After the divorce, the group pet mommy has a baby with three treasures

Chapter 109

Zhan Sichen stood at the door of the testing center, heard the sound of the elevator, turned his head, and saw Xiaochen with three heads at a glance.

The little guy was wearing a white half-sleeved top, ginger shorts underneath, and stood there with a small schoolbag on his back. He was so cute that it was a foul.

When I saw the photos before, Zhan Sichen felt like him, but now when I saw him standing here in real life, Zhan Sichen felt a little dazed.

Xiaochen also looked at Zhan Sichen not far away for the first time.

The man was only wearing a thin white shirt, and the suit pants on his lower body were straight without any trace of creases. The cuffs were loosely rolled up to the elbows, revealing a pale arm.

The jet-black hair hangs in fragments on his forehead, and a pair of jet-black eyes are cold, and when he looks at him, he has a bit of condescending arrogance.

Xiaochen's eyes flickered, and he could vaguely see on his face what he would look like when he grew up.

He didn't speak, and quietly held Yang Jing's hand, allowing Zhan Sichen to look at him, neither humble nor overbearing, even a little arrogant when looking at Zhan Sichen.

Zhan Sichen had a premonition that this child must belong to him and Niannian.

Yang Jing and Nian Nian have such a good relationship, in order not to let him know, it is not impossible to choose to hide it.

Thinking of this, a trace of pain suddenly flashed in his indifferent eyes.

Because he thought that if this was his and Niannian's child, then Niannian divorced him with the child in mind.

As Xiaochen walked towards him step by step, his Adam's apple rolled, and he looked straight at Xiaochen with a hoarse voice, "How old are you?"

Xiaochen raised his eyelids and looked up at him, then snorted, "Three years old."

Zhan Sichen curled his lips into a smile, his Niannian was the most cunning, and the children he raised must be equally smart.A child of this age, who is one year behind, can't tell at all.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, half squatted down and looked at Xiao Chen, and asked calmly, "I heard you don't have a father?"

Xiaochen raised the corner of his mouth, deliberately looked directly into Zhan Sichen's eyes, and said calmly, "Yes, my father is dead."

Zhan Sichen: "..."

He was suddenly choked up, and wanted to say something more, but Yang Jing was not happy.

Impatiently, she pulled Xiao Chen behind her, blocking his small figure.

Zhan Sichen's face suddenly darkened.

Yang Jing snorted coldly, "President Zhan, can we start? I've brought Xiaochen, and I'm here for a paternity test today, not for you to chat with Xiaochen."

A killing intent flashed across Zhan Sichen's eyes, his cold eyes fell on her, and he said in a serious tone, "Miss Yang, you are really not afraid of death."

Before Yang Jing could speak, Xiao Chen jumped out suddenly, stood in front of Yang Jing, and glared at him angrily, "You are not allowed to murder my mommy."

Xiao Chen only reached Yang Jing's knees, blocking her fiercely in front of her, which was actually quite ridiculous.

However, Zhan Sichen didn't smile at all, he looked at Yang Jing and Xiaochen quietly for a while, then looked away, straightened up, tugged at the neckline, "Let's start."

In front of Zhan Sichen, Xiaochen's hair and Yang Jing's hair were taken away, and sent to the laboratory, the results would not come out until two days later.

Zhan Sichen suddenly stopped the laboratory personnel, "Wait."

Yang Jing narrowed her eyes, and immediately looked vigilant, "What are you going to do?"

Zhan Sichen ignored her, but watched the laboratory personnel suddenly say, "Do mine too."

A flash of anger suddenly flashed in Yang Jing's eyes, but she quickly suppressed it again. She sneered, her red lips curled up, and she mocked: "You really don't give up."

Zhan Sichen's eyes fell on Xiaochen involuntarily, and the coldness in his eyes gradually dissipated, "It's better to find out clearly, so as to avoid omissions."

Yang Jing rolled her eyes undisguisedly, her bright red lips were eye-catching and full of impact, "That's fine, I won't keep pestering you!"

With an arrogant expression on her face, she took Xiaochen's hand. Since it was over, she certainly had no reason to stay.

The high-heeled shoes made a crisp clicking sound on the ground, and the owner's anger could be clearly sensed.

Suddenly, a man's deep and undeniable voice came from behind.

"wait."

(End of this chapter)