The bag in my hand fell to the ground.
No, impossible
How can Yan Chengchi know that Hanhan is his son and take the man away
Xia Changyue recovered, quickly picked up the bag, turned out the mobile phone, hands trembling almost can't hold the mobile phone.
Open the address book, staring at Yan Chengchi's name, half ring, just summon up courage, dial the phone.
"Du -- Du --"
got through, but no one answered.
Just when Xia Changyue was desperate, the phone was finally picked up.
"Hello?" The man's low voice is as cold as ever.
“……” Suddenly hear his voice, Xia Changyue's throat seems to be suddenly strangled, half ring can't say a word.
What is she going to ask?
Ask him if he already knows that Hanhan is his son?
Ask him why he took Hanhan?
Or ask him, can you give Hanhan back to him?
In Xia Changyue's mind, tens of thousands of ideas flashed in an instant. At last, he tried to bear the panic, "Yan Chengchi, is Hanhan there?"
She can't mess, she can't mess.
Hanhan often sneaks out of the kindergarten alone. Maybe the teacher made a mistake.
It's not necessarily Yan Chengchi who picked him up.
"Oh." The man on the other end of the phone sneered coldly and scoffed, "Xia Changyue, would it be a bit ridiculous for you to ask your son to come to me? What does he have to do with me? "
“……” Xia Changyue holds the hand of mobile phone, suddenly a tight.
Subconsciously blurted out, "the teacher said, Hanhan is by Dad..."
In the middle of the speech, she suddenly reacted and held back.
"Why don't you go on and dare not say it?" Yan Chengchi's voice suddenly sank, and every word was filled with anger, "do you need me to say it for you? Well
“……” The blood color on Xia Changyue's face faded a little bit, and a bad premonition surged from her heart.
The next second, I heard Yan Chengchi's cold voice, like the ghost of hell, word by word into her ears.
"Xia Changyue, I'm waiting for you to explain to me whose son Hanhan is!"
After the call, the phone was hung up.
Xia Changyue only felt a chill, pouring from the soles of her feet to her brain.
Petite body, as if into a sculpture, rigid standing in place.
Holding the hand of the mobile phone, fingertips white, force as if to crush the mobile phone.
There was only one thought left in his mind: he knew all about it He knew that Hanhan was his son
That terrible dream, emerge in Xia Changyue's eyes.
Her heart suddenly tightened, and as soon as she turned, she rushed to the side of the road to stop the car.
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in the villa.
Yan Chengchi's figure stands in front of the transparent French window.
Hand, holding a mobile phone, cold eyes looking forward.
Outside the window, branches swaying with the wind, light and shadow mottled, villa living room, but dense with an indescribable atmosphere of repression, as if covered by the winter wind and snow in this side of the world.
After a word, he hung up.
Wei An's body, but quietly standing there, half a sound, just think of what, turned and looked at the living room sofa.
Han Han, who used to sit on the sofa, can't see any shadow of him now
Yan Chengchi's eyes fell on the empty sofa. He was stunned for a second. He immediately reacted and felt nervous!
"Housekeeper, inform the guard immediately. No one is allowed to leave the villa!"
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