Chapter 1782

He Jixiang couldn't sit still, the anger in her heart broke through everything, she got up and went out quickly to find Ling Xuanhan to settle the score.

She knew Ling Xuanhan's home, so she came directly to his home.

At first, the security guard stopped her and refused to let her in. Finally, she called Ling Xuanhan, and the security guard let her in.

She walked into Ling Xuanhan's villa, just entered the gate, and was angrily planning to ask Ling Xuanhan Xingshi for a crime, but she saw him playing with a four or five-year-old boy with a smile on his face.

The little boy looked like he was having a good time.

Ling Xuanhan passed the ball to him, but he didn't catch it. As a result, the ball rolled to He Jixiang's feet, and the little boy chased after her.

He picked up the ball, raised his little face, and looked at her with immature eyes: "Auntie, who are you looking for?"

He Jixiang's anger subsided by his innocent and innocent eyes, and he always felt that in front of such an innocent child, if she behaved too aggressively, she would scare the child.

So, she forced a smile on her face and said to Ling Chenchen: "I'm looking for him, who is he to you?"

Her finger pointed at Ling Xuanhan.

Ling Chenchen looked in the direction of her finger, then turned around, and said to her in a childish voice: "That's my father..."

It's his dad!

Hearing this, He Jixiang's heart sank severely, as if he had been stabbed by something.

Unexpectedly, Ling Xuanhan had a son.

Moreover, seeing how attentive he was playing with this child just now, it can be seen that Ling Xuanhan has a lot of love for the child.

She always thought that Ling Xuanhan was a sinister, cunning, cold-hearted person, but she didn't expect that he was really so patient with children.

While He Jixiang was in a trance, Ling Xuanhan's voice sounded: "Do you need something from me?"

"There's something wrong." He Jixiang came back to his senses. He originally planned to make trouble with him, but she couldn't make trouble in front of the child.

"Then let's talk in my study." Ling Xuanhan said proactively.

"Father won't play with me anymore..." Ling Chenchen pouted, pulling his head together, very unhappy.

During these days, his father managed to play with him, but he didn't play with him anymore. He was always like this, ignoring him whenever he had work, which made Ling Chenchen feel very depressed.

Ling Xuanhan walked to Ling Chenchen's side, and lightly touched his little head: "You play by yourself for a while, and Dad will play with you later, okay?"

Ling Xuanhan followed the doctor's advice and discussed everything with Ling Chenchen to take care of his mental health.

He was just such a son, so he couldn't be severely autistic due to his own negligence.

Ling Xuanhan was also reflecting on what he had done before, but he was too neglectful to accompany his son, and even ignored him, which made Ling Chenchen think that he was an unloved child.

When Ling Chenchen heard his father talking to him in such a gentle voice, and said that he would play with him later, he immediately nodded and agreed: "Yeah, okay, Dad, I'll wait for you..."

Afterwards, he hugged the ball and sat on the sofa. He didn't play alone, but waited for his father to come and play with him.

Seeing his lonely little figure, He Jixiang seemed to see himself when he was a child.

So lonely and helpless.

It made her feel embarrassed to take up too much Ling Xuanhan's time.

But she still followed Ling Xuanhan to the study.

The door is closed, knowing that the sound insulation effect is very good, and the conversation inside cannot be heard from the outside.

She asked angrily: "You lied to me, that contract is the way for you to get the LM Group!"