"How do you prove that Su Ying's child is mine?" Shao Chen asked behind him.

Xia Yue turned around and looked at him, "I guess, because I did a paternity test for Shao Linghui and Su Ying's children, and the results showed that there was no parent-child relationship but a blood relationship." At first, I suspected that the child belonged to your father, but thinking that Su Ying insisted that the child belonged to Shao Linghui, and said that the other party told her her name and contact information on the night of the relationship, I think there is a big difference between my father and Shao Linghui in terms of age and height. Later, you appeared, your appearance is eight points similar to Shao Linghui, and your strange relationship, I think it is very likely that you are messing around outside in the name of Shao Linghui. ”

Xia Yue asked him, "Why do you want to pretend to be Shao Linghui's name, also out of envy?" ”

"No, out of satisfaction with the vanity of the girls, it is more fulfilling for them to have a relationship with the president of the Qianli Group than to have a relationship with one of my illegitimate children, I am a good person."

Once when Shao Linghui silently did something for Xia Yue, Xia Yue finally thought that Shao Linghui did it because he was a good person, but Shao Linghui never said that he did it because of a good person.

Now, Shao Chen has done so many things that can be described as unreasonable, and he actually advertises himself as a good person.

"Don't make excuses for your lack of morality, and don't make people think that everything you do is because of the family environment in which you grew up, why can't you not because your mother didn't teach you and the teacher taught you, don't deviate."

Xia Yue brushed open the door, "Until I don't completely hate you, little uncle, please keep a good distance." ”

After speaking, she opened the door and went in and closed the door in front of Shao Chen.

Shao Chen didn't speak, his eyes dimmed with the door she closed, and he bent down to put the flower in front of the door, as if he was paying tribute to something.

Then, he turned away.

When he returned to the room, Xia Yue quietly opened the door, she saw the flowers at the door, and muttered, "It's not a chrysanthemum to buy on the Qingming Festival, and it's still at the door of my room, sweeping the tomb!" ”

She kicked the flower out and closed the door again.

The night passed peacefully.

The next day, Xia Yue prepared to return to Jiangcheng.

Because Shang Fan still had to stay in the imperial capital for a few days, Xia Yue specially approved Ding Yuhan to stay in the imperial capital to help Shang Fan complete the manuscript in the past few days.

For this reason, she also specially called to tell Shang Fan about Ding Yuhan staying to help.

"From today onwards, she will officially become your assistant, old classmate, let's talk about signing the contract."

"Okay, I'll sign the contract as soon as I return to Jiangcheng." There was a rare joy in Shang Yan's voice, and finally he said thank you to Xia Yue.

"Why thank me?"

"I think you should know that you've always thought you were the smartest girl in our class."

Xia Yue laughed, and she asked Shang Fen, "Is the love letter written to Ding Yuhan?" ”

"Yes."

"What do you like about her?"

"I like her cheerfulness, I know her parents' restructured family but she's still so cheerful, it feels like nothing can overwhelm her, I like her character."

"Sure enough, depressed people are easily attracted to sunny people." Xia Yue revealed a little secret to Shang Bian, "Ding Yuhan has never been in love, if she says her previous romance in front of you, don't believe her, she is just trying to save face." ”

"Okay, I got it."

"I wish you success in your pursuit of love, and I hope we can cooperate more in the future."

"Okay."

Xia Yue hung up the phone, got up to pack her luggage, and just as she was packing her luggage and preparing to call the driver, the doorbell rang outside.

She opened the door and saw a beautiful woman in her fifties standing outside.

"You're Xia Yue, right?" The other party asked her.

Xia Yue looked at the visitor, and her memory told her that she had never seen this woman before.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Shao Chen's mother, Jiang Meina."