Chapter 242: His Four Years and Her Four Years (1)
Two days later, Asa Zike walked out of the door of the Public Security Bureau, feeling that the whole person was almost about to collapse, and walked home in frustration, only to find that the door of the house was open.
Asa Zike was startled, and hurriedly rushed in, only to see several men in suits sitting on the sofa, and the quiet atmosphere made the women tremble.
The man at the head she knew.
Qianzi Ke frowned: "Quan Yiling, what are you doing here?" ”
"Miss Qian, I'm here to discuss with you about the custody of the little young master."
The woman was slightly stunned, then grabbed the man's arm and said nervously: "The bun was taken away by you?" Where is he now, and how is he hurt?! ”
Quan Yileng struggled slightly sideways to break free from the woman's control: "Miss Qian, you calm down first." Everything is fine young master, rest assured. ”
Qianzi Ke sat down opposite the man, and when he heard this, he finally put down a stone in his heart, raised his eyes to look at him, and asked, "What did you mean when you just said that you were discussing the custody of the bun with me?" ”
"Miss Qian, you should know that only by following His Excellency the President can the young master enjoy a better education and life."
Asa Zike snorted coldly: Your Excellency the President? Mozu Beitan?
"So, if you have something to say, you don't have to beat around the bush."
Quan Yiling raised his eyebrows: "There is a contract here, and the custody of the young master will be passed on to the name of His Excellency the President, and you can get a compensation of 100 million US dollars, of course, if you feel that it is not enough, you can just open your mouth for the compensation." However, by signing this contract, from now on, you can no longer interfere in the young master's life, and at the same time, you must not reveal his identity. ”
When Asakko Ke heard this, her fingers couldn't help clenching, to put it simply, she just let her sell her biological son, but the buyer was the son's father.
The woman smiled euphemistically, picked up the contract, handed over the pen with a knowing face, and looked at the contents of the contract, and then tore it to shreds.
"Give me back the baby!"
Quan Yiling frowned slightly: "Miss Qian, don't you want the young master to receive a good education and a good life?" ”
Asa Zike said coldly: "Of course I want to, but these must be given to him by me, give me back the child!" ”
"Miss Asa, you should know that this is impossible. The reason why Your Excellency the President wrote this contract is because it is not easy for you to give birth for four years, and I advise you to sign it. ”
It's exactly the same as when Lang Nianfeng asked her to sign the divorce agreement.
"Why do you deprive Ye Chen of the right to enjoy mother's love?!"
"But Miss Qian, you can't deprive the young master of his right to enjoy his father's love."
Asa Zike couldn't help but sneer: "Father's love? He is not worthy of being Ye Chen's father at all! ”
Looking back on the past four years, she raised the ink bun by herself until now, how much she has suffered, how tired, and how many people have laughed at her, do they know?
"Miss shallow, enough is enough!"
"Please do what you can and give me back my child!"
"No way."
Asakko Ke was angry and said angrily: "Okay, since that's the case, then please let me go with you, I want to talk to Mr. President in person!" ”
"Your Excellency has a lot of opportunities, just talk to me."
"Are you Ye Chen's father or is he? Regarding the issue of child custody, he still has to let his secretary solve it for him?! ”
Quan Yiling's face sank, got up, and glanced at the woman: "Since Miss Qian is so obsessed, then please follow me." ”
Does this woman have to embarrass herself?
Asako Ke angrily followed the man's pace, got in the car, and came to the presidential palace.
Quan Yiling led the woman to the hall and spoke: "Your Excellency will be back in another hour, you can wait here for a while." ”
Qianzi Ke sat on the sofa, clenched his fists, looked at the surrounding palace-like pretend, and thought to himself: no one can separate their mother and son, including that man!