Chapter 337 Yehan... is my son?
The stagnant air made it almost impossible to breathe.

what did he say?
child?

Zhan Qingyuan said in a low voice: "Five years ago, you gave birth to him and didn't want him, so even if he is by your side now, you still ignore him completely, and even want to abandon him again, don't you?"

Nan Xi's mind was spinning rapidly, and when he turned around, there was only disbelief on his face.

"What are you talking about? What child?"

Zhan Qingyuan rolled his eyes coldly, but didn't respond.

He walked to the closet, opened the closet door, took out the shirt and trousers, and then tore off the only fig leaf on his body.

Nanxi glanced away in panic, the doubts in her heart together with some unknown emotions made her feel restless.

She stared at the side of the bed, tried her best to restrain the desire to leave, her breath was short of breath, "What do you mean by what you just said? What child?"

Zhan Qingyuan put on his pants slowly, next to the buttons of his shirt, and walked up to her.

"What do you mean?"

His voice was completely different from before, with resentment and mockery hidden in the coldness.

"Play stupid with me, Nan Xi, there's no need."

He knows everything.

He raised his legs and walked to the desk, sat down bent down, crossed his long legs, took the cigarette case with one hand, took out a cigarette and lit it.

The white mist obscured his facial features, and even the resentment in his expression dissipated.

Nanxi came over in a hurry, "Why am I pretending to be stupid? Please make it clear, what child? Yueling?"

With a cigarette between his fingers, Zhan Qingyuan glanced at her coldly.

Nan Xi snapped back to her senses, as if realizing something, her voice trembled uncontrollably: "You mean... Ye Han?"

"..."

The man didn't answer, but the cold edges and side face were already the default.

Nan Xi froze in shock.

Afterwards, joy was wrapped in doubts all over the sky, and it hit like a tide.

She didn't know whether to cry or laugh, the tears in her eyes flickered, "Yehan...is my son? How could..."

She couldn't figure it out, and looked at the man in the seat through her tearful eyes.

Zhan Qingyuan sneered, his sharp eyes were like knives.

"It's not that you don't want him, why are you still acting in front of me now?"

Nan Xi didn't have time to be grateful and moved, and was stunned by his question.

"I don't want him?"

What the fuck is he talking about?
Nanxi suddenly remembered that when she gave birth, Song Ci found out that both Fu Zhizhou and Zhan Qingyuan had been to the hospital.

Could it be that he knew at that time that she was having a baby, so he came all the way to take the boy away, and he didn't want the girl with her?
Thinking of this, Nan Xi felt bad.

She slapped the table and shouted: "Don't beat me up! When I gave birth, why didn't you show up? You knew I was pregnant, but you pretended not to know, and finally took my son behind my back, and let the doctor He lied to me and he died!"

How could Zhan Qingyuan think that she would say such a thing, he was a little surprised for a while.

"Me? Someone lied to you that he died?"

"Who else could it be if it wasn't you? He is with you now. I think your Zhan family only needs a son to inherit the family, so you don't want to be Yue Ling!"

Nan Xi wanted to go up and bite his neck off, her eyes were on fire.

"Patriarchal, you are so good!"

Hearing this accusation, Zhan Qingyuan almost laughed angrily.

"You know my attitude towards Yue Ling."

When was he patriarchal?

Nan Xi didn't care about these things, "You are a despicable person! You have lied to me for so long and told me to keep looking for a child, but he is right under my nose!"

(End of this chapter)

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