Marriage status: Ex-husband, please respect yourself

Chapter 615 Which bastard

Shan Rao and Song Ran left early, and the aftermath of the hospital was handed over to Yan Hao.

That night, Shan Rao was working overtime at the company. When Yan Hao came back from shopping and pushed the lunch box in front of him, he had a weird smile on his face.

"Master, there is something..."

He rubbed his palms, carefully observing his young master's face.

When Shan Rao heard the words, he took advantage of the gap between typing on the computer keyboard to look up, then curled his lips and joked, "Why, you were harassed by the new legal girl again?"

"No, young master..." Facing the ridicule, Yan Hao did not defend himself like before. He stared and thought for a while, then turned his head cautiously, and closed the door of the office.

When standing by the door, he glanced in the direction of the desk with a heavy face, showing a bit of hesitation.

Sensing that something was wrong with the atmosphere, Shan Rao also restrained the smile on his face, closed the computer and looked up, "What's the matter? Tell me."

Yan Hao coughed twice, then walked to the table again, "About Miss Song, you asked me to go to the hospital to explain to the doctor about the follow-up confidentiality work, but the doctor said, he said..."

"What did he say?" Shan Rao almost exhausted all his patience when he saw a big man so hesitant, "Say it!"

"The doctor said that there is nothing wrong with the test report. The test results prove that Ms. Song's child is really not related to Mr. Yun Teng Shang, that is to say..."

As he spoke, he took out the appraisal report from his pocket, flattened it and pushed it in front of the man, "That is to say, the child's father is someone else."

Yan Hao saw that his young master's face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Shan Rao reached out, picked up the document, and turned directly to the final appraisal result. His emotions were turbulent and complicated, and he couldn't tell the truth for a while.

In the end, he put down the document again, and said in a calm tone, "The child is a surrogate, and it's not surprising that the father is someone else."

"That's true. From this point of view, Ms. Song may have long wanted to divorce Mr. Shang, so she didn't think about leaving his offspring, but..." Yan Haoying nodded in agreement, and then paused, "But, Miss Song has always been cautious in doing things, aren't you curious about who the father of this child is?"

"What are you curious about?" The man raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the words, showing disdain on his face, "No matter who the child belongs to, it can't change my feelings for her. Whether the child belongs to Shang Rui or another man, it doesn't matter whether the child belongs to another man or not. Does it make a difference to me?"

"Tell me, is there a difference?" He raised his voice again, and repeated the sentence. To Yan Hao's ears, he always felt a bit sad in the words.

He said there was no difference, but he didn't know why, the more he went on, the more intense the flames gathered in the man's eyes, he picked up the document again, and slammed it at the other's feet, "I thought what was going on?" , He hesitated for a long time, and you told me these useless things?"

"No, young master..." Yan Hao was extremely aggrieved, and he put his hand on the pestle, trying to comfort his young master, "I mean, we can investigate secretly to find out who the father of the child is. Only by knowing ourselves and the enemy can we be victorious in all battles, right? If the other party also loves Ms. Song, we can predict our competitors in advance."

"Okay, just shut up." Shan Rao raised his hand, showing impatience on his face, "Shi Ran said, the best way to win a woman is to be sincere, otherwise how could that piece of wood from Shan Yuan Overcoming difficulties? You are a person who hasn’t even had a first love yet. I won’t listen to you. Get out of here..."

After he finished speaking, the raised hand pointed out the door, "Get out, don't give me bad advice, I won't investigate my woman behind the scenes."

The man's tone was firm, and Yan Hao secretly sneered at that righteous and lingering look, and muttered disdainfully: "I haven't held hands much, how come I became your woman..."

"What did you say?"

Shan Rao didn't hear what he was talking about, but instinctively realized that it must be something bad, just as he patted the table and wanted to get angry, the mobile phone that was put aside rang.

Looking down, the anger around her body was instantly extinguished, and then the whole person became softer. Before answering, she cleared her throat twice, "Well, Miss Song, what's the matter?"

Yan Hao curled his lips, feeling sorry and helpless for his young master's depravity, then shook his head and left after the other party waved his hand.

"Report?" After hearing what the woman on the other side said, he couldn't help but look up at the appraisal report that he had just thrown on the ground with his own hands, "Where are you?"

Before the other party gave a response, he had already pushed away the chair and got up, grabbed the coat and held it in his hand, picked up the documents on the floor, and walked out the door.

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Two 10 minutes later the airport lobby.

The man trotted all the way after entering the gate, and stopped in front of the woman half panting.

Song Ran was slightly surprised, and reached out to take the document he handed over, "You can send someone to deliver it, you don't need to go there yourself."

Beads of sweat were dripping from the man's forehead. After trying to calm down his breathing, he curled his lips into a smile, "I will definitely take care of Miss Song's affairs myself."

As he said, he couldn't help but frowned again, "Isn't everyone booked a hotel, why don't you rest for one night and leave tomorrow morning?"

"No need." The woman buried her head and stuffed the documents into her bag, "I have something to deal with when I go back."

At this time, the radio in the airport hall began to broadcast the boarding information from Shanghai to Kyoto. Before Song Ran followed the flow of people to the boarding gate, she raised her eyes and smiled gently, "Thank you for today's matter, Mr. Shan."

After finishing speaking, he slightly nodded, put the bag on his shoulder, and headed towards the entrance.

The man chased after him, and smiled uncomfortably: "Actually, I didn't help much today."

Shan Rao's words were cryptic, but Song Ran understood right away. She stopped and exchanged glances with him.

He seemed to hesitate for a while, but finally chose to be honest, "I think you should have learned from the doctor about the authenticity of this report."

The man froze for a moment, then lowered his eyelids, put one hand in his pocket as if hiding his uneasiness, shrugged slightly, and admitted, "Yes."

"In this case, I don't want to say more." The emotion in Song Ran's eyes was always calm, and she lost the usual hostility. She pursed her lips, "There is a personal grievance between me and Shang Rui that has passed. It is an obligation to report to you, but since you know it, you know it."

She had a calm attitude, and after she finished speaking, she was silent for a moment before speaking again: "Regarding the cooperation between the two companies, you should think about it carefully and give me an answer as soon as possible."

"Don't think about it." With a tall and straight figure, he looked down at the cold and indifferent expression on the woman's face, and immediately responded: "If you say cooperate, cooperate, I have no objection."

Afterwards, watching the figure that gradually drifted away after blending into the crowd, the man's deep heart seemed to be thrown into a stone, causing little ripples.

He can't miss this woman.

Just like what Shan Yuan said back then, "I want to share everything about her, I want to protect her, I can't wait, I want to turn her into Mrs. Shan."

Therefore, any potential hidden dangers must be eradicated one by one.

No one in this world can compete with him for Miss Song.

So before leaving the airport, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, dialed the number and went out.

As soon as he was connected, he asked very seriously: "No matter what method you use, I want to know which bastard the child's father is!"

(End of this chapter)