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Chapter 481 Whose seed is the child?

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    "Yes!" Grandma replied hurriedly.

    Then he frowned again: "Who are you? Where is Yang Zhong? Yang Zhong, Yang Zhong!

    "Xiaobao is the child Rongrong gave birth to due to dystocia and heavy bleeding. It is Rongrong's life!"  Do you know that nothing can happen to him?  "

    "Difficult laborheavy bleeding?"

    Hearing this, Fu Sichen's legs, which had always been standing straight, staggered, and his eyes turned completely red.

    Amidst the lightning and flint, the words Song Qinrong said in his arms seemed to ring in his ears again.

    "Fu Sichen, there is one thing that I have kept from you for a long time. I'm sorry Aren't you angry This one is different"

    It turns out that¡¯s it!

    Compared to Fu Sichen, Yang Zhong was hit harder.

    In his memory, Song Qinrong was always the little girl who followed him with her head raised and called her master. Even if she later fell in love and pursued Fu Sichen, he only regarded it as a child playing house.

    How come in the blink of an eye, this little girl who was still a child actually gave birth to a baby?  !

    In order to give birth to him, it was difficult to give birth and there was heavy bleeding It makes people feel distressed to hear it.

    "Who is that scumbag who made her belly bigger?" The little old man was so angry that his veins were beating.

    "I don't know either! Rongrong refused to say anything." Grandma only thought about the safety of her child and was too impatient. "Now is not the time to pursue this matter!

    "Xiaobao is still outside, and there is no direct flight to China. He will probably take a connecting flight

    "I can't get in touch with Ah Yan. I really have no choice. Yang Chong, he is your little apprentice's biological son. Don't you love Rongrong the most?"  But we must help find him!  "

    Yang Chong was in a state of confusion. He didn't know whether his little apprentice was dead or alive, so how could he care about a three-year-old child.

    But the other party was right.

    That little bastard who doesn¡¯t make people worry is actually the little girl¡¯s biological son. If he, the master, doesn¡¯t help, how can he have the face to explain to his apprentice?

    Thinking of this, he sighed, looked in the direction of the ruins, and said in a deep voice: "Send me the photos of the children, and I will let them find them."

    Grandma hurriedly responded "Okay" and hung up the phone.

    Within a moment, she sent a photo to Yang Zhong¡¯s phone.

    "I don't know if this little brat looks like our little girl"

    Yang Zhong said as he took it out and took a look.

    The next second, his eyes widened, he suddenly pulled the phone screen closer, then raised his head and looked at Fu Sichen.

    After lowering his head and raising his head, he looked back and forth three times, then suddenly raised his hand and slapped Fu Sichen hard in the face.

    ¡°So you are that scumbag!¡±

    Fu Sichen didn¡¯t move or hide, and received this slap all the time.

    A crisp "pop" sound made the man's cold white cheek skin turn red.

    "Four Young Masters!" Chen Yan was shocked and rushed forward to stop Fu Sichen, glaring at Yang Zhong angrily, "Mr. Yang, how can you hit someone casually!"

    "Chen Yan." Fu Sichen stopped him in a hoarse voice, "Get out of the way."

    "Four Young Masters" Chen Yan was anxious.

    Chen Yan knows Fu Sichen¡¯s abilities very well.

    As long as he wants to, no one can hurt him.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Except for Old Mrs. Fu who often beat people with a cane, he has never seen anyone succeed in front of Fu Sichen.

    But this time, he didn¡¯t even try to hide, and took the initiative to accept Yang Zhong¡¯s slap.

    "Fourth Young Master, even if Mr. Yang is Miss Song's master, he can't"

    "I told you to get out of the way." Fu Sichen glanced at him coldly.

    Chen Yan gritted his teeth and had to step aside.

    Fu Sichen raised his hand, casually wiped away the blood on the corner of his mouth, walked slowly to Yang Zhong, and nodded.

    "As for the child, I have to worry about Mr. Yang."

    After saying that, he had no intention of looking at the children's photos, so he turned around and left.

    "Stop!" Yang Zhong shouted sternly.

    ??Fu Sichen stopped.

    Yang Zhong laughed angrily at his appearance: "Trouble me with the child's affairs? You really don't care about him at all!

    ¡°Fu, do you think this child is not yours, so you don¡¯t care if he runs away from home? Even if he is the little girl¡¯s child, you still"

    "Mr. Yang." Fu Sichen interrupted him calmly.

      Yang Chong looked at him coldly, and saw that the man still didn't look back, standing there, his slender and tall figure actually revealed a bit of desolation and loneliness.

    Fu Sichen lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes covering up the darkness in his eyes: "I just want to save the girl. Please forgive me for other things, I really can't be distracted."

    "Xiaobao!"

    Suddenly, a familiar clear voice came from the mobile phone, "Xiaobao, mom is here!"

    The sound of milk giggling and laughter sounded, and the little boy's voice came from the microphone, "Mom, mom, wait for me!"

    "Okay, little baby, run slowly, don't be in a hurry, mom is right here!"

    "Girlit's a girl!"

    Fu Sichen's back stiffened, and he could no longer control himself. He turned around and snatched the cell phone that Yang Chong was holding.

    On the screen, there is a video being played.

    On the endless grassland, a young woman stands on the left side of the picture, opening her arms to a boy who is as delicate as a doll on the right side.

    The little boy tried hard to open his fleshy short legs and walked for a long time, and finally got his wish and threw himself into the woman's arms.

    The mother and son hugged each other and laughed together.

    Outside the screen, grandma¡¯s voice was smiling: ¡°Rongrong, Xiaobao, come on, look here!¡±

    The mother and son then faced the camera and smiled together.

    Fu Sichen finally saw the child's face clearly.

    His fingertips trembled.

    No wonder Yang Zhong was so angry that he hit him when he saw the photo of the child.

    This kid looks exactly like Fu Sichen, no matter his eyebrows or eyes.

    Although the face looks chubby due to his young age and has not yet grown, it can be seen that he has also inherited Fu Sichen's smooth jaw and chin.

    "The shape of his lips and nose are like Song Qinrong's.

    This caused the mother and son to laugh, with the curvature of the corners of their mouths looking like copying and pasting.

    Looking at the smiling faces of the two people in the video, Fu Sichen's eyes narrowed, and his trembling fingertips covered the screen and rubbed it, reluctant to take it off.

    This silly girl this silly girl

    "Open your eyes and see clearly whose father this child is!" Yang Zhong scolded, obviously very angry.

    Unexpectedly, this pig looked silent, then turned around and scooped up his cabbage!

    He doesn¡¯t like anything about Fu Sichen now. If he didn¡¯t have a lot of things at hand, he really wants to give him a bowl of Shiquan Da Poison Soup and poison him to death!

    "Fu, you should take care of your own children! I have to save the little girl, so I don't have time to wipe your ass!" Yang Zhong said, turned around and left cursing.

    Halfway through, I thought of the pretty little boy in the video, with a smile that seemed to melt all the ice, and my heart softened again.

    Although his father is nothing, the child is not bad after all

    Thinking of this, Yang Zhong sighed resignedly, turned back, grabbed the phone, and contacted his contacts to find the child.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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