He could vaguely feel that the eldest sister, who was as simple as a blank piece of paper, had exuded confidence, beauty, maturity and steady charm under the guidance of Mrs. Yan.

He believes that more and more men will like Zhengyu.

And Zhan Hanjue's words will come true, and Yan Zhengyu's love for him will disappear.

However, Yu Chengqian's heart became inexplicably agitated when he thought that something he had at his fingertips would suddenly belong to someone else.

In the afternoon.

Yu Chengqian came to Aiyue Castle.

The person who received him was Lord Zhan Han.

Zhan Hanjue responded with his own treatment, saying coldly: "No one welcomes you here."

Yu Chengqian walked straight inside, saying arrogantly as he walked: "I came to see my son, not you."

Thinking that Zhengyu stopped raising children just to break up his job?

Yu Chengqian felt that his son was so pitiful, and he felt sad and said: "Since his mother doesn't have time to take care of him, I will take care of him myself."

Mrs. Yu walked out with the crying child in her arms, stuffed the child into Yu Chengqian's arms, and said: "You came just in time. There are too many things in the company these days. Zhengyu is too busy to take care of the child. The child cannot be seen.

Mom, you cry all day long. It's so pitiful. You are the biological father of the child, you can take care of it yourself."

Yu Chengqian looked at his lovely son, with his rosy face, and smiled when he saw him. His smile was adorable and heart-warming. He was simply adorable.

Chenchen was swaying in his arms crying. He was afraid that he would fall, so he just held him up with his hands. In this way, Chenchen felt uncomfortable, looked at Mrs. Yu pitifully, and stretched out his hands to Mrs. Yu.

Please give me a hug.

Mrs. Yu turned her head and left cruelly.

Yu Chengqian took the child over. But Chenchen cried even harder when he entered Yu Chengqian's arms.

"Chenchen, I am daddy, don't cry, don't cry." Yu Chengqian hugged the child as if he was holding a bomb. He was at a loss what to do.

Fortunately, he also had a dog-headed military advisor, so Yu Chengqian opened his mouth and shouted, "Yu Qian."

Yu Qian came out of nowhere and said, "Master."

She hoped that Yu Chengqian could understand Zhengyu's suffering. Zhengyu had to take care of the children and work, but Yu Chengqian ignored the mother and son. Mrs. Yu had quite a problem with Yu Chengqian.

Yu Chengqian looked helplessly at Chenchen. The dignified seven-foot-tall man felt so helpless at this moment.

Yu Chengqian ordered: "I order you to immediately dress up as a woman and come over to entertain the children."

Yu Qian was about to cry, but said, "Master, I'm so embarrassed."

"Why are the children crying?" Yu Chengqian asked.

Yu Qian scratched the back of his head, "Miss your mother?"

Not long after, Yu Qian, dressed in floral linen clothes, a pleated skirt, and a wig with two braids, walked up to Yu Chengqian.

"Chenchen, don't cry, your mother is here." Yu Chengqian handed the child to Yu Qian. When Chenchen saw Yu Qian, there was a look of fear on his face, and then he almost died from crying.

"It's not like I haven't pretended before. Go quickly."

Yu Qian whined, turned and left.

Yu Qian said: "Master, this trick won't work."

Yu Chengqian said angrily: "I asked you to imitate Yan Zhengyu. What the hell are you doing? You scared Chenchen."

In the living room.

Zheng Ling felt heartbroken when she heard Chen Chen's heart-wrenching cry.

He simply stood up and walked outside.


Chapter completed!