Tong Shuyi was tired of crying, the whole person was held in his arms, Qiao Yingcheng kissed her forehead and coaxed her, now she only feels that her heart is very powerful, but she is calm, everything is an end here, those good and bad, come or not, Qiao Yingcheng has never been afraid.

"Let's tell Xiangxiang." Qiao Yingcheng said to Tong Shuyi.

"Let Yan Ruisen tell her in person, it will be more appropriate."

Tong Shuyi knew in her heart that it wouldn't be long before Yan Ruisen would get a DNA test report in his hand, and that report would show that he and Yan Jiananan were father and son.

At that time, he would come to Qiao Xiang in person and tell Qiao Xiang that it was their child.

"All the fault is mine, but Yan Ruisen doesn't know the truth, I'm afraid he will blame Xiangxiang, even if he lets Xiangxiang know that Canaan is her child, he won't let Xiangxiang and Canaan recognize each other."

Tong Shuyi said this, and Qiao Yingcheng also thought of it.

Such an unforgivable act is difficult for anyone to forgive.

If Yan Ruisen is angry, he will personally tell Xiangxiang Jianan that he is their son, and at the same time, he will cruelly let Xiangxiang know that she is not qualified to be his son's mother.

Xiangxiang couldn't accept that kind of blow, she would definitely go crazy.

"How can I be afraid, how can I come back in despair, I'm not afraid of death, I'm not afraid that our Qiao family really has nothing, I'm afraid that Yan Ruisen will hurt Xiangxiang, you don't understand!"

Tong Shuyi thought of the stakes, she couldn't hold back and cried again for a while, Qiao Yingcheng was also helpless, Yan Ruisen's side was not easy to control, according to this situation, Qiao Xiang still didn't want to know that Canaan was her child.

"So it's not appropriate to let Xiangxiang know now, I can't give her hope, and let her down, if Yan Ruisen really doesn't want Xiangxiang and Canaan to recognize each other at that time, he will force Xiangxiang to death."

When he sat face to face with Yan Ruisen, Tong Shuyi inadvertently swept his eyes, he was so calm, but so fierce, Tong Shuyi knew that this person couldn't be provoked, once he poked his pain point, he would definitely make you feel painful.

That day, after he learned that Xiangxiang had killed his child, he couldn't bear this incident and left Xiangxiang alone at home in New York, which is enough to see how ruthless he is.

Maybe he loves Xiangxiang deeply, but the deeper he loves, the deeper he hates, everyone understands this truth.

It was night, Tong Shuyi and Qiao Yingcheng stayed awake all night, they thought that it was better for Xiangxiang to go farther, and it was better for Xiangxiang to never know that Canaan was her son.

……

In the early morning of the next day, Yan Jiannan sneezed a few times as soon as he got up.

On a hot day, he didn't catch a cold, and he suspected that someone was missing him.

"Is it Xiangxiang?"

He asked Aunt Lin narcissistically, "You say, is Xiangxiang thinking about me?" ”

Aunt Lin sighed and looked at him funny, "Thinking so much about others, you can just go to her in person." ”

The little guy pursed his mouth, "I don't dare to go, Brother Sen has said 10,000 times, if I see Xiangxiang privately, he will send me back to New York and never want me to come back." ”

After saying that, he yawned again, and said that he didn't wake up, he didn't wake up.

I'm going to the military compound today, my grandfather gave an order, during the summer vacation, if I don't practice the piano, I asked the guards to pick him up to practice calligraphy.

What is the reason, can write a few brush words and the personality will become calm?

Of course, Yan Jianan didn't dare to say these thoughts in his heart, and let his grandfather know it, and his ass was about to bloom.

Aunt Lin took Yan Jianan's schoolbag in her hand and urged, "Go and have breakfast, make your favorite fried buns, and go to grandpa's place after eating." ”

"Got it."

Yan Jianan ran downstairs abruptly, rushed to the restaurant with a smoke, pulled a stool and sat down, and devoured raw fried buns.

The fried buns made by Aunt Lin are particularly delicious, don't let the chef in the restaurant outside do a good job, Yan Jianan really wants Aunt Lin to make more for his Xiangxiang.

Every time Yan Jianan eats something delicious, the first thing he thinks about is Qiao Xiang, but it's a pity that since his father broke up with her, it is more difficult for him to meet her than to ascend to the sky.

"Xu Moqi is chasing my father." Yan Jianan thought of something, looked up at Aunt Lin, and looked dissatisfied.

"That's good, Miss Xu is tall, beautiful, and very fashionable, and she is very compatible with your father."

"How can it be matched!"

Yan Jianan snapped down her chopsticks and looked at Aunt Lin angrily, "How can you help that woman speak, every time I see her being courteous in front of my father, I feel numb and uncomfortable, how can she compare with my Xiangxiang!" ”

Aunt Lin just sighed when she heard this, and touched the child's head, "But your dad is looking for a girlfriend, you can't always satisfy him first before making a decision, he is looking for a woman, not you." ”

“……”

Aunt Lin said it very reasonably, Yan Jianan couldn't refute it, was silent for a while, turned her grief and anger into appetite, picked up chopsticks and continued to eat.

At nine o'clock, the guards of the Yan family came to pick up Yan Jianan, and Yan Jianan said goodbye to Aunt Lin and got into the car with his schoolbag.

Meanwhile, brown cayenne waited outside the airport.

