Warm love of substitute marriage

"Excuse me, is this Hong Song's home?" Xu tezhu shouted through the door, standing outside the dilapidated yard.

Hearing the sound, Wang Ping went to open the door. When she saw two handsome men standing outside the door, especially the one standing in the back, it was like a figure coming out of TV.

After staying in the village for so many years, Wang Ping saw such a beautiful person for the first time. She blushed and stared at the ground.

"What can I do for you, Hong Song..."

When she opened the door, she was more aware of the oppression brought by the other party.

Xu tezhu looked at Han Yan and nodded, "president, here we are."

The man came forward and looked cold for a few minutes. He swept the peasant woman in front of him: "where's Hong Song?"

The peasant woman wondered, did Hong Song borrow other people's money? But it's not like that. These two people don't look like they're asking for debt.

Until the man in front of her said the purpose of the trip.

"Do you have a child in your family? I bought it recently. This gentleman is the biological father of the child. Please call the child out and the money can be discussed."

Hearing the speech, Wang Ping suddenly stared. The child's biological father

When you think about it carefully, the child is still very similar to the indifferent man.

But didn't the mother say that the child was bought from a village next door? How could

The noise outside attracted the attention of the people in the house. Hong Song opened the door and came out with his mother.

Wang Ping hurriedly ran over and said the purpose of their coming.

Hong song was surprised at first, and then his eyes were filled with greed.

The child had such a history. When he developed and had money, he wanted several sons to buy it.

"I've spent a lot of time on that child. I'll have to say 100000 at least. Otherwise, you can't take the child away."

Hong Song's mother grabbed her son and whispered, "you're crazy. I managed to get my son. You sent it back. What do you do?"

Hong Song pushed away his mother with disdain: "the child is not mine. What's the use of buying it? If you want to blame her, you can only blame her poor stomach! Oh, when I have money, wouldn't it be better to find a wife again? It won't be a problem to want several sons at that time."

Wang Ping stood by honestly, her eyes full of anger. When she was examined in the hospital, the doctor said she didn't have any problems. She asked Hong Song to examine, but he didn't want to live or die.

Oh, who has the problem!

Xu tezhu looked at Han Yan. He took out a bank card and handed it to Hong Song. He said coldly, "this card has 100000. The password is the last six digits of the card number. Where's the child?"

When he got the money, Hong Song couldn't put it down and urged Wang Ping to take the child out quickly.

Wang Ping bowed her head and went to the bedroom to bring the child. She stood in front of Han Yan and dared not approach him. The sense of oppression brought by him was too strong.

Seeing his son wrapped in an old flower quilt, Han Yan's eyes were cold and took his son carefully.

However, the child has been sleeping and did not cry because of his actions.

At the same time, the child's face turned red, which was very wrong.

He raised his hand and covered the child's forehead. The hot touch came, and the man's eyes suddenly cooled down.

The child has a fever.

He looked at Wang Ping coldly: "when did the child start to have a fever?"

Wang Ping smelled the speech and said, "last night, I fed him antipyretic medicine, but he hasn't been well."

In fact, she lied. She didn't give medicine. She wanted the child to die quickly.

Now that the child can finally go, let alone how happy she is.

Han Yan strides away with the child in his arms. He must leave here immediately with the child.

Xu tezhu immediately caught up.

"Darling, this is 100000 yuan. Tonight I'm going to the bank in the town to withdraw the money and go well."

It takes at least two hours' drive to the nearest hospital in the county.

Han Yan took out his mobile phone, saw more than a dozen missed calls and more than a dozen unread messages, looked at his son in his arms, took a picture, and then sent it to Tan Ming.

Later, Tan Ming asked nervously, "your son has a serious fever. Hurry to the hospital for treatment, but you can't delay his condition."

The treatment level of the county hospital was limited. When the doctors and nurses saw Han Yan coming to see a doctor with his child, they were stunned by his appearance and temperament.

Finally, the hospital regretfully told Han Yan: "sorry, you need to go to the city. Our hospital has limited capacity. The child has been ill for a few days at least. The delay is too long, and there is nothing we can do."

Han Yan's eyes darkened.

The peasant woman said she was ill last night. She was lying.

Seeing his son so tortured, Han Yan's heart was like a piece of meat cut. He was out of breath in pain.

On the other side, Tan Ming was blocked by Li Xiaoxiao in the company.

Tan Mingshan said, "Miss Li, what can I do for you?"

In the hall, Li Xiaoxiao's eyes were dim, grabbed each other's arms and said anxiously: "tell me, where is Han Yan? I'm going to find my son!"

Tan Ming pursed his lips. If he told her the truth, he didn't know what would happen. He'd better wait for Han Yan to come back and explain to her in person.

"Don't worry, your son is safe now. I believe you will see your son in a short time."

Li Xiaoxiao's eyes were slightly red: "ah Yan contacted you, right? Why did I send countless text messages and make countless calls? He just ignored me. Why... I don't want him to bear all this alone. When are you going to hide it from me!"

They are husband and wife. Why does he just refuse to let her face it with him.

Tan Ming feels bad to see her like this, but he really can't tell Han Yan's whereabouts.

Tan Ming left under the escort of his assistant.

This is a day.

Li Xiaoxiao, who is at home, sits and stands uneasy.

Finally, on this day, the sunset, came the news of Han Yan.

Mu Jiancheng hurried home: "come on, Xiao Xiao, go to the hospital with me. Han Han is in the hospital now!"

Li Xiaoxiao didn't even change his shoes. He went out in slippers.

The Mu family went to the hospital.

In the children's ward, she found Hanhan's room. After pushing the door in, she saw Hanhan lying on the hospital bed.

The nurse hung water on one side and saw Li Xiaoxiao and his party: "the child has been out of danger. Please rest assured."

"Han Han." Li Xiaoxiao walked hard to the hospital bed and saw drops hanging on the little man's head. His distressed heart was dripping blood.

"Where's the banquet?" she looked back at her uncle and asked.

Mu Jiancheng also looked inexplicably: "yes, where is he? Let the assistant inform me to come to the hospital, but why did he disappear? His son is here, and he doesn't even want to see it?"

Li Xiaoxiao sipped his lips and said, "forget it, as long as his son comes back, it's good to come back."

Perhaps, ah Yan has other things to deal with. It's inconvenient to stay in the hospital.