"Ten years ago?"

He Basshan's pupils shrank, his face was gloomy, and he stared at Qiu Yichen's proud back. His hands were clenched into fists, and he wanted to turn around and leave immediately.

After thinking about it, she still chased after it.

She wanted to know what Qiu Yichen's purpose was here.

Whatever his purpose was, it wasn't a good thing for her. If she can't stop it, then she has to know it first.

"It's coming!" Ao Zhen reminded softly.

Ran Ran raised her head nervously, looked at him expectantly, Ao Zhen chuckled and waved her hand, and then stood calmly in place.

"Is it okay?" Ran Ran didn't dare to speak out anymore.

"They can't see it." Ao Zhen said domineeringly, and Ran Ran was silent.

She stared curiously in the direction of the doorway, not thinking about seeing them, but wondering if they would see them both. Her curious eyes were shining, and her eyelashes were flickering, so cute.

"Don't you think that earth-shattering statement ten years ago is quite obvious?" While speaking, Qiu Yichen had accurately pushed open the bedroom door and walked in directly.

He Zishan's face was very ugly, and he said gloomily: "No matter what she says, she has my blood on her body, which is a fact that cannot be changed." She's just deceiving herself by doing that! ”

"What have you done for her other than giving birth to her?" Qiu Yichen didn't want to talk about this issue anymore, he didn't think there would be anything wrong with He Yew bringing a little girl to the house.

Of course, if it was really her, it would be even more perfect.

He had never known that he would speak so harshly, but she really hadn't done anything for that child, so she had nothing to refute.

No one chirped crookedly in his ear, Qiu Yichen walked directly to the cabinet and opened the drawer. There weren't much in a few drawers, just a few books. Qiu Yichen frowned, although he couldn't remember what happened when he was a child, the only thing he was sure of was that there was definitely more than just such a little thing in his drawer.

"It seems that you are quite unqualified as a mother." His narrow eyes swept over the bed, which was too big for a child, and he couldn't help but mock.

The white sheets, the white quilts, are obviously old things. You don't have to ask to know who used it. He opened the cupboard, and the spare sheets and quilts in the cabinet were indeed the same as those used in the big bed. Even if someone comes to clean it, it can still be seen that it is all old things from ten years ago.

"I've never done this role, have I?" He Yew seems to have returned to its former appearance.

Qiu Yichen didn't seem to hear her words, and said lightly: "A child's life can be so monotonous and colorless. It's no wonder that at the age of seven, she chose to cut off any relationship with you in such a drastic way. ”

"What's the use of talking about that now." He Yew obviously didn't want to mention the daughter who she had long regarded as non-existent, "What are you doing here?" ”

"You're not going to be interested." Qiu Yichen didn't want to say it, after all, it was just a guess in his heart.

Through He Yew's various performances, he intuitively didn't want He Yew to know what he was guessing in his heart. He was sure that if He Bashan knew, not only would it not bring him any help, but would become a drag on him.

That's what he doesn't want to see.