Xing Hui waited for Yan Ruisen here, bored, smoked a few cigarettes, and looked at his mobile phone for a while. It didn't take long to see Yan Ruisen wearing sunglasses and coming out of it, Xing Hui put out his cigarette and threw it into the trash can on the side of the road, and stepped forward to pick up Yan Ruisen's luggage.

Yan Ruisen went to the passenger seat.

Xing Hui put his luggage in the trunk and walked over to get into the car.

Before the car started, he handed the materials that he had prepared long ago to Yan Ruisen.

The master and servant had no extra words, and Xing Hui drove the car in the direction of the military compound.

The speed of the car is smooth, all the way from the airport to the city.

Yan Ruisen pulled open the kraft paper bag in his hand, pulled the cotton thread apart one by one, and finally, the page of data was displayed in sight.

Marked in black and white, it is completely consistent, and the probability of being a father and son is greater than 99%.

The hanging heart finally fell, and Yan Ruisen stuffed the information back into the cowhide bag and threw it in the back seat of the car.

Yan Ruisen called Xing Hui before Tong Shuyi left New York, and although he was already convinced that Yan Jianan was his biological son, he still needed a piece of data to prove their paternity.

Now that the evidence is there, the facts are in front of him, Yan Jianan is the son of him and Qiao Xiang, but his mood is more complicated, and he is not as happy as expected.

His affairs have always been handled by Xing Hui, and occasionally Xing Hui will chat with him, but the parent-child relationship is too sensitive, he doesn't take the initiative to speak, and Xing Hui won't mention it.

In fact, Xing Hui didn't know why Yan Ruisen needed this report, after all, he didn't know in advance that Yan Jiananan was the child that Yan Ruisen picked up.

The car drove into the military compound, and when it was released, Yan Ruisen nodded from the window to the sentry standing guard outside.

After Xing Hui put Yan Ruisen down, he left first, and went back to the company to listen to the instructions.

At this time, in the living room on the first floor, Yan Jianan sat cross-legged on the sofa watching TV and eating potato chips, so chic.

Sitting next to him was Tang Wanying, who was playing with her mobile phone, she was chatting with Xu Moqi on WeChat, and she didn't have time to talk to Yan Jianan.

When Yan Ruisen entered the door, what he saw was this scene: Yan Jianan's rice paper and brushes used to practice calligraphy were thrown around, and at first glance, he didn't practice well, Tang Wanying casually leaned on the other end of the sofa and played with her mobile phone, giggling from time to time, one big and one small obviously didn't notice that someone came in at home.

Aunt Yang, who was busy in the kitchen, came out at this time, and when she saw Yan Ruisen, she was about to say hello, but Yan Ruisen immediately raised her hand to signal her not to make a sound.

Aunt Yang also saw the situation in the living room, Yan Ruisen's face was ugly and she was going to die, Aunt Yang sighed in her heart, this Tang Wanying is really dead.

Today, the chief and his wife are not there, and they each have important matters, so they instructed Tang Wanying to accompany the children to practice calligraphy at home, and they must finish practicing the prescribed ones before they can watch TV.

Yan Jianan, a child, must be naughty, and it is normal not to like to practice calligraphy, if Tang Wanying is not strict with him, he is basically lawless - but Yan Ruisen didn't expect that Tang Wanying, who usually follows the rules in front of him, is so unruly in private, she doesn't even take a child seriously, and she is still playing with her mobile phone there.

"Why are you so happy to talk about?"

A low male voice suddenly appeared in the room, Tang Wanying and Yan Jianan turned their heads at once, and when the two of them saw that it was Yan Ruisen, their faces changed dramatically.

Yan Jianan had nowhere to escape, and when he saw that he had put the rice paper and brush indiscriminately, he knew that he was dead.

Tang Wanying stood up very embarrassed, called "Ruisen" in a hurry, and quickly hid her mobile phone behind her.

Yan Ruisen's eyes stared straight at her hand, and then moved his gaze to Yan Jianan, his face was so ugly that Yan Jianan's eyes wanted to poke his eyes and not look at him.

Aunt Yang didn't join in the fun, and went into the kitchen again to continue cooking.

Tang Wanying walked over slowly, thinking about explaining, but Yan Ruisen didn't give her a chance to speak, "What about my mother?" ”

"There is something urgent for the time being, and I am out." Tang Wanying said.

"Explain that you stared at Yan Jianan and practiced calligraphy?"

"Confessed."

"So that's what you're staring at?"

"Risen I ......"

Yan Ruisen didn't give her half face, and his tone was unprecedentedly serious, "I've said many times, no one can condone Yan Jianan, if you don't have time, you can call Aunt Lin over." ”

Tang Wanying wanted to speak again and again, but in the end she didn't say a word.

"And you, if you can't finish practicing today, don't give me food."

"Oh."

Yan Jianan's little face was deflated, and he sighed in his heart, blaming himself for being unlucky, he didn't expect his father to come back suddenly.

Yan Ruisen didn't say anything else, nor did he give Tang Wanying another straight look, and went upstairs with his luggage with an expressionless face, leaving only his cold and upright back in his sight.

The mobile phone in her hand kept vibrating, and Xu Moqi was still sending her a message.

Just now they were talking about Qiao Xiang, the woman before Yan Ruisen, Xu Moqi wanted to chase Yan Ruisen, and when he learned that he knew the other, he had to understand what type of woman he liked, and the people around Yan Ruisen, she was most familiar with Tang Wanying, so she could only inquire with Tang Wanying.