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It turns out that Yan Mo is already married and has such a big son, and his wife is Mu Qianchen!

Then they cursed in their hearts, could the world be more fantastic? The number one young man in S City is already married, and they have no hope.

Mu Qianchen patted Chen Chen's little head calmly, and Yan Mo glared at him fiercely, and he knew that the sissy little white face was brought to him by him.

How could he have such an unfilial son?

I really want to kick him back and rebuild.

Chen Chen smiled and showed his little white teeth, "Dad is calm, calm, so many people are watching you. With your image, do you want to despise your smart and cute son in public? Do you have the heart to bear it? Are you willing to bear it? Can you do this?"

"Everyone will think that you don't love me, don't love me, don't love my mommy, don't want my mommy."

Mu Qianchen was speechless, "..."

She was unable to speak to her son.

Mr. Yan gritted his teeth and spit out four words, "Go home to settle the accounts."

Then, the Yan family's demonic smile rose on her face, held Mu Qianchen with her left hand and Chenchen with her right hand, and walked up to the small platform, "That's right, this is my woman and son."

The audience was in an uproar and immediately started to buzz.

"Is this true? It's actually true?"

"Of course it's true! Mr. Yan admitted it himself."

"Isn't this a kid's prank?"

"No, Mr. Yan admits it. Will he not recognize his son?"

"Ahhhh, it turns out to be true! It turns out to be true! How can it be true? I heard from my friend who works at Yuntian International that Yan Mo and a certain employee had an illegitimate child. I didn't believe it at that time. I was so stupid, I didn't believe it..." Ya, you recite the lines of Qiong Yao's drama, and you kept repeating it. It was Yan Mo's fanatical suitor. Ya, why didn't you hug your head and cry like a Ma Jingtao style? This is so sad and bloody.

Yan Mo pulled Mu Qianchen, held Chenchen and stood on the small platform, scanning around, with an evil smile on his lips.

"Dad, mom, are we going to make headlines tomorrow morning?" Chen Chen showed his little white teeth and raised his eyebrows, which was so bright that it was so bright.

"Maybe it might be," said Mu Qianchen.

"Nonsense, it must be the headlines." Mr. Yan spoke domineeringly.

After Yan Mo said that, he gave the host a color and announced that he could invite the female companions to dance together.

He actually didn't expect to disclose his relationship with Mu Qianchen so early. What he thought was to let her face the media after formally proposing to her, so that she could save a lot of unnecessary trouble. The media's messy reports and speculations would disturb their lives.

However, since everyone knows it now, it doesn't matter. He will protect their mother and son well.

The classic waltz dance "Blue Danube Waltz" sounded, and Yan Mo first took Mu Qianchen into the dance floor, and others also entered the dance floor.

Although everyone has a lot of doubts and curiosity about Yan Mo's woman and son, Yan Mo does not plan to continue talking, and no one will get into trouble with Yan Mo.

Waltz started, and Nanxun retreated. He was not interested in such a lively atmosphere.

When Soka saw Nanxun leave, he immediately followed him, and he didn't even hear Miranda's call.

The long corridor is full of lights and is very bright.

Nanxun walked in front, putting her hands in her pants pockets, her posture lazy and slackening.

Soka followed him, quietly following him at a distance of about six or seven meters, between about six or seven meters.

With Nanxun's skills and ears, someone followed him all the time. Of course, he knew who he was following him, the foreign man who had been staring at him just now.

He intends to ignore it.

The long corridor reflects their figures and projects on the walls.

"Ian!" Soka suddenly spoke, his voice loudly, his tail sound trembling, and echoing back and forth in the empty corridor.

Ian?

At the dance party just now, he called this name behind him and kept calling it three times. In fact, Nanxun heard Soka's voice at that time.

Nanxun's steps did not stop and continued to move forward.

But there was an idea in my mind. Could it be that his name was Ian before he lost his memory?

Could that man be someone he once knew?

Seeing that Nanxun didn't stop, Soka was very anxious and panicked, and at the same time, he was also afraid. He couldn't care about so much. He went to hell, his cultivation, demeanor, and gentlemanly style. He quickly took two steps forward and grabbed Nanxun's wrist, "Ian!"

His blue eyes were covered with a layer of mist under the light, and he grabbed Nanxun's wrist in a stubborn position, so tight.

Nanxun lowered her head and her eyes fell on the wrist that was being grabbed by Soka. Although Soka's hand was warm, he felt hot.

Following his arm, Nanxun's eyes slowly looked upwards, and he looked into his blue eyes again.

A layer of mist was filled with mist, with eyes wide open, and the pupils were dimmed to the maximum.

There are many possibilities for dilated pupils.

It will magnify when a man sees the woman he is interested in; it will magnify when a man is terrified, nervous, angry, love, and pain; it will magnify when a man sees and tastes delicious food.

Nanxun looked at Soka's eyes and thought.

Soka also looked at Nanxun's eyes, those purple eyes that were rare in time.

Then there is his beautiful facial features, which are perfect enough to surprise anyone.

Since childhood, Ian has been an exquisite and beautiful child. At that time, he always felt like he was carved from crystals.

Then, it should be like this when you grow up.

Stunning and beautiful, with a stunning face.

Two tall figures stood in the open corridor, interlaced together.

A purple eyes are clear and beautiful, and her willfulness is not like a real person.

A blue eyes are complex, gentle, elegant and perfect gentleman.

Even if Nanxun’s peerless style is so beautiful, Soka is not inferior to him.

Soka's other hand unconsciously raised it to touch Nanxun's cheek. He has liked to touch Ian's little face since he was a child. It was fair and clear, and he was even afraid that it would be crushed.

"Ba"

Nanxun slapped Soka's hand off.

He raised his hand and shook his other hand away, and said coldly, "I have no interest in you, and I am not called Ian."

The man's eyes and movements seemed to treat him as his prey. Perhaps Ian was just a name he made up.

Nanxun turned around and left, feeling an inexplicable sense of loss in his heart. He thought he had some clues about his previous memories.

But not...

"No, you are Ian." Soka grabbed Nanxun's clothes, "You are Ian, you are my younger brother Ian!"
Chapter completed!