Chapter 122 The Child Is Yours

  Situ Yan was sleeping in a daze, how could he see who it was when he saw someone coming?

He kept rubbing against Ye Jingsheng's body without saying a word, still chanting "Angela", and the saddest thing is, why is this guy's salty pig's hand still grabbing his chest forgetfully?

    "..."

With a dark face, Ye Jingsheng glanced at Jiangnan who had been snickering on the sofa, and his thick eyebrows were knit together again.

It's only been a few days since we haven't contacted each other, how did these two guys get reduced to this point?

 A demented smirk, a drunk crazy?
 Fortunately, Ye Jingsheng was taller than Situ Yan, so that guy didn't forcefully kiss him.

Ye Jingsheng knocked off someone's hand on his chest with one hand, and slapped it without hesitation.

Situ Yan, who was sleeping drowsily, was suddenly slapped across the face, and suddenly felt half sober from the wine!

"Hi... Brother Sheng is here?"

Situ Yan burped, and the strong and pungent smell of alcohol sprayed all over Ye Jingsheng.

    "..."

Ye Jingsheng took a deep breath, exhausted his breath, and threw Situ Yan to the ground.

Damn guy, you sprayed alcohol on me, and asked me to go back, how can I explain to the homeless?
    "what!"

Suddenly, his butt came into intimate contact with the ground. Although there was a thick carpet, the pampered Mr. Situ was still upset, and he roared in displeasure.

"Damn it, which bastard attacked me?"

    "Xiao Muqing!"

Ye Jingsheng took out a handkerchief and elegantly wiped Situ Yan's stinky clothes with a calm expression, but he cursed Situ Yan's family in his heart.

 "Xiao Muqing? That bastard, an old cow eats tender grass! Damn it, Brother Sheng, lend me your pistol, I'll shoot him!"

 Ye Jingsheng was the only gun that could be worn with him in Yecheng, except for the military officer. No matter how rich Situ Yan was, he didn't have that kind of background.

 Situ Yan swears and struggles to stand up from the ground. He is completely awake after drinking!

 There was some anger in Ye Jingsheng's dark eyes, and he glanced at him helplessly.

 Are you sure a silver fox can solve Xiao Muqing?
 He is a famous arms dealer!

    "The child in Angela's belly is yours..."

    Ye Jingsheng sat on the sofa, away from the drunk, and slowly brushed his clothes with his hands, as if there was something unclean on them.

boom--

 There was a thunder on the ground, and Situ Yan was stunned, staring at Ye Jingsheng with his big black eyes without blinking.

 "impossible!"

 He subconsciously interrupted this crazy guess, and his handsome facial features became painful.

 He wished that the child was his, but unfortunately it was impossible!
 Ye Jingsheng raised his head lazily, his clear and cold eyes swept over his almost collapsed face.

 The number one eldest son of the dignified Situ family, actually fell into such a state of desperation because of a woman, tsk tsk tsk... Should he be said to be infatuated?Or stupid?

 "You probably don't even know the woman you slept with. Angela is indeed pregnant with your child, and you had a relationship in midsummer. We have cameras, but... this kind of privacy, it's better not to make it public. "

 This is the case in midsummer. The 32-story building is naturally very difficult to manage. In addition, it is originally an entertainment place, so there must be troublemakers. Therefore, there are pinhole cameras in every room, but most of them will be destroyed on the same day.

 As for Situ Yan's romantic debt that night, it happened that someone came to make trouble that night, and the video of that night was not destroyed.

(End of this chapter)

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