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Chapter 42 Young Master? Her Son?

He pulled open the wardrobe, took out the shirt and suit from it, and was changing into a clean shirt. His squirting muscles could be seen, and a soft body suddenly appeared on his back...

Zhan Hanjue breathed and smelled the familiar fragrance, and knew that the person coming was Ning Yang.

Ning Yang stretched out his hands from behind and hugged his waist, pressing his little face against his back, rubbing it back and forth.

He has a really good figure, no fat at all.

She exhaled ambiguously into his neck, her tone soft, like a cat scratching her.

"Mr. Jue, we have been engaged for four years. You have never touched me again except the night four years ago. Don't you think about it?"

Zhan Hanjue pursed his lips and said nothing. For some reason, he suddenly felt that the perfume smell was a bit pungent.

Seeing that Zhan Hanjue did not push her away, Ning Yang mustered up the courage and gradually reached out to Zhan Hanjue's white shirt and gently brushed his skin with his fingertips, exhaling like orchids.

"My parents have been asking when we get married and can we have another child of our own?"

As she stroked the muscles in his chest, Zhan Hanjue's expression changed, and he suddenly strangled her wrist hard, forcing Ning Yang to pause, and his noble posture could no longer be maintained.

Under the warm sunshine, Zhan Hanjue's facial features seem to be angular.

"Sorry, I don't plan to have another child in a short period of time."

Ning Yang couldn't help but feel disappointed, and his face also appeared pale.

"Then we can get married first, anyway, I like Xiao Yeye very much..."

Zhan Hanjue pushed Ning Yang away, put a clean suit on his body, buttoned the shirt to the top, and exuded an ascetic temperament all over his body.

When I looked at Ning Yang again, I couldn't see any emotion in my eyes—

"The Zhan family has not been confirmed yet. You should know that Zhan Yuchen is also coveting the position of the next head of the Zhan family, so I cannot guarantee you until then."

"If you can't accept it, you can handle our engagement by yourself, and I will bear the responsibility for the fault."

Originally, the reason why they got engaged was just the accident four years ago.

He has no love for her.

It has been trained for four years, but it has not been trained.

He thought that perhaps his feelings were limited to this.

When Ning Yang heard this, he looked at Zhan Hanjue incredible, and soon smiled at him with great determination.

"One day of engagement is a lifelong contract. You will only be mine. No one can take it away, let alone I will give up! I will wait until the day when you are willing to marry me..."

...

A private hospital in Yincheng, on the third floor of the inpatient department.

Zhan Shaohui's ribs were broken and his body was covered in wounds. He only woke up after emergency treatment in the hospital.

The doctor suggested that he should have to recuperate for at least one month.

He was wrapped in bandages and covered in plaster on his legs. He was hung in mid-air with many bruises on his face, looking extremely embarrassed.

The whole family surrounded him and asked about his well-being.

My sister Zhan Qianqian also gritted her teeth: "This bitch Ning Xi, dares to send someone to beat you! Brother, I must make Ning Xi pay the price!

Zhan Qianqian and Ning Xi were high school alumni.

Ning Xi was always the school beauties at that time and everyone was following her. Because the Ning family was richer and more powerful than the Zhan family, Zhan Qianqian also kept holding Ning Xi.

Now that the Ning family is in a downturn, Ning Xi is still abandoned by her elder brother.

Of course she had to trample on Ningxi!

"It wasn't Ning Xi who sent someone to beat me, it was the arrangement of her wild man outside..." Zhan Shaohui had a gloomy face and sat up from the pillow. He was a little irritated, and the scarred face was also a little hideous.

In the evening, he left the club with two bodyguards. He originally wanted to deal with the injuries on his head, but he was pushed to the hidden bushes as soon as he arrived by the roadside...

Those people were even unscrupulous, and they didn't even cover up their appearance, but directly punched them and beat them up.

Before leaving, he even made a harsh statement, telling him not to forget his identity!

What else can I not understand?

It was clearly done by Zhan Hanjue!

"No matter who it is, you can't just let it go anyway!"

Zhan Shaohui didn't want to investigate any more. It was embarrassing that he was taught a lesson by Zhan Hanjue, and his power was far inferior to Zhan Hanjue. He just wanted to maintain decentness in front of his sister, so he didn't say it through.

"This is the end of my beating, don't ask any more."

"Why don't you continue to investigate?" Zhan Qianqian was the first to jump out, and she blew her claws: "Brother, you have already constituted a minor injury. You can file a case for Ning Xi! Don't take into account your affection for Ning Xi for the sake of that child..."

"What nonsense, you are becoming more and more presumptuous!"

Zhan Shaohui scolded, and his legs, which were cast, were trembling, as if they would fall off the rope at any time.

Zhan’s mother hurriedly pulled Zhan Qianqian and told her not to say anything, but Zhan Qianqian resented Ning Xi’s name so that she would not let her go…

...

"Ah Yeh!"

Ning Xi, who had just finished lunch, sneezed violently.

Sister An was originally discussing a home decoration design with Ning Xi. Seeing this, she immediately took out the documents and blocked her in front of her. Then she took out a tissue from her desk and handed it to her.

"See you are not in a good mood and have you caught a cold?"

"It's a little bit." Ning Xi sniffed, his nose was red, and his voice was buzzing, not very real, with a nasal sound.

After she came out of the hotel that night, her throat was a little painful at first, and then she started to have a congestion again.

Sister An patted her on the shoulder and comforted her: "Don't work too hard, it's almost done. I feel sorry for you when you do this..."

"I know." Ning Xi looked at Sister An gratefully, then continued to work, completed the design of another small home, and then rushed to the villa of the little prince of the Zhan family.

The sky was gloomy, like a heavy rain that was about to fall.

Fortunately, it was only after Ningxi arrived at the villa that heavy rain began to fall with thunder.

Listening to the thunder, Ning Xi suddenly thought of the baby.

He was most afraid of thunder...

She was about to call Song Qin, but suddenly she glanced at a small glutinous rice dumpling sitting in the lounge, and her eyes could no longer be moved.

The little guy turned his back to her, wearing a handsome black vest, with a few letters reflected on his back, and a dark cute hood that was tilted, but it made people feel very soft and cute.

Although she couldn't see her face clearly, the little guy's sitting upright made her feel very much like her baby.

"Baby?" Ning Xi pinched his cell phone and shouted tentatively.

But the little guy didn't seem to hear it, nor did he look back.

Ning Xi's beautiful eyebrows frowned gently and couldn't help but walk towards the little guy.

The little guy didn't know what he was thinking about, and he was always very trance.

Ning Xi stretched out his hand and put his knuckles on the little guy's shoulders...

"What are you doing?" Suddenly, a question came from behind.
Chapter completed!
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