Zhan Shaohui was choked when he heard this. After a while, he said angrily: "After talking, you just don't want to tell me who that man is, right? Wait and see, I will let you say it on your own!"

Ning Xi cut off the phone angrily, and for a moment he suddenly realized.

This number was actually used by Zhan Shaohui four years ago.

When she was determined to break the gap with the past, she deleted all these numbers.

But when the number fell back into her eyes, she realized that some things were not something that could be forgotten, just like the blood relationship between baby and Zhan Shaohui.

If Zhan Shaohui is really angry, he is determined to compete with her for the custody of the baby...

With her current status, she will definitely not be able to compete with the wealthy Zhan Shaohui.

Be more careful in the future and avoid this trouble.

...

War mansion, in the huge study room.

After Zhan Chenye was brought back, Zhan Hanjue punished him to stand in a military position for an hour.

Standing in a military posture is easy to say, but it is actually very difficult.

But the small person stood motionless in the corner of the wall, about half a meter away from the wall, with his small face tense and serious smile, his head slightly lowered, and his hands pressed against the seams of his pants, which is the standard way to stand.

But his little arms and legs were trembling faintly, which proved that he was suffering at this moment...

Zhan Hanjue told him that he would be willing to admit his mistake and promise that he would not make any more money in the future.

But Zhan Chenye didn't say a word and survived this difficult hour.

Everything was because he was greedy for Ning Xi's warmth and exchanged identities with Ning Baby, so he was willing to be punished. This was what Zhan Hanjue taught him since he was a child, and people should be responsible.

San Boke felt very distressed, and stood in the corridor, walking back and forth.

But both the father and son were very stubborn, and he didn't dare to persuade him, so he had to count the time over and over again, wishing an hour passed quickly.

Finally, it was the last minute...

Sang Bo hurried to the study and reminded him surprise: "Young Master, the time is up."

He wanted to pick up Xiao Yeye, but Xiao Yeye pushed him away.

The little guy's face was pale and his lips were slightly pursed. Even though his legs were almost unable to bend, they were still straight.

He looked at Zhan Hanjue at the desk opposite him.

The man was processing the documents and didn't even give him a redundant look.

Zhan Chenye walked up to him, raised his little face, and emphasized extremely seriously: "Father, you promised me that I would give the villa designer to Aunt Ningxi."

Aunt Ningxi?

Haven't you even seen each other?

He screamed so intimately at once?

Zhan Hanjue's narrow eyes were slightly, and Yun Danfeng said in a gentle tone: "She was in poor health and had taken sick leave and was unable to do this project."

Zhan Chenye heard that Zhan Hanjue was deliberately lying to him, and then stubbornly repeated: "You promised me!"

"Brother Sang, take the young master to eat something." Zhan Hanjue moved away from the topic and glanced at Bother Sang indifferently.

Sanber immediately received the order.

"yes."

Sanbo wanted to take the little guy to the restaurant downstairs.

Zhan Chenye ran into the bedroom.

With a slam, the door was slammed, and he locked himself in the room, not talking to Sanbert or eating, and Sanbert was in a dilemma.

It is very terrible for the young master to be stubborn!

He suddenly missed the young master who dared to fight Jue Shao in person two days ago. At least he wouldn't be so silent, so silent... it made him feel distressed.

Three hours, six hours...

Twelve hours have passed.

The next day at lunch, Zhan Hanjue sat in the restaurant for a meal. The long wooden dining table was covered with light-colored tablecloths, and there were more than twenty dishes on it.

A man sits alone and looks a little lonely.

Sang Bo saw that Xiao Yeye's room upstairs was silent, and his heart was up and down.

His young master is cute but introverted. Even if he is angry, he will not implicate others. He will only lock himself in the room and stare blankly.

No one could guess what was thinking in his little head.

But the young master was originally punished to stand in a military posture, but now he has not eaten for so long...

Sang Bo was worried and begged for mercy to Zhan Hanjue: "Mr. Jue, go and see the young master. He is only three and a half years old. What should I do if I get hungry!"

Zhan Hanjue seemed to be nothing and said lightly: "It's only been half a day, I'm not hungry."

"...that's your own son!"

Zhan Hanjue's face was as deep as frost, his black eyes burst into sharp light, and he glanced at Sang Bo.

Sanbo knew that he was out of line and no longer dared to say much.

With no choice but to call Ning Yang for help.

Ning Yang arrived soon, wearing a light blue lace one-shoulder skirt that set off his noble aura.

With her arrival, a faint fragrance of gardenia lingers in the air, the fragrance lasts for a long time.

Sang Bo's eyes were surprised and walked up: "Miss Ning, please help the young master..."

Ning Yang showed a comforting expression to Sang Bo. She was very confident that she could convince Zhan Hanjue and Yeye, after all, she was his fiancée.

She carried the hem of her skirt and walked slowly to Zhan Hanjue's seat.

"Young Master Jue, Yeye is young after all, so it is normal for him to be willful sometimes. If you want to blame me, you will blame me. As your fiancée, he failed to take good care of you. Yeye must be because he was too bored to run out."

While speaking, her black eyes blinked, and a pity-provoking wave of light appeared: "Why don't you let me persuade him?"

Zhan Hanjue had no expression on his face, and he didn't say good or bad.

When Sang Bo decided to agree, he immediately took Ning Yang to the second floor.

At the door of the little guy's bedroom, Ning Yang gently patted the door panel.

"Yeye, I am Aunt Ning Yang. Can you open the door and let the aunt in first?"

"I heard from Sang Bo that you and Jue Shao are angry. It's okay. Aunt Ning Yang is here. Jue Shao will not punish you anymore. I asked the kitchen to make your favorite chicken wings. The taste is so fragrant. Come out..."

"..." There was still a strange silence.

Ning Yang was a little embarrassed, but in the face of Sang Bo's earnest eyes, she pressed her impatiently and continued to persuade: "If you open the door, Aunt Ning Yang can promise you a wish."

Bang--

No one was talking in the room, but there was a crackling sound like something was shattering.

"Young Master!" Sang Bo exclaimed worriedly, his old face wrinkled.

Just when I don't know what to do...

Zhan Hanjue is here.

The man looked at the closed door coldly and kicked him without hesitation.

The door fell down in front of everyone's eyes.

Then I saw Xiao Yeye lying on the ground in a mess, with a slightly red face and a little clear-eyed look, but her pink and tender little hands tightly pinching a broken glass cup.

The fragments cut through his fingers, and bright red blood was flowing continuously...

"Oh my God, blood, the young master is bleeding." Uncle San shouted and hurriedly called the doctor.
Chapter completed!