Chapter 3 Help her recall memories carefully
Zheng Xiaoyu was naturally scared, but he still didn't show timidity on the surface. He stood on the spot with his hands clenched and asked, "I said, Mr. Leng, you want to find a child, so you should investigate it anyway. If you arrest me so recklessly, I will I'm going to the police station to sue you for illegal detention..."

"Four years ago during the Mid-Autumn Festival." Leng Qinghan paced to a chair and sat down, with one leg slightly stretched forward, casual but elegant, watching her low-pitched narration: "I was brought to this room by someone. You took the opportunity to climb into my bed and secretly gave birth to my child, right?"

Zheng Xiaoyu's face was shocked.

The original novel did not say who Zheng Xiaoyu's child belonged to.

Could it be that her cub's father is Leng Qinghan?

It won't be so bloody, will it?
"Have you done a paternity test? Don't make a mistake." Zheng Xiaoyu still couldn't believe that he would have such good luck.

Leng Qinghan observed her expression. In all fairness, she was a very beautiful woman, cold and delicate, but with aura in her eyebrows and eyes. Because of her beauty, he remembered her that night four years ago even though he was unconscious.

It's just that she didn't expect that she would secretly give birth to his child.

"Still playing tricks on me?" Seeing her delay in replying, Leng Qinghan stood up, casually and gracefully took off her coat and threw it aside, her slender fingers casually unbuttoned her cuffs, and slowly approached her .

Zheng Xiaoyu backed away involuntarily, feeling a little trembling in his heart, "What are you doing? You talk without taking off your clothes..."

After the words fell, his legs tripped over the edge of the bed, and he fell backwards uncontrollably.

By the time she realized it, she had already been pinned down on the bed by Leng Qinghan, still with extremely ambiguous movements.

Her mind went blank for a moment.

Leng Qinghan put his hands on her sides, leaned over to look into her eyes, and gently hooked his lower lip, "You are so red, remember that night?"

"..." Zheng Xiaoyu turned his head, and his momentum suddenly weakened.

He was getting closer and closer, his lips even brushed her face as if nothing, and the deep voice was magnetic, echoing in her ears, "I don't mind helping you recall more carefully, back then... you were How did that happen to me, and the details of you taking the initiative to me."

Zheng Xiaoyu closed her eyes abruptly, and grabbed the sheet with both hands involuntarily, "I, I remembered, you don't need to review for me. It's cold, it's cold..."

buzzing...

The sound of the phone vibrating sounded, and the oppression above suddenly disappeared.
Leng Qinghan took out her phone, got up and walked out.

Zheng Xiaoyu let out a long breath.

Damn, she was scared to death!
She thought she was really going to be bullied by him!

Although others are handsome, I don't suffer...

But being coerced is still hard to accept, she still has a sense of shame.

But then again.

Could it be that the child I gave birth to was really cold?
He is so powerful, he wouldn't casually admit that a child is his cub, would he?
"The old man suffered a heart attack and was admitted to the hospital. The order said... If you don't bring the child back to recognize his ancestors, he will not receive treatment."

Listening to the communication on the phone, Leng Qinghan frowned, and squeezed the phone tightly, "Tell him, the child will be found soon, let him treat it first, so that he doesn't die and won't even see his grandson. "

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

Looking back at the room, he walked back.

(End of this chapter)

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