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Chapter 1258 I am your daddy

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    Gong Mohan glanced at him. The child looked very similar to his mother, but there was a hint of his elder brother in his eyebrows.

    Especially a small red mole under the eyebrow.

    Fang Chenchen was not afraid on the surface, but actually he was panicking inside. Why did this uncle keep staring at him?

    Are you going to hit him?

    "This uncle is tall and big. He can't beat him. What should I do?"

    You can¡¯t just watch mommy being bullied, right?

    As he was thinking about it, he saw the tall uncle squatting down.

    He immediately became alert and put on a defensive posture.

    But why didn¡¯t this uncle take action and instead showed a gentle smile?

    It must be a sugar-coated bomb, he won¡¯t be fooled!

    He was like a high-spirited little rooster, staring closely at Gong Mohan, really afraid that he would suddenly take action.

    But the next moment, he was picked up in the air.

    He was a little stunned by the enlarged handsome face of his uncle in front of him.

    When Fang Qingyan saw this, she immediately became anxious: "Gong Mohan, let go of my son, what on earth do you want to do!"

    She subconsciously went to snatch the child.

    Gong Mohan dodged sideways easily.

    "Cheng Xuexin, some things will not exist unless you admit it."

    After saying these words, Gong Mohan planned to leave with Fang Chenchen.

    "Stop, put down my child!" Fang Qingyan was so anxious that she almost cried:

    "I told you, he has nothing to do with you!"

    "I will put the evidence in front of you."

    Fang Chenchen reacted at this time and began to struggle hard.

    "You bad guy, don't hurt my mommy, let me go"

    Even though Chenchen was young, he still had some strength. Now that he was struggling so hard, Gong Mohan almost couldn't hold him anymore.

    "Snapped!"

    Gong Mohan raised his hand and patted his butt politely.

    The sound is loud, but it doesn¡¯t actually hurt.

    Fang Chenchen suddenly stopped moving. His big black and white eyes were filled with tears. He looked at Gong Mohan with an aggrieved look and was extremely scared.

    Gong Mohan secretly regretted it, but still said with a straight face: "You can't call me a bad guy."

    When Fang Qingyan saw that he actually attacked her son, she felt heartbroken and raised her hand to grab it again.

    But Gong Mohan¡¯s next words stunned her!

    "Maybe I'm your daddy."

    Gong Mohan looked at the child in his arms and felt a little distressed. He must not know who his biological father was.

    "Are you my daddy?" Fang Chenchen's grievance disappeared instantly and she stared at him with wide eyes.

    Gong Mohan was struck by his cute eyes: "You can ask your mommy."

    In fact, he was just doubtful.

    "Mommy, is he my daddy?" Fang Chenchen's questioning eyes immediately turned to Fang Qingyan.

    Fang Qingyan¡¯s lungs were about to burst with anger, Gong Mohan was so shameless and talked nonsense.

    "How is it possible? He is a bad uncle who lied to you. Come to Mommy in the morning." Fang Qingyan coaxed her son over first.

    Gong Mohan was about to speak when Li Bing suddenly came over and whispered in his ear.

    He suddenly looked surprised and looked at the child in his arms.

    Fang Chenchen felt a little uncomfortable. Why are you always looking at him like this?  It made him not want to stay in this warm embrace.

    Just when he was about to run to mommy, Gong Mohan suddenly spoke.

    "Are you hacker Xuanyuan?"

    Fang Chenchen turned his head with a guilty conscience: "What a hacker, what Xuanyuan, I don't understand"

    He kicked his calves straight, leaving two small footprints on Gong Mohan's new clothes.

    The atmosphere was a bit frozen, and Gong Mohan's expression didn't look so good. He looked better just now.

    Fang Qingyan quickly hugged her son and dodged back: "As an adult, you shouldn't be as knowledgeable as a child, right?"

    Is he so narrow-minded?  Gong Mohan glanced dissatisfied at Fang Qingyan, who was full of vigilance.

    This woman is so vicious and cunning that she is still acting like a loving mother here. It is simply a joke.

    The atmosphere became more tense and almost on the verge of breaking out.

    Of course Fang Chenchen couldn¡¯t watch his mother being bullied. He put his arm around Fang Qingyan¡¯s neck and said,Pointing at Gong Mohan:

    "You are a bad guy, and you are a big bad guy if you bully my mommy!"

    From just now to now, this uncle has been very cruel to mommy. He must be a bad guy.

    Gong Mohan's heart moved. Although this child is small, his protective face and frowning brows are exactly like his brother.

    Could it be that

    Thinking of this, he changed his face to a gentle one: "Kid, tell your uncle how old you are?"

    "Don't come here anymore, bad people are like you, I don't want to deal with you." Fang Chenchen made a face at him.

    Fang Qingyan couldn't help laughing.

    Gong Mohan's expression could no longer be gentle.

    He felt that the image he had just now was close to that of a loving father, but this little guy couldn't maintain it with just one sentence, and was even laughed at by this woman.

    But for some reason, he wasn't angry. Something warm seemed to be slowly growing in his heart.

    He stepped forward and held the little guy's hand, and couldn't help but frown: "Why are your hands so cold?"

    As if to match Gong Mohan's words, Fang Chenchen sneezed.

    "Chenchen, are you wearing too few clothes?" Fang Qingyan suddenly became worried.

    It¡¯s all her fault that this man was arguing with her. She didn¡¯t notice that the child was wearing too little clothes just now.

    She felt heartbroken immediately.

    Fang Chenchen does feel a little cold, but he is a little man, how can he make his mother worry?

    He immediately hugged Fang Qingyan¡¯s neck tightly with both hands and buried his head on her shoulder.

    ¡°With mommy holding me tightly, I¡¯m not cold at all.¡± He said and rubbed his nose:

    "Just now, someone must have said bad things about me behind my back."

    Fang Qingyan felt even more guilty. Her son was so sensible to even say such comforting words to her.

    But judging from his coquettish look, he must have lost again on the computer, so he was acting like a child.

    It was at this time that Chenchen became childish.

    I¡¯m not around today, so I don¡¯t know what the situation is.

    I just remember that when I was abroad, Chenchen was always excited to compete with the master. In fact, it was a competition, which meant that he would die.

    She still remembers that when he lost the first round, he cried so sadly because he was defeated by that great god.

    Fang Qingyan was so anxious that she comforted him for a long time before she calmed down.

    She thought that the little guy would never dare to look for that great master again, but she didn¡¯t expect that he became more and more frustrated and stayed in front of the computer whenever he had time.

    She looked at the little guy's squirming look and joked: "It's okay, it's not the first time you've lost to Yang anyway."

    "Mommy!" Fang Chenchen stopped immediately: "Who told you to talk about me like this! You are bad! You are as bad as the bad uncle!"

    He immediately started to accuse Fang Qingyan of being bad after just staying with the bad uncle. Didn't he always call him "little baby" before?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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