't engaged this time, would she want to keep her son hidden?

An An, what is your heart made of?

How can it be so cold? so ruthless?

What are you when I swallow Qing?

Idiot, fool, idiot, or a plaything for you to play with in the palm of your hand?

The more Yan Ziqing thought about it, the more angry he became, staring at Duoduo's eyes, burning with anger.

Feng Hao went over and patted Yan Ziqing on the shoulder and asked, "Do you want to continue?"

Yan Ziqing knew in his heart that Feng Hao was asking about the engagement, so he shook his head blankly, gritted his teeth and replied: "That woman just owes it to clean up!"

Such a living son was thrown over, what did he Yan Ziqing still understand? The engagement could not continue at all, who made him suffer from a poison called Anno in his life?

Dead woman, see how I clean you up in the future!

Feng Hao nodded in agreement, took Xia Yucheng's hand and left the lounge.

"Are you satisfied?" came out, Feng Hao asked with a smile.

"It's Yan San who is satisfied, who doesn't like such a big son?" Xia Yucheng pursed his lips and smiled, this Annuo, he didn't come back, but he sent his son back.

It's okay that the father and son haven't seen each other for a few years, so they should brew their feelings first. Moreover, the child comes back first, which is a key to open the knot in the hearts of the Yan family.

"I'll see a lot in the future!" Xia Yucheng happily grabbed Feng Hao's arm, "Duoduo is so smart! The elders of the Yan family will definitely like it." ”

"You've known a lot of storage for a long time, right?" Feng Hao patted the back of her hand.

Xia Yucheng seemed to make a grimace at him, smiling silently.

……

In the "Daddy ......" lounge, Duoduo went over and hugged Yan Ziqing's thigh, raised his little face and looked at him, "Dad, don't you want me?"

As he spoke, he sniffed, his little face wrinkled aggrievedly. A pair of big black eyes flashed with distressing tears: "Dad, Dad......"

Yan Ziqing's stiff body moved, he slowly squatted down, looking at his son, although most of his small facial features were similar to him, but those big black eyes were very similar to Anno, the woman he hated so much.

As much as you love, you hate!

An An, is this the engagement gift you want to give me?

Yan Ziqing grabbed the hat off his head, put it on Duoduo's head, and then hugged him into his arms without saying a word, the corners of his eyes were hot, and he actually shed tears.

"Dad, you're crying!"

Yan Ziqing only felt a choke in his throat: "Dad...... It's fun. ”

With a son, there is a blood connection between him and Anno, and the slashing is an uninterrupted bond.

He was happy, this time Anno finally took a step towards him. In the last remaining step, she finally walked towards him.

He raised his hand and touched Duoduo's cheek, put his forehead against his son's little head, and asked in a dumb voice, "Is your mother okay?"

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