Fortunately, according to her information, Yan shiting himself was not in Chenxia city and left the country.
She didn't have a detailed investigation of where he had gone.
Generally speaking, even if we do paternity testing, we will wait for Yan shiting himself to be there. We can't rule out mail sample identification.
According to media reports, Xiaobao is Yan shiting's son. The Yan family has sent people to protect Xiaobao. She actually secretly makes people stare at Yan's family's actions, and has not found that they take Xiaobao's hair or blood.
And then Yan shiting does not doubt Xiaobao's life experience, but deliberately makes his parents think Xiaobao is his son.
If the elders of Yan family want to recognize their grandchildren, they will certainly identify them.
Identification will happen sooner or later. She can hold on for a while. It's a moment.
"Yes, mom is worried about your safety." Cheng yingxuan responded casually.
Cheng Xiaobao tilted his brain and said, "Mom, I don't need to go to kindergarten. Even in primary school, I have taught myself
"Little one!" She gave a smile.
He ran around the table, holding her arm coquettish, "Mom, I stay at home to accompany you more."
"No problem." She nodded.
After breakfast, mother and son wash dishes together, wash dishes and nest on the sofa to watch TV.
Cheng Xiaobao is watching financial channels and national news.
Cheng yingxuan sometimes really doubts whether Xiaobao can understand or not. It is like a primary school researcher to look at his serious appearance.
"What TV do you like to watch, mom?" Xiaobao handed her the remote control. "You can adjust the channel yourself."
"You see." She shook her head and glanced at her cell phone on the coffee table from time to time.
"You're waiting for a call." Cheng Xiaobao's tone is affirmative, "a morning, you are absent-minded."
"You can't hide anything from your eyes." She nodded slightly, "I dialed Yan shiting's mobile phone at eight in the morning, he didn't answer it, and I haven't called back yet."
"Would you like to call again?" Asked in a suggestion.
"No, he doesn't return calls."
"Maybe he's not paying attention to something?" Xiaobao reached out his tender hand, picked up her mobile phone, skillfully turned out Yan shiting's number and dialed out, "if you don't call, I'll call. I haven't spoken to Uncle Yan for a long time. "
"Ah..." She just wanted to snatch the mobile phone back, the phone had been connected, and Yan shiting's deep and low voice came from the other end, "hello..."
"Uncle Yan, it's me!" Xiao Bao's voice rose eight degrees.
"It's Xiaobao..." The other party was obviously excited, "Xiao Bao, how are you recently?"
"Uncle Yan, I'm fine. How have you been
"Well." His voice seemed a little tired.
"Uncle Yan, your voice is not right. What's the matter with you?" Xiao Bao's tone is full of concern.
Cheng yingxuan also pricked up her ears.
"I'm fine, but I didn't sleep well last night." He coughed and his tone returned to a steady level.
"Uncle Yan, when will you come to my house?"
"Miss me?" The cold man's voice laughed happily at the other end.
"Yes." Xiaobao admits.
"I Come in a few days... " He hesitated for a few seconds. "Boss, you can't get out of the hospital, I'm afraid not in a few days."
Although Zheng Wei's voice was lowered, Cheng yingxuan and Cheng Xiaobao listened clearly.
"Uncle Yan, are you in hospital?" Xiaobao's small eyebrows were almost twisted together, "what's wrong with you? Is it serious? "
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