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"..." "What?!"

Mu Qinghuan could not believe what she had just heard. She quickly put down the work in her hands, picked up her bag and ran out.

Hsing's biological father?

Ji Chenyuan...

Mu Qinghuan was not a stranger to this name. The other party was a renowned entrepreneur in China. He was young, single, and as rich as a nation.

How could such a character be Hsing's father?

Why would the other party come knocking on his door?

Mu Qinghuan was furious and anxious at the same time. She didn't even have time to think about it as she rushed home like a madman.

These two days back home, she felt like she was going crazy. Yesterday, little kid scared her to death by running around by himself. Today, a man who claimed to be little kid's father came to steal her son.

Mu Qinghuan tensed up. She got out of the car and sprinted back home at the speed of a hundred meters.

"Mu Hanhsing!"

As soon as she entered, Mu Qinghuan saw Mu Hanhsing in the living room, leaning against a man's chest, watching cartoons.

Hearing the voice, the two of them raised their heads and looked over.

Looking at the two big and small faces that looked almost identical, Mu Qinghuan was stunned on the spot as if struck by lightning. Her anger was nowhere to be seen.

With his sharp features and sharp blade-like features, he was flawless, especially with his extraordinary aura. Even though he was deliberately suppressing it, it was impossible for others to ignore him.

Mu Qinghuan's heart couldn't help but tighten when she saw the sinister and sharp look in her dark eyes. Even her spine had stiffened a bit.

It was impossible for her to recognize such an unfathomable and handsome man.

This was the man that had shared the same bed with her in the same room last night!

At that time, she was too nervous to think too much about it. Now, looking at the faces of the man and his son, Mu Qinghuan was astonished.

He looks so much like his son!

Ji Chenyuan was also looking at Mu Qinghuan.

Although he did not have a good impression of this woman, who seemed to be very scheming and had a messy relationship with men, he had to admit that she was a natural beauty.

It was obvious that this simple and capable professional attire was nothing special. However, when it was worn on her body, it made people unable to shift their gaze away.

"Boss Mu!" The two adults were sizing each other up. However, little kid's eyes lit up when he saw Mu Qinghuan. He quickly stood up from Ji Chenyuan's embrace and rushed towards Mu Qinghuan. "Boss Mu, you're finally back. Daddy is here for us!"

little kid played with the machine a little bit more carefully.

He purposely said "we" to give Mu Qinghuan a good impression of Ji Chenyuan.

Mu Qinghuan was awakened by her son's voice. She stared at Ji Chenyuan, who was sitting on the sofa, with a resentful expression, "Why are you at my house? You are trespassing! And you even tried to kidnap my son! "

Yesterday, she broke into his room for her son. Today, it was him who broke into her house for her son!

Lili didn't know if it was a bad luck or not.

"No!" "Boss Mu, he really is daddy's man!" little kid saw that Mu Qinghuan had misunderstood him and was even showing a face full of wariness and hostility towards Ji Chenyuan. He immediately became anxious in his heart.

He quickly turned around to look at Ji Chenyuan, "Daddy, quickly explain it to Mommy!"

Ji Chenyuan saw his son being so anxious, the original plan to directly snatch his son was temporarily put on hold.

Seeing his son like this, forcefully separating from his mother would only worsen their relationship.

This was not what Ji Chenyuan wanted to see.

"He is my son, the son you and I gave birth to four years ago." Ji Chenyuan tapped the piece of DNA on the table and said calmly.

"Impossible …!" Mu Qinghuan retorted subconsciously.

However, he was both shocked and worried.

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