Wealthy Flash Marriage: The BOSS Goddess Is Too Difficult

In the early morning, at dawn, another subordinate reported that a sneaky and suspicious person had been caught in the hospital.

Leng Shaojie sneered.

What a Nan Yichen, playing this trick once is not enough, right?

After asking the doctor to check Luobei's body, he got a reassuring result and prepared to take Luobei away.

With Luobei in his hands, he did not believe that Nan Yichen dared to act rashly.

After returning home, he didn't have to be so vigilant anymore. There were hundreds of guards inside and outside his house, and even a fly wouldn't even think about flying in.

Luo Bei kept crying after waking up.

After he handed Luobei to the nanny, he was ready to go out.

"Master Jie, the suspicious person caught is not Nan Yichen, what should we do?"

"Let it go." Leng Shaojie said flatly.

There was an imperceptible calculation in his eyes.

Leng Shaojie's car drove out again slowly, and the house was very quiet.

The nurse fed Luobei, and he didn't sleep after sleeping all night, playing with his fingers alone with his eyes open.

The nurse put him on the bed, got up and went out to wash his dirty clothes.

Not long after she left, the door was gently pushed open.

A tall and slender figure walked in.

Nan Yichen was wearing the uniform uniform of Leng Shaojie's subordinates, and sneaked in quietly.

He knew Leng Shaojie's suspicious personality, so he used it twice to distract him before blending into the crowd of his subordinates.

He walked to the side of the crib, and bent down to look at the little baby on the bed who was as big as Xiao Guiwan.

This is... his son.

Seeing his son for the first time, he didn't feel strange at all.

Same as Xiao Guiwan, except that he seems to be a little thinner.

It was his fault that made him suffer in Leng Shaojie's hands.

He couldn't help wanting to touch this little guy, but the door behind him was suddenly pushed open.

Leng Shaojie appeared at the door and pointed a gun at him, "Nan Yichen, I guessed correctly, you are capable enough to sneak into my team."

Nan Yichen's body froze. Hearing the sound, he didn't turn around to look at him in a hurry.

Gently holding Xiao Luobei's small hand, gently rubbing the back of his hand with the pulp of his fingers.

Seeing his unhurried appearance, Leng Shaojie was a little upset.

"Don't touch him, your life is in my hands now." With the sound of the bullet being loaded, Leng Shaojie had already aimed at his head.

"This is my son, you told me not to touch him?" Nan Yichen seemed to have heard a big joke.

This bastard robbed his son, and even tried to take it for himself.

"What about your son? Now he is in my hands, and his surname is no longer Nan."

Nan Yichen's eyes darkened slightly, and murderous aura burst out in his eyes.

"I won't shoot you here, don't worry, I raised your son as my heir."

A sternness flashed across Nan Yichen's eyes, so he still needs to be grateful to him, right?

"Your wife's marksmanship is still taught by me, and your son will also be taught by me when the time comes, shouldn't you be grateful to me?" Leng Shaojie smiled evilly, put away the gun in his hand, and moved towards He walked over.

The next second, his footsteps froze again, because Nan Yichen had pointed a gun at his chest.

"I don't mind killing you in front of my son."

Leng Shaojie laughed suddenly, his voice without any warmth, "Do you think my subordinates here will let you escape after you shoot?"

"You are fine by yourself, but you have a child with you."