Play a coquettish in the palm of the boss

Chapter 722 Scoundrel, Mummy is mine! (28)

After a while, Yan Sijue returned to the sports car, started the car and dialed Ye Xingtong's phone at the same time.

"Xingtong, don't worry, I found Xiao En."

……

Downtown, bustling streets.

Near the window of the cake shop, a child wearing a peaked cap was shaking his calves, eating an ice cream cake while carefully paying attention to his little watch.

It's been more than two hours, is it a success?

"Hmph, that villain wants to rob Mommy from me? Impossible! I won't let you succeed!"

Lorne lowered his head and took another big bite of the cake angrily.

At this time, a light and shadow slowly fell on the table, and the blurred shadow covered the light in front of Lorne.

"For this reason, you dare not hesitate to say that you were kidnapped?"

A hoarse and deep voice slowly sounded behind him.

Lorne was shocked, his eyes widened and he turned around in horror.

Yan Sijue stood against the light, his handsome face was filled with a strange gloom, the contrast between light and darkness intertwined deep in his pupils.

At that moment, uncontrollable emotions surged out, as if burning his eyes, such a deep and strong scream.

His own son, because he hated him, planned to kidnap himself?
Oh, how ridiculous and sad!
Standing in front of the cruel thing, he was as proud as Yan Sijue, but it was as if he had been punched head-on to the point of embarrassment.

"how did you find me?"

After being stunned for a moment, Lorne suddenly stood up, raised his small head and looked at him.

At this moment, the complicated look gradually froze on that pretty little face, and bit by bit, it froze into indifference.

"Xiao En, do you hate me so much?"

Yan Sijue squinted his evil eyes slightly, staring at him without blinking.

As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice became a little tense.

"Yes!"

Lorne crossed his arms and answered without thinking.

For a moment, the surrounding air froze, spreading a cold tension.

Yan Sijue was silent.

Lorne pursed his lips lightly, but suddenly glared, and asked sharply, "Bad guy, why don't you talk? Shouldn't you be very angry? Do you want to scold me? Do you want to beat me? Do you want to act like I hate you? hate me!"

If you hate me, then Mommy will definitely not accept you.

Then...he won't take Mommy away.

"Xiao En, you do so many things just to make me angry?"

Apart from pain, Yan Sijue's expression showed no trace of anger, but was a little surprised.

"Correct!"

However, Lorne suddenly raised his head and smiled contemptuously, "I want to make you angry because I want to tell you that I hate you very much, very, very much!"

Yan Sijue's eyes flickered, and for an instant, the surging pain in his chest was forcibly suppressed.

"Because you don't want to recognize me?"

"Why should I recognize you? I never admit that you are my daddy, I can't forgive you! I want to hate you, and I want Mommy to hate you! You can't take Mommy away, I I hate you so much, it's impossible for you to take away my mommy!"

Lorne clenched his little hands tightly, and his beautiful big eyes were filled with mist in an instant.

With a choked voice, she cried out a kind of helpless grievance.

Yan Sijue was startled suddenly, his pupils tightened suddenly, and his stiff body froze on the spot.

The next moment, he closed his eyes, feeling the blood in his body coagulate at this moment, and the pain in his chest, like being pierced by thousands of needles and arrows, was awakening little by little.

(End of this chapter)