Her voice was angry, and she said, "Jiang Fengmian, what kind of bullshit are you spouting? A marriage certificate? Are you fucking insane? We grew up together, and I’ve been calling you my big brother for over twenty years..."
Jiang Fengmian interrupted her, "I’m just an adopted son of the Jiang Family, we have no blood relation. More importantly, your parents now fully support us getting married! You should know that the entire Jiang family business is in my hands right now. If we get married, what’s mine will be yours from the Jiang Family."
He paused for a mont, "Don’t you want to take the Jiang family’s property for your incompetent second brother?"
Jiang Qingyi thought this was absolutely ridiculous. She didn’t even think before refusing, saying, "Impossible. There’s no way I could marry a cold-blooded monster like you with whom I have no feelings. Besides, the person I love and want to marry is Tang Jiuze, I absolutely cannot marry you..."
She didn’t even finish her sentence before Jiang Fengmian interrupted her again, "Jiang Nianen is our daughter!"
His words were startling.
Even An Ge, walking over with Huo Shaoyan, was stunned.
She really hadn’t expected that little Jiang Nianen would be Jiang Qingyi and Jiang Fengmian’s daughter.
Jiang Qingyi was so shocked she couldn’t speak.
Jiang Fengmian, however, continued calmly, "Back then, you had an unpleasant marriage with Tang Jiuze. One day, after you got drunk at a bar because Tang Jiuze cheated on you, I picked you up that night. Maybe you drank sothing unclean, because you kissed and seduced madly, and we were together that night, about five or six tis. Jiang Nianen was conceived that night."
Jiang Qingyi: "..."
Jiang Fengmian said no more.
He stood up and said to Jiang Qingyi, "I’ve finished eating. If you still have an appetite, stay here and eat. If not, co with —I will return to the city soon."
Jiang Qingyi naturally had no appetite to eat.
Jiang Fengmian walked with large strides, and Jiang Qingyi, eager to know the whole truth, hurriedly ran after him.
Afterward, Huo Shaoyan pulled An Ge to sit by the window.
While waiting for their al, An Ge asked Huo Shaoyan sowhat emotionally, "Is Jiang Nianen really Jiang Qingyi and Jiang Fengmian’s daughter?"
Huo Shaoyan poured himself a glass of water and took a sip, responding with an indifferent hum.
An Ge thought for a mont, "So, the child Jiang Qingyi was pregnant with five years ago wasn’t Tang Jiuze’s?"
Huo Shaoyan looked at her once and said, "What’s wrong? Feeling sorry that your ex-fiancé was cuckolded?"
An Ge curled her lip, saying, "I just find it shocking."
Just then, Huo Shaoyan’s phone vibrated; Fu Rou was calling.
To be honest, Huo Shaoyan didn’t want to answer Fu Rou’s call at all.
He rejected the call.
But Fu Rou was relentless, calling four or five tis in a row until Huo Shaoyan beca very annoyed.
In the end, Huo Shaoyan answered her call.
He spoke brusquely, "What is it now?"
Fu Rou said, "The An Family from the Imperial City sent soone here—you... you’d better et with them."
Huo Shaoyan’s phoenix eyes suddenly went cold, and his voice dropped a few degrees, "Who ca?"
Fu Rou said, "The An Family’s eldest son, An Jifeng."
Huo Shaoyan asked, "Where are you now?"
Fu Rou said, "At the Fengqiao Villa, Muxin is hosting us."
Huo Shaoyan’s voice was icy, "Got it."
After ending the call with Fu Rou, Huo Shaoyan candidly told An Ge, "The Imperial An family has sent soone."
An Ge responded with an "oh," "They’ve co because of An Muxin’s pregnancy, right?"
Huo Shaoyan evaded answering directly, "Co with to see them."
An Ge was taken aback and looked at Huo Shaoyan, asking sowhat incomprehensibly, "? Why?"
"You’re Mrs. Huo, why do you think?"
An Ge thought for a while and said, "Even though I am Mrs. Huo, it was you who made An Muxin pregnant, and it’s you who should be dealing with it. It’s not appropriate for to go."
Huo Shaoyan glanced at her, "The mistress is practically riding on your neck, and you remain indifferent?"
An Ge: "..."
An hour later, An Ge was forcibly brought back to Fengqiao Villa by Huo Shaoyan.
After getting out of the car, the man grabbed her hand, pulling her into the villa.
They hadn’t even entered the villa before overhearing An Muxin and Fu Rou’s conversation inside.
An Muxin was speaking to Fu Rou in a sweet yet sowhat sarcastic manner, "I chose to have this child myself. No matter if Brother Yan acknowledges it or not, I will give birth to this child."
Fu Rou had always favored An Muxin as a daughter-in-law and naturally hoped An Muxin could safely deliver the baby.
Therefore, she comforted An Muxin, "Silly child, you really have it tough. My Ah Yan doesn’t realize how blessed he is. He refuses soone like you who loves him wholeheartedly and insists on marrying a woman who only seeks to sche against him—it’s his fault for wronging you. But don’t worry, I think that he and that An Ge woman won’t last. They have many problems and are bound to break up sooner or later..."
