Shen Beichuan has always been straightforward, straight to the point, and never beats around the bush.

First, no one dares to say anything about his identity, and second, he doesn't like twisted things.

So, when I thought of this question, I asked Han Nanli directly.

Han Nanli thought for a while and shook his head: "I don't know about this question, but I can go back and ask my mother, if she knows, if she is willing to tell me, I will tell you." ”

"Oh yes, how can I tell you?"

Although Mrs. Shen gave her Shen Beichuan's phone number, she didn't dare to call that number for fear of being hated by Shen Beichuan.

At this time, it is the best time to ask for his number, and you must not miss it.

Shen Beichuan was stunned for a moment, and then reported a string of numbers.

Merely......

That was Zhang Song's number, and it was also his office number.

Han Nanli carefully remembered it, knowing that he was perfunctory to himself, but he couldn't say anything.

"Then if I have an answer, I'll call you and tell you, okay?"

Shen Beichuan didn't say anything.

It's the default.

The car quickly stopped downstairs at Han's house, and Han Nanli was reluctant to push the car door, looking at the man in the driver's seat: "Mr. Shen, I am going to the orphanage in the north of the city to give gifts to the children in two days, are you willing to accompany me?" ”

Chengbei Orphanage.

It is a place that the little aunt recorded in her diary, and it is also Shen Beichuan's most painful memory.

Although the little aunt did not write in her diary what Shen Beichuan experienced there, she ......

After he returned to the Shen family, he often went to that orphanage, and also sponsored many children in the orphanage.

Therefore, she dared to conclude that this orphanage had a special meaning for Shen Beichuan.

Really......

Shen Beichuan did not refuse.

Fei's thin lips spat out a word: "Good." ”

There was no follow-up.

Han Nanli hurriedly said, "Then I will contact you and call you then." ”

In response to her, there was a lot of exhaust gas.

The man had already driven away, and he didn't know if he heard her.

The night breeze is silent, and the afterglow is lingering.

Han Nanli hummed a song and entered the gate of Han's house, walking in a state of jumping and jumping.

When Mrs. Han saw her like this, she immediately guessed what was going on.

"The car that sent you back just now belonged to Shen Beichuan, right?"

Han Nanli couldn't help himself, clenched his fists hard, and looked excited: "Yes, it's him!" ”

Mrs. Han was also very happy: "Good daughter, come and tell your mother what you have done." ”

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Street lamps meander into a long river of light, shuttling through the city's high-rise buildings, illuminating the dark city with light and shadow.

Shen Beichuan's car was parked outside the gate of Shen Yuan.

It was his home, but he didn't dare to step through the door.

In addition to not knowing how to deal with the child in Nanxin's womb, there is also what happened in Bordeaux, which he can't let go.

He actually did something sorry for Nanxin and cheated on Han Qingying in marriage.

I didn't dare to see Nanxin, and I didn't have the face to see her.

I could only look at the window of her room from such a distance, smoking silently.

The scarlet cigarette butt was as bright and dark as his heart was now.

Can't find a direction.

Before long, cigarette butts piled up on the ground and formed a small mountain.

After a long time, the man took out his mobile phone and called Zhang Song: "Check one thing, eighteen years ago, there was a girl named Xinxin who lived near the orphanage in the north of the city, whether it was Nanxin or not!" ”

Zhang Song at the other end was stunned: "Didn't Mr. say that Xinxin is the wife?" ”

"Why do you have to check?"

Shen Beichuan suddenly shouted: "If you are asked to check, you will check!" ”