Leng Yingjie's expression was very serious.

It was so serious that Wen Ning was stunned.

She dodged the burning gaze and walked to the office with a weak heart, "His dad is his dad, why are you asking so much." ”

If it was in the past, Leng Yingjie would definitely hold her and ask her to get a result and a response.

But at this time, he didn't say a word......

Wen Ning was afraid that Leng Yingjie would continue to ask, so he hurriedly arranged homework for Ye Chenrui when he went in.

Picking up another easel and unfolding it, Wen Ning sat down beside Ye Chenrui.

"Rui Rui, show my sister how you have drawn in the past, have you brought any drafts?"

Ye Chenrui nodded, took out a stack of sketches from his schoolbag and handed them over.

Wen Ning looked at it, and her nose was a little sour.

Although Ye Chenrui's painting style is naïve, at a glance, Wen Ning knows that he is painting things that Leng Lingshan has painted in the past.

Her hand trembled slightly, "Rui Rui, do you know what you are drawing?" ”

Leng Lingshan's paintings tend to be emotional abstraction, and many of them are expressions that do not know what to understand, relying on the rendering of a large number of colors to drive emotions.

Therefore, Wen Ning was deeply impressed by her paintings, and she only liked to paint back then, and she didn't know much, so she was curious about people in the city painting such things.

Ye Chenrui nodded in response, "I painted according to my little aunt's drawing." ”

One sentence turned Wen Ning's heart upside down, and endured the sourness in his heart, Wen Ning asked, "Little Auntie's studio is still there?" ”

Leng Yingjie looked at her and said lightly: "It's all here, no one has touched everything in Lingshan." ”

Wen Ning hung his head, not daring to look at him at this time.

Leng Yingjie's heart couldn't calm down for a minute, and at this moment, Wen Ning and Ye Chenrui talked about Lingshan, and they didn't know if it was intentional, they just wanted to avoid the topic of children.

Leng Yingjie couldn't stay any longer, and his back molars were so clenched that his teeth and bones bulged.

"You guys draw first, I'm in a bit of a hurry."

Wen Ning finally looked up at him, his eyes full of panic.

Leng Yingjie's eyes sank.

He understood her concern.

stepped forward, rubbed her delicate cheeks with his big hand, and said softly, "It's okay, don't be afraid." ”

Wen Ning ......

Leng Yingjie walked into the elevator quickly, but he didn't go back to the office, but pressed the F3 floor on the phone as he walked.

The signal in the elevator was intermittent, which made him even more upset.

Stepping into the car and starting immediately, Leng Yingjie hit the steering wheel with one hand, and the phone was finally connected.

The other side asked, "What are you doing, the phone is called and hung up." ”

Leng Yingjie's hand holding the steering wheel clenched unconsciously, and his muscles were clear, "The signal was not good just now, Jiajun, let me ask you, the last time you checked Wen Ning's account, when was Wen Yifan's birthday?" ”

Meng Jiajun sighed, "How do I know, who will pay attention to this." ”

Leng Yingjie pursed his lips and cursed secretly, and then said: "You are a criminal policeman, don't you even read the details?" ”

Meng Jiajun couldn't cry or laugh, "Brother Eh, is Wen Ning a criminal?" I even have to see the birth date of her child? I used my power for personal gain just to help you see her marital status, you even have children..."

Meng Jiajun's voice suddenly stopped, as if he had thought of something, and said in surprise: "You shouldn't suspect that the child is yours, right?" It's mine... God..."

On the road, there were cameras everywhere, Leng Yingjie transferred the call to the car and put away the phone.

"Her hukou is in Nancheng District, right? I'll go over it. ”

Meng Jiajun didn't know whether he was anxious or excited, and called, "Okay, where are you?" Come over now? I'm near this side of Nancheng District, I'm going to look for you. ”

Leng Yingjie raised his hand and looked at his watch, "I came out of the company, and now I don't have a traffic jam, and I will try to arrive in 20 minutes." ”

Meng Jiajun......

"Brother, don't get excited, safety is important, you drive slowly, turn around and stop the traffic police and delay things."

"Got it," Leng Yingjie hung up.

He was so excited, so excited that he wanted to shed tears.

Leng Yingjie smiled and shook his head, how could Wen Ning come back, and he had become so fragile.

There is a fuss about everything, and the mood goes up and down.

But when he thought of it, he had been obsessed with Wen Yifan's biological father for so long, and it was very likely that the other party was himself, how could he be like water.

Meng Jiajun was accompanying Yu Churan to visit the bookstore, hung up the phone and hurriedly walked back, "Let's go, let's go to the police station." ”

Yu Churan raised his eyes to look at him, with a hint of unhappiness in his eyes, "What are you doing at the police station?" Said that you will rest and accompany me today, and you have another task? ”

Meng Jiajun smiled and took the book in her hand, "It's Yingjie's business, let's accompany him on a trip." ”

Yu Churan let him take his hand and walk, "What's wrong with Yingjie?" The nearest one near here is the Nancheng Police Station, did he commit a crime here? ”

Meng Jiajun, as Leng Yingjie's brother, learned that the child might be his, and naturally he was happy for him.

"No," he leaned over and whispered a little.

Yu Churan opened his mouth wide in surprise, "Just go to the community, why go to the police station." ”

She has always been dissatisfied with Meng Jiajun's work and always feels dangerous, and she is a little resistant to the entire public security system, and she doesn't like those places.

Meng Jiajun scratched his head, "I don't know the people in the community, so it's easier to go to the police station." ”

Yu Churan muttered and stopped talking, quickened his steps, and the two hurried to the parking lot.

When Leng Yingjie arrived at the Nancheng Police Station, Meng Jiajun and Yu Churan had already finished reading the file.

He gasped and said, "Where are you looking?" Take me there. ”

Meng Jiajun looked Leng Yingjie up and down, "Dude, what are you wearing?" He laughed as he spoke.

Yu Churan was also very surprised, "I have the impression that I have only seen you wearing a suit, but I didn't expect this kind of casual style to be controlled by Mr. Jie." ”

Meng Jiajun shook something in front of her eyes with something in his hand, "Don't look at him, daughter-in-law, you can only have me in your eyes." ”

Yu Churan sighed and took the piece of paper from his hand, "Don't make trouble, you see what he's in a hurry." ”

She handed it to Leng Yingjie and said, "We have seen the original, this is a copy, you can see it yourself." ”

Meng Jiajun put away his joking face, "If it weren't for me, you would have thought you could get this so smoothly." ”

Leng Yingjie looked at the things and walked to the side without raising his head, "It's the same without you, there's nothing I want to check that can't be found." ”

Meng Jiajun pursed his lips and said to Yu Churan: "Look at his unbeatable appearance, if I am Wen Ning, I will not be good with him." ”

Yu Churan sighed and pulled the corner of Meng Jiajun's clothes.

Leng Yingjie didn't have time to rub his tongue with Meng Jiajun, and his hands trembled when he saw the things on the copy.

It reads, Wen Yifan's date of birth [July 26, 2019]

Too excited, Leng Yingjie's mind was too chaotic at this moment, and he muttered and calculated, "We are still together in 2019, oh no..."

Meng Jiajun rolled his eyes with a smile, "Big brother, you broke up in July 2019. ”

Leng Yingjie still didn't look at him, "Don't interrupt me, it's not right at this time......"

Thinking about it, he suddenly looked at Meng Jiajun, his eyes shining brightly, "The child born in 2019, then she was pregnant in 2018." ”

A big grin bloomed on Leng Yingjie's face, "The child is mine!" ”