Little Xingxing's Father
Editor: Atlas Studios
Ye Yanfeng had parked his car slightly far and in a hard-to-notice dark corner away from Shangguan Wan's house. Even if he had opened his car window, he still couldn't hear what the man was saying to Shangguan Wan.
The man was around his thirties, looking handsome and youthful from his side profile. Ye Yanfeng felt that the face looked slightly familiar, but he couldn't recall where he had seen the man suddenly.
It was likely he came from the Capital!
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Shangguan Wan stared at the man, who followed her down the car. She stood by the gates, her eyebrows furrowing. "Mr Han, I've already said it very clearly to you, what else do you want to say?
Mr Han raised his eyebrow as he laughed. "I'm still saying the same thing. If you don't agree to my conditions, I'm definitely going to take the child away!"
"That's my son, who are you to do it?"
The smile on Mr Han's face darkened. "He's my son too!"