my gambling boyfriend

Chapter 445 You Are Not My Son

"An Haodong, you have completely misunderstood. You are not my son. Xueyan and I were only attracted to each other back then, but did not develop to that point. Later, because I was sorry for my wife and caused her to be unhappy all day long, I treated Xueyan Proposed to break up, no longer contact.

It's just that she was too paranoid at the time and refused all the time, so she came to Lanyuan all day to make trouble, Xiaomo's mother... In short, after Xiaomo's birth made her wake up, she also agreed to leave and would never see me again. "

Lan Jinghang said too much in one breath, and everyone was shocked at the moment.

Especially An Haodong, was simply unacceptably shocked. Could it be that the person he hated for so many years was not his father at all?
So what exactly is he?
"No, I don't believe it. My mother has never been married in her life. The name he mentioned the most in front of me is Lan Jinghang. Now tell me that I am not at all, so what am I?"

This blow was too great, he unconsciously let go of the hand pinching Lan Mo, and his whole body fell into a trance.

Everyone has an obsession. When the obsession is shattered, he is pushed into the cliff before he even has time to clear his mind. Is he a complete tragedy?
A child of unknown origin?

Lan Jinghang frowned, also a little puzzled, he was still wearing a mask, so he couldn't see his face clearly at all, let alone his age.

"Take off the mask, and I'll see you." He begged, feeling a little sad for the child. Could it be that An Xueyan came to teach him and take revenge on herself?

Back then, she had obviously thought about everything.

An Haodong was also unwilling to give up, so he immediately took off his mask. As soon as that face met Lan Jinghang's eyes, he understood everything.

It's really too similar, this is clearly the face of the previous generation's Ji Yan boss, the cold handsomeness is extraordinary, especially the gleam in the eyes.

However, he never expected that An Xueyan had already known the boss of Jiyan, Cheng Feifan, long before him.

He sighed, wondering if he should tell him the truth, this child, has he been living in hatred for him?
"Why don't you talk? You're lying to me, aren't you?" An Haodong asked in a hoarse voice, but his heart began to despair little by little.

(End of this chapter)