"Aunt Fu, I really don’t like what you’re saying."
The speaker was the eldest An Family son, An Jifeng.
He wore a modified Zhongshan suit, with striking eyebrows and a straight posture like a sturdy pine tree—upright and unyielding.
He continued speaking, "From what you’re saying, are you planning to let our family’s Xinxin have President Huo’s child without any status?"
Fu Rou’s face turned embarrassed, and she tried to defend herself, "I didn’t an that. In my heart, Muxin is my daughter-in-law, but I can’t make decisions for Huo Shaoyan..."
An Jifeng sneered coldly, "If you can’t make that decision, then watch your mouth and say less of what you shouldn’t. My sister is young and innocent, so stop deceiving her with sweet words."
Fu Rou: "..."
It was at this mont that Huo Shaoyan, holding An Ge’s hand, walked in from outside the door.
An Jifeng intuitively looked in the direction from which they were coming.
His first glance was at An Ge, the notorious "demoness," rumored to have infatuated Huo Shaoyan completely but also infamous.
She wore an ordinary black dress, A-line style, yet her figure looked extrely curvaceous, particularly her bust—upright and full.
Judging purely by figure, she indeed had the best body among the won he had seen in his thirty years.
His gaze slowly moved up, finally landing on the woman’s face, with her striking features and oval-shaped face.
Her complexion was fair and clean, her skin delicate as the finest mutton-fat jade, and her dark, bright almond eyes seed filled with starlight, shimring as they looked in his direction.
In that fleeting mont, An Jifeng felt a stirring in his heart.
Sowhere deep within his mory, he seed to have seen these eyes before.
But it was so long ago that he couldn’t imdiately recall where he had seen them.
Though stunned by An Ge’s looks, An Jifeng didn’t let his gaze linger excessively.
After Huo Shaoyan led An Ge over, he withdrew his gaze.
Once Huo Shaoyan and An Ge sat on the sofa opposite them, Fu Rou glared with displeasure, asking Huo Shaoyan, "Why did you bring her as well?"
Huo Shaoyan’s voice was indifferent, "She is my Mrs. Huo, the mistress of all my properties, including Fengqiao Villa. She’s the hostess here, so why would it be an issue for to bring her back?"
Fu Rou was rendered speechless at once.
Huo Shaoyan continued speaking, but this ti directed his words at An Jifeng, "Mr. An, you’ve personally co for what noble cause?"
His tone was undeniably discourteous.
An Jifeng’s expression darkened instantly.
He replied coldly, "President Huo, are you playing dumb? You got my sister pregnant..."
Huo Shaoyan interrupted him, "Who can prove that it’s my doing?"
Hearing this, An Jifeng almost wanted to roll up his sleeves and hit him.
An Muxin, too, was so angry her eyes turned red, and she lost her composure, nearly shouting, "Huo Shaoyan, how can you insult like this? To date, you’re the only man I’ve ever been with. If it’s not your child, then whose can it be?"
Huo Shaoyan laughed—a chilling, sinister smile.
His laughter made An Muxin shiver all over.
Unable to hold back, she trembled before regaining her composure to say, "Just say it if you don’t want to take responsibility—why use such harsh words? I won’t resent you for not taking responsibility, nor will I let my brother stand up for ..."
Huo Shaoyan cut her off, "You sound better than you sing. So why has your brother An Jifeng traveled so far to my house?"
An Muxin: "..."
Huo Shaoyan continued, "You’ve been saying that I touched you last ti, but when I requested a test for your bodily fluids, you vanished. Clearly, you have a guilty conscience. Now you’re pregnant and insist it’s my child. Do you really take for an idiot, easy to deceive?"
This infuriated An Jifeng.
He was truly enraged.
With a grim face, he told Huo Shaoyan, "Huo Shaoyan, I’ve never t a man as ungrateful and heartless as you. If you don’t want to take responsibility for Xinxin, just confidently say so—we An Family are not shaless people. At worst, if she insists on giving birth, we’ll raise the child. Why be so harsh? If it’s not your child, then whose can it be?"
Huo Shaoyan said sternly, "Who knows? She’s always with her bodyguard, and perhaps the child’s father is that bodyguard, Gu Changfeng."
These words were casually thrown out by Huo Shaoyan.
But they almost made the guilty An Muxin faint from agitation.
Tears silently welled up in her eyes, and after a long pause, she managed to squeeze out a few words through gritted teeth, "Huo Shaoyan, you’ve gone too far!"
Huo Shaoyan looked at her rcilessly and said, "Just because you say it’s mine, doesn’t an it is. Years ago, An Baoying claid to be pregnant with my child in a similar situation, and what was the result?"
An Muxin choked up, "What do you an by that?"
Huo Shaoyan said coldly, "Since the child is in your stomach, I won’t stop you from giving birth. But even if it’s my child, I won’t acknowledge it." He paused, "Did you understand this ti?"
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