C12 Don't Mention That Woman to Me

There was a strange look in Wai Haoran's eyes. He sat on the sofa in the living room tiredly and nodded without refuting, "He is my son."

"What?" Wai's mother was so excited that she almost fainted. She looked at Qin Yuren in disbelief again. Her eyes were as clear as ink. She had an illusion. Wai Haoran had returned to his childhood. He could not control the excitement in his heart. Wai's mother's eyes were sparkling.

Nan Yijia looked at her hand that was flung away and then looked at Wai's mother's excited expression. A chill ran through her heart. She had never been treated coldly like this before. It seemed that tonight was no longer her home ground... She quietly sat in a corner and coldly looked at everything in front of her. Qin Sese, what the hell are you?

On the spiral staircase, an old man more than half a century old was leaning on a dragon-headed crutch. He slowly walked down, "What are you arguing about? What son? " Wei Guoxiong's back bent slightly, showing a slightly aged look. However, his face was still calm and steady, and his eyes were filled with ruthlessness. He did not look old at all.

Wai's mother turned her head excitedly and said to Wei Guoxiong, "It's a grandson! Grandson! It's our grandson!" She turned around and pulled Qin Yuren to the sofa, wiping the tears from the corner of her eyes. "Oh my God, my precious grandson, tell me quickly. What's your name? "

When the usually calm Wei Guoxiong heard the news, his face was filled with wild joy. Without even looking at Nan Yijia, he walked past her and came to Qin Yuren's side, "Come, let me have a look."

Qin Yuren was delighted to win the favor of the two elders. He raised the corner of his sweet mouth and said, "Grandpa, grandma, my name is Qin Yuren!"

"Uh, oh? Qin Yuren?"

"Yuren... What a good name. Eh? Qin? "

While the two old men were feeling delighted, they couldn't help but reveal a puzzled expression. At the same time, this question pointed to Wai Haoran.

Wai Haoran narrowed his eyes, and a trace of danger could be seen in his eyes. There was a clear sign of annoyance between his brows. "He is... Qin Sese and I's child." Damn that Qin Sese! Not only did she drug him six years ago! She even stole his seed! Now that she suddenly got a son back, there was no way she could hide what happened six years ago! He had yet to find her and settle the score with her, but she actually... died? Thinking of this, Wai Haoran touched the cigar beside his hand.

"Sese?"

"Qin Sese!" The two elders could not help but look surprised.

Wai's mother widened her eyes and said in disbelief, "Isn't that the daughter of our neighbor, Old Qin, at the resort?" She covered her mouth in shock, "Oh my God, son, you have an affair with her?"

Wei Guoxiong also frowned slightly and said with suspicion, "Haoran, don't you hate that little girl?"

"You hate her and even eat her up?" Wai's mother started to speak incoherently, but when she saw Qin Yuren, she kissed his pink cheeks hard. "But you ate well! You ate well! If I don't eat, why would I have a baby grandson!" Wai's mother could not hide her surprise. Under the sunlight, it was warm and pleasant.

Wei Guoxiong sighed on the side, "At that time, your mother thought that there was something wrong with your orientation. It turns out that you even made a child."

"Dad! Mom!" Wai Haoran finally could not stand it anymore and roared, "There is nothing wrong with my orientation! As for this son..." Wai Haoran scratched his head in annoyance. "Do as you see fit."

After saying that, Wai Haoran walked upstairs to the bedroom without looking back. Damn it! He had been looking for Qin Sese for six years, but he still could not find her! Now, he didn't even need to look for her anymore. She directly gave him a son as a big present! But damn it! Was that woman as stubborn as Little Qiang really dead...

"What should we do? We'll do as we see fit! We just like to do as we see fit..." Wai's mother enthusiastically touched Qin Yuren's little face, "Aiyo, my good grandson! All these years, I have been looking forward to my grandson looking forward to him. You are really a gift that fell from the sky!"

Wei Guoxiong could not help but let out a long sigh, "Looks like our Wai's consortium has hope..." He was once worried about Wai Haoran's relationship problem. All these years, he did not have a single woman. In the end, he also accepted Nan Yijia in the business marriage. But he had always suspected that the two of them did not have that kind of relationship, which was also the reason. Every time Nan Yijia came, she would intentionally or unintentionally tell Wai's mother about their progress in that area.

But no matter how much he suspected before, now that Qin Yuren, a living and cute grandson, was in front of him, his heart could be considered to have been completely at ease!

"Butler Mu, contact the Aristocrat Academy immediately! Find a new driver and bring me my card!" Wei Guoxiong could not hide the joy on his thick face.

Nan Yijia looked at the harmonious scene in front of her. She looked up at the staircase where Wai Haoran had disappeared and quietly walked to the second floor.

Wai Haoran's bedroom was spacious and bright. The cabinet combined with the hidden design of the wall was simple and smooth. It had a large floor-to-ceiling view that allowed the sunlight to flow naturally.

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his back facing the pool of lotus flowers blooming. That pure white light shook his deep eyes.

"What are you thinking about?" Nan Yijia gently opened the door and slowly came to Wai Haoran's side. She hugged his warm waist from behind and whispered softly.

Wai Haoran's mind moved. He took a deep breath and took another deep breath of the cigar.

A trace of pain flashed in Nan Yijia's eyes. She took the cigar from Wai Haoran's hand and put it out. She suppressed her trembling voice and said, "Haoran... Who is Qin Sese?"

"Don't mention that woman to me!" Wai Haoran turned around and shouted fiercely and fiercely.

"Haoran..." Nan Yijia's face quickly lit up with a touch of grievance. Sparkling tears welled up in her eyes.