Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Leng Youchen's Phoenix eyes were frozen. Looking at the child's longing, he was noncommittal, because he just wanted to determine whether what Wei Chenchen said was true. "Turn on the TV and show me who your mommy is."

Wei Chenchen smelled the speech and thought he acquiesced. He said, "uncle, I didn't say you. Your first love is really ugly. It's not as beautiful as my mommy's finger. When you see my mommy, you know I didn't lie to you."

In the eyes of every child, Mommy is the most beautiful person.

Leng Youchen put his hands in his suit pocket, saw Wei chenshen's skilled operation of the remote control board, pressed it to playback, and then began to fast forward. After fast forward for more than ten minutes, he stopped.

The television broadcast was a large-scale demonstration and protest in London a few days ago. Everyone was angry and pulled a banner to let Wei Anning get out of London and Britain. There were even photos of Wei Anning on it.

Leng Youchen frowned. He knew that the situation in London was very serious, so Wei Anning said to go back to the Duke's house, and he agreed.

Because in London, although the Stewart family has begun to decline, it is still a sacred royal family. Ordinary people dare not provoke the Duke's house, and the other two princes will not openly offend the Duke's house.

So it's safest to let her go back to the Duke's house.

He stared at the parade pictures and the distorted faces. Even though he had spent a lot of contacts, financial and material resources to suppress the news, he was still worried about the reactions of these people.

"Is your mommy in the parade?" Leng Youchen heard him ask Wei chenshen.

Wei Chenchen ran to the TV, pointed to Wei Anning's picture and proudly told Leng Youchen, "uncle, this is my mommy."

Leng Youchen's pupils contracted, "what did you say?"

Wei said firmly to Leng Youchen in a heavy tone: "uncle, this is my mommy. Isn't she very beautiful? She's more beautiful than your first love."

His voice was far away. Leng Youchen stared at Wei chenshen with his mouth open and closed. He asked again, "what are you talking about?"

Wei Chenchen felt that his uncle had become a repeater and could only say these four words. He pointed to the TV screen and said loudly, "uncle, she is my mommy."

Leng Youchen's mind was blank. Feng's eyes stared at Wei chenshen like an eagle. No wonder he felt familiar when he saw him for the first time. No wonder he had an inexplicable sense of closeness to him. No wonder Lu Feng would say that he was his illegitimate son.

It turned out that he was Wei Anning's son. He was his illegitimate son!

This conclusion came suddenly, like a huge wave overturning a boat, which made him feel scattered, surprised, ecstatic and angry. The irresponsible woman casually threw her son to him without even an explanation.

Remembering that they had been together these days, she didn't even ask.

Oh!

She was really relieved. Wasn't she afraid that he would drive the child out and let him live alone in the streets?

Wei chenshen's voice became smaller and smaller, because he saw his uncle's murderous face. He couldn't help being afraid. Would he kill him?

Leng Youchen stared at the little face in front of him. If he just looked familiar before, now he almost feels that he is his replica. Why didn't he think about it before? The dead ghost father in his mouth is him?

When Wei chenshen became more and more uneasy and was scared to open his mouth and was about to cry, Leng Youchen suddenly walked up to him and bent down to hold him tightly.