The rich and powerful: the devil's president haunts

Chapter 739

"Brother Qiancheng, whose family is this child? You just let him go back, don't argue with him..." Mu Ke stood aside, acting as a peacemaker.

"Pretty auntie, don't tell uncle, he has a bad temper and is very mean..."

Before Yiran could finish speaking, Lu Qiancheng picked it up with his big hand and put it on his shoulder.

"Put me down, you scoundrel!" Yiran kicked his short legs non-stop, Lu Qiancheng stretched out his hand and pressed him vigorously, took him to the car, threw him on the passenger seat, and roughly helped him fasten it seat belt.

Yiran just wanted to explain, but was frightened by his threatening eyes.

Lu Qiancheng saw that he was disciplined and stopped moving, so he returned to the driver's seat and sat down.

"Brother Qiancheng, where are you going..." Mu Ke was about to get in the car, but was stopped by Lu Qiancheng.

"I'll call Zhao Qi to pick you up later, you wait here for a while." After Lu Qiancheng finished speaking, he dumped the car out of the garage and walked away regardless of Mu Ke's opinion.

"What do you want to do?" There was a trace of fear in Yiran's eyes, and his little hands were tightly clutching the seat belt. This bad uncle will not sell him.

"I can't sell much..." Yiran lowered her head and muttered softly.

"..."

After a moment of silence, Lu Qiancheng spoke coldly.

"Lu Yiran, I warn you, if you let your mommy know what happened today..." He narrowed his dangerously beautiful eyes, and looked sideways at the little guy.

"You know my surname is Lu?" Yiran's emphasis was obviously different from his.

"So what if I know your surname is Lu? I also know who your father is?" His eyes fell on the wide road ahead, and he tapped the steering wheel with his fingers carelessly.

"Do you know who my father is?" Yiran's tone was a little excited as if he had discovered a new continent.

"Yeah." Lu Qiancheng nodded, "Do you want to know?"

Yiran's original excitement seemed to be only for a moment, and it didn't take long for those emotions to be erased by him.

Seeing that the little guy didn't respond to him for a long time, Lu Qiancheng turned his gaze back to him.

The little guy kept twisting his two chubby little hands together, his eyes drooping, and his long and thick eyelashes blinking.

"I don't really want to know, anyway, I haven't seen him since I was a child, and he hasn't come to me and Mommy for so many years, I hate him, I hate him to death..."

Lu Qiancheng clenched his fingers on the steering wheel, frowned slightly, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

"Perhaps, your father didn't come to look for you... There is also a reason?" His voice faded from the coldness, and he spoke softly.

"I don't know either. Anyway, I don't have any feelings for my father now. I don't know what he looks like. I don't know if he will like me when he sees me. Maybe he will hate me too..."

Yiran kept talking, but Lu Qiancheng never spoke again from the beginning to the end.

He thought, it might really take a long time for the child to accept him.

He drove the car to the downstairs of Yan Nuo's single apartment, but when he looked sideways, the little guy was already asleep.

He carefully opened the door on Yiran's side, took off his seat belt, picked up his schoolbag in the back seat, and carried him out.

"Mommy..." Yiran murmured to himself, even in his sleep, he would only call Mommy, what his father did was so incompetent that in his heart, a little Portions were lacking.

(End of this chapter)