This time the caller is mo Yongheng.

He is taking Zheng Yan on a honeymoon in the outskirts of n city, which is convenient for taking care of Mr. Mo and making people.

As a result, Zheng Yan's stomach hasn't moved. The news that Fanyu likes to be a father scares him.

In the phone, Mo Yongheng's reaction is similar to Qi Yan's.

It's just that sarcasm skills are halved and the level of care is increased.

"Fanshao, how is your life recently? I mean, if there's something unpleasant or uncomfortable, you can actually talk to me. A person who has been depressed for a long time is prone to have problems. In medicine, it's called... "

"I'm not ill."

Fanyu interrupts his words and opens his lips firmly.

Ink eternal Leng Leng, continue.

"I know. I understand your current mood. The patients always feel that they are not ill. I have no other meaning. You should know that imagination is actually a kind of psychiatric disease. It depends on personal conditions to distinguish whether systematic treatment is needed. In fact, I know many professional doctors here, if you need it..."

"I don't need it."

Fanyu interrupts Mo's eternal concern again.

He didn't want to listen to Mo's eternal chatter and open his lips directly.

"I really have a son. His name is Fanfan. Fanyu's Fanfan. His mother took it. We were childhood friends. She All aspects are very good, the important thing is to love me very much. "

In the latter sentence, fanyuga has a reason.

If Qiao Yuanfei doesn't love him, will she give birth to him without a word?

Calculate the time. When she was born, she was studying abroad.

If not love him deeply, how can a person also insist on the birth of Brahman.

Well, he just said one fact.

He is not at all guilty.

Fanyu's words fell. Mo Yongheng didn't say a word for a long time.

Just when he thought the phone had been hung up, he took a look at it and found that it had not been hung up.

Return to the ear, or did not hear the eternal voice of ink.

Just about to speak, I heard Zheng Yan's voice coming from the other end of the phone.

Not to talk to him, but to Mo forever.

"Why do you look lost? Did Fanyu feed you poison? "

"No."

Mo Yongheng finally talks again.

There is only one word.

After about three seconds, I made up another sentence.

"Fanyu is a father. He says his son is five and a half years old. Do you dare to believe it?"

If the news is true, then he really becomes the one who is the bottom of everyone

He can't accept the fact.

So, Fanyu's phone was hung up again.

Yes.

Who made him have a daughter-in-law and a son now.

The son is still five and a half years old.

Everyone should be envious, jealous and hateful.

He is generous, he doesn't care.

Fanyu answered the phone one after another.

In addition to Yu Yuehan and Tang Yuansi, who already have children, who can calm down a little bit, the other two people are really critically hit.

But as soon as I think that their fixed ranking will change in an instant, everyone is depressed

The only one who is happy is Fanyu.

He didn't even care about Qiao Yuanfei's concealment.

He just wanted to think of her pregnant, unfamiliar country, risking his life to give birth to a child for him.

His heartache, pity and guilt All of them have reached the point of no more.

"Are they both asleep?"

Fanyu group finished mocking everyone, finally put down his mobile phone, turned to ask the butler.