The days of Kuai Chuan's counterattack with a male god

Chapter 446 President Daddy (14)

in the study.

Qin Shen randomly pulled a stool and sat down, Yan Minping asked the servant to bring tea, and he sat opposite him.

Qin Shen asked: "In the past, Yan Ting's surname was Xu?"

Yan Minping's heart skipped a beat, but he still didn't hide it: "Yes, but after your Aunt Xu married into the Yan family, she changed her surname."

Qin Shen nodded slightly, making Yan Minping a little confused about what he meant.

"I heard that Aunt Xu is your second marriage, and your ex-wife died of illness?"

"That's right, but it's unavoidably sad to say this kind of thing, so I rarely let the outside world know." Yan Minping looked calm on the surface, but there was a huge turmoil in his heart.

When Qin Shen came to ask himself at this time, he definitely didn't just ask casually.

He must have known something.

He took the initiative to say: "After my ex-wife left, I was also very sad. Fortunately, you, Aunt Xu, were by my side and took care of you all these years. It's a pity that the family is unlucky. The daughter of my ex-wife is ignorant and always gets into trouble. Five years ago Because of a quarrel with me, he ran away from home."

Yan Minping sighed, and looked a little tearful: "Let President Qin see the joke."

"I've seen her before." Qin Shen said lightly, "He also has a son named Yan Qin."

Yan Minping knew that he couldn't hide the matter for a long time. Even if he loved Xu Ting, it couldn't affect his career after all.

He pretended to be sad: "Yes, this matter has always been my heart disease. She never said who the child belonged to. Back then, she insisted on giving birth to this child, even if she severed the father-daughter relationship with me."

Qin Shen's heart suddenly ached.

If Yan Wushuang is his lover, then has he been cheated by the Yan family all these years?

His face was obviously displeased: "Then, the person I was looking for at the beginning was Yan Ting or Yan Wushuang?"

Yan Minping suddenly stared at Qin Shen in shock: "This is Mr. Qin's own decision. When you came to our house, Wu Shuang had already severed the father-daughter relationship with me. You recognized Yan Ting yourself. What do you mean? Is Yan Wushuang's child yours?"

Qin Shen frowned: "I will do a paternity test on this matter, and I will find out whether Yan Ting is the person I am looking for."

Yan Minping was a little worried: "If it is found out, what will Mr. Qin plan to do?"

Qin Shen didn't speak, got up and left.

Yan Minping's heart clenched into a ball.

If Qin Shen had never met Wushuang and the child, it would have been easy for him to hide this matter, but now that they have met, even if he wanted to hide it, he couldn't hide it.

As soon as Qin Shen opened the door, he saw Xu Ting standing at the door, as if trying to eavesdrop on their conversation.

Xu Ting raised her lips and smiled, and put her arm around Qin Shen's neck: "Qin Shen, what are you talking about with my dad in the study? It's so mysterious, I just happen to be free today, why don't we go out on a date in the afternoon."

Qin Shen: "Sorry, I have something to do this afternoon."

"What are you busy with? Let me accompany you."

Qin Shen took Xu Ting's hand away, and there was a trace of coldness in his eyes: "Investigate if you are the girl who was with me back then."

Xu Ting's whole body trembled: "You...what did you say? Don't you believe me?"

Qin Shen glanced at her, turned around and prepared to leave without answering.

But at this moment, a stream of beautiful music suddenly came from the guest room downstairs.

Qin Shen's footsteps suddenly stopped, the melody was beautiful, but also very familiar.

He moved his steps, went downstairs slowly, and walked in the direction of the music.

Wushuang sat on the bed looking at the water mirror, while his son was playing the electronic organ.

The piano piece was often played by the original owner when he was in love with Qin Shen, but Yan Qin learned it quickly, so he learned this piece directly.

This time, the little hands are beating flexibly on the strings.

(End of this chapter)