His Sunny Wife

Qin Yi has been with him for more than ten years. He knows him too well.

From one look in his eyes, he understood something.

The child is not his

But it's not the worst, because he didn't think that he would be so lucky to have children belonging to her

Now, he just hopes that what he hears is not too outrageous.

"Sorry Emperor Shao... " Qin Yi hands a document to Nangong Yaoling.

"This is the information of Xia Ruize from the US fax. According to his birthday, he is less than three years old now. In other words, this child was conceived after Miss Xia left you But it's not sure who the child belongs to. "

Nangong Yaoling stares at the information on the table. He doesn't open it, but pushes it away.

"Forget it, I'm not interested in other men's children. Go out first."

"Emperor Shao..."

"I'll let you out!" Nangong Yaoling closed his eyes and roared.

Qin Yi's eyebrows hurt slightly, so he had to step back and turn around.

"Take this away."

Qin Yi looked back and picked up the stack of materials.

Now, this information will only prick the pain of emperor and Shao

All blame him, temporarily too excited, just can say that the child is emperor little. Let the emperor and the young be happy for nothing.

Although emperor Shao didn't show how happy he was on the surface.

But he could see that emperor Shao's heart didn't know how much he was looking forward to it.

But he messed it up.

Qin Yi felt that she wanted to be killed.

Little grandma Why are you so cruel! Young master loves you so much that you are with other men as soon as you leave

In the president's office, Nangong Yaoling takes out his mobile phone and looks at a string of numbers recorded above.

In my mind, I think about her voice in the receiver.

Damn

He even fantasized that she still had his place in her heart.

How could he for such a woman

Nangong Yaoling suddenly picked up his mobile phone and fell to the ground.

In an instant, the mobile phone was smashed.

He picked up the bottle, raised his head and poured it.

******

the plane slowly slid off the runway and rushed into the blue sky.

In the cabin.

Xiao Nuan looks at the bun in her arms. The little guy is sleepy. Because I have to take a nap every day, and I didn't sleep much today. Now I've been busy for a long time, and I finally got on the plane. Now I'm sleeping in his arms.

Xiao Nuan reached out and patted him on the back.

"Son, mom will take you out of here now. When we get to another place, mom will tell you everything."

The boy's face is covered with light fluff, and his transparent skin is a bit red. When sleeping, the long eyelashes hang down, between the eyebrows, are full of lazy posture.

That way, she can't help but think of Nangong Yaoling.

She suddenly felt vaguely that her son seemed to know something. Perhaps, he has guessed that Nangong Yaoling is his father, right?

After all, these days, some of his reactions are very abnormal, as if he knew Nangong Yaoling early in the morning.

When did he find out?

Xiao Nuan shook his head. Originally, she planned to tell him when he was older. Now it seems that her son is much more sensible than she thought.

She was both pleased and distressed.

I feel tired too. I can't help closing my eyes.

******

Silver Hotel.

Under the street lights, a Maybach sports car slowly stops, and the security guards quickly welcome it and open the door.