Fresh and tender little Tianhou: Uncle, hold me tight!

Chapter 509 The child unfortunately miscarried...

Leng Yuanshan's anger still hasn't been extinguished: "If she says it's yours, you will believe it. Have you done a paternity test?"

"The child unfortunately miscarried..."

"Moran, you are so smart and confused for a while, Xia Hanyan is simply lying to you, the child is definitely not yours."

"Dad, I trust Han Yan."

"Why did I give birth to such a stupid son like you? Do you want me to sever ties with you?"

Leng Yuanshan is a person who cares about face, but Leng accidentally let him lose face this time, he was so angry that he didn't want to recognize his son anymore.

"Dad, calm down, I'll take Han Yan home for dinner another day, so you can get to know her again."

"Don't bring it back, I don't want to know her again, I don't even want to know you!"

Leng Yuanshan hung up the phone angrily, not giving Leng Muran a chance to explain.

Leng Moran put down the phone helplessly. Once a deep-rooted concept is formed, it is difficult to change.

He looked up and saw Xia Hanyan standing not far away looking at him.

She heard what he said just now.

She could also guess what Leng Yuanshan said on the other end of the phone.

Xia Hanyan turned her head and walked into the bedroom, sat in front of the dressing table, picked up a comb to comb her hair.

Leng Moran quietly stood behind her, and took the mane comb from her hand.

He gently combed Xia Hanyan's hair, brushing her soft long hair thoroughly.

Through the smooth mirror, Xia Hanyan could clearly see Leng Muran's face.

Even the gentle look on his face, she could see clearly.

Xia Hanyan laughed mockingly. If he had chased her after the blind date, the two of them would not have become like this.

She would not do so many despicable things just to tarnish her reputation.

After combing Xia Hanyan's hair, Leng Moran said, "I'll take you out for dinner, and I'm going to work in the afternoon."

Xia Hanyan didn't say a word, since he had made arrangements, what else could she say.

Leng Muran prepared a wheelchair for Xia Hanyan, and she sat on the wheelchair and pushed out the door.

The place to eat is very close, just a few minutes walk.

It is Xia Hanyan's favorite hot pot.

In neither hot nor cold weather, eating hot pot is the most comfortable, but Xia Hanyan couldn't be happy.

Leng Muran ordered Xia Hanyan's favorite dish.

While eating hot pot, neither of them spoke. After eating, Leng Moran sent Xia Hanyan home, and then went to the company.

As soon as he arrived at the company, Leng Muran was blocked by Zhou Jingyu who had been waiting for a long time.

"Where did you hide Yanyan?"

Leng Muran glanced at Zhou Jingyu indifferently: "She and I are going to get married, and everything about her in the future has nothing to do with you."

"I forbid, I forbid you to marry Yanyan!"

Zhou Jingyu jumped in anger.

He had been secretly in love with Xia Hanyan for so many years, and he always felt that he was not good enough for her, so he dared not confess.

Now that she has severed ties with her family and is alone, he thought it was God's mercy that gave him a chance to be close to Xia Hanyan.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Yaojin appeared on the way, ruining his good deeds.

"You're not allowed?" Leng Moran sneered disdainfully: "What qualifications do you have to not be allowed, I'm betrothed to her!"

Even if Zhou Jingyu had a relationship with Xia Hanyan, he was not qualified to stop him from marrying Xia Hanyan.

Zhou Jingyu glared coldly and silently: "Yanyan doesn't want to marry you at all, the person she loves is me."

"She loves you now, but it doesn't mean she will love you in the future." Leng Moran said confidently: "She will fall in love with me sooner or later."

The two were so harmonious on the bed, he could even clearly feel her desire for him.

Last night was the best proof!

(End of this chapter)