Liu Xiangyun was tidying up her clothes, then sat back on the bed and covered her face and cried, "Yan Zhengting, you said, after so many years of marriage, have I ever done something sorry for you?" Why would you rather trust a wild seed than your own pillow man? ”

Liu Xiangyun's words made Yan Zhengting's face sink unconsciously, "Yan Mo is my son, not a wild seed!" ”

"Heh, not a wild seed? Do you dare to take him for a DNA test?! Liu Xiangyun raised her chin, "If he is really your son, the result must be a match." ”

Liu Xiangyun's words were still in his ears, but Yan Zhengting's mind sounded again what the big yellow tooth had said, Feng Ling and his childhood sweethearts, the two of them had already made a private agreement for life......

Yan Zhengting's eyes struggled, and a trace of irritability flashed under his eyes, "I said that it is my seed, it is my seed, I sowed my own seed, and I can still remember it wrong......"

However, when Yan Zhengting said this, he was still a little weak-hearted.

The time when Feng Ling was pregnant was also the time when Liu Xiangyun was pregnant.

Liu Xiangyun is the eldest lady of the Liu family, so she is naturally delicate and expensive. Every time he takes a pregnancy test, he has to accompany him, so he is 100% sure that Yan Yu is his species. But, Feng Ling...... He didn't seem to have accompanied her to the hospital a few times, and he was indifferent to the results of the security check...... It wasn't until Feng Ling told him that she had given birth to a son that Yan Zhengting finally cared a little more about Feng Ling......

Could it be that Yan Mo is really not his son?

Once the seeds of doubt are planted, they take root and sprout. After Yan Zhengting came out of Liu Xiangyun's room, he had been worried.

Even Yan Kuan didn't even realize it when he came to him.

"Why don't you sleep at such a late hour?" Yan Kuan sat beside Yan Zhengting, his tone revealing a hint of exhaustion.

Yan Zhengting raised his head and glanced at Yan Kuan, then muttered, "Dad, if Yan Mo is not the child of our Yan family......

Yan Zhengting's words were just out, and Yan Kuan had already interrupted him, "Yan Mo, it must be a child of the Yan family!" ”

Yan Zhengting glanced at Yan Kuan in surprise, but saw Yan Kuan's eyes narrowed, and said word by word, "With him one day, the Yan family will be eternal!" ”

Yan Zhengting's heart slowly returned to his stomach, and he nodded solemnly, "I understand." ”

Regardless of whether Yan Mo is his son or not, he must be his son!

Yan Zhengting hooked the corners of his lips, evoking a self-deprecating arc, he is now more and more sure that he should have raised a son for someone else. It's ridiculous that he doesn't know who he raised it for!

"Go to bed early!" Yan Kuan stood up and coughed lightly, "This kind of thing, you just think about it yourself, and in the future, you must not say it in front of Yan Mo." After a pause, Yan Kuan added, "Even if you think about it in front of him, it can't work!" ”

After saying this, Yan Kuan didn't care anymore and slowly went back to his room.

Yan Mo, he really doesn't look like anyone in the Yan family!

The Yan family can't give birth to such a beautiful and delicate person!

The living room was quiet again, and a pin drop could be heard.

Yan Zhengting couldn't calm down for a long time, and his mind replayed the previous scenes that happened in Liu Xiangyun's room over and over again.

It was already late at night, but Yan Zhengting was not sleepy.

His phone rang at this time.

In the quiet of the night, his mobile phone rang so abruptly that people were caught off guard.

Yan Zhengting frowned, picked up his mobile phone and glanced at it, it was an unfamiliar number, Yan Zhengting originally thought that the other party had made the wrong call, so he hung up the phone.