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"Master Jun, I'm going to rest, please go out."

Seeing An Xiaoxiao's indifferent tone, Jun Mohan frowned, and a trace of sadness flashed in his deep eyes.

"An'an, I explained just now that the wedding is fake, and there is no one else. Mrs. Jun's position has always been yours."

"Master Jun, the wedding is fake, so what about the child?"

Thinking of Jun Mohan and An Yuxin's child, who might be the same age as Xiao Chenchen, she felt very uncomfortable, like a needle prick.

Jun Mohan followed An Xiaoxiao's gaze, and suddenly found An Xichen's figure, his face became very ugly.

An An is reminding him, does she have a child with Qiao Yinuo?Or is it that she can't forget the father of the child?
Thinking of this, what An Xiaoxiao said that day echoed in Jun Mohan's mind again.

"Young Master Jun, I don't love you anymore, and I can't afford your love."

Jun Mohan swayed, and then left, looking at the leaving back, An Xichen pursed his lips.

"Mum, he looks very sad, I'm afraid..."

"Xiao Chenchen is worried about him?"

"Um, no, no."

An Xichen nodded, then shook her head again, seeing her son's cute appearance, An Xiaoxiao said softly, "Go and see him, after all he..."

Before An Xiaoxiao finished speaking, An Xichen had already left here, looking at that little man, she smiled, as long as Xiao Chenchen likes it.

Jun Mohan stood in the huge garden, his handsome face was full of disappointment, his whole body was filled with frustration, what should he do to go back to the past?
Hearing the footsteps behind him, Jun Mohan saw An Xichen when he turned his head, and raised his eyebrows.

"How did you get out?"

"See if you can cry in secret, and then I'll pass you a tissue."

"Xiao Chenchen, are you caring about me?"

Seeing An Xichen's awkward look, Jun Mohan said this, crossed his arms with both hands, and looked at him with deep eyes.

An Xichen smiled, blinked his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Young Master Jun, you are so naive, how could I care about you? I am not related to you, and even if I care, it is your child who cares about me. what relationship?"

"I hope he cares about me too, but unfortunately..."

Thinking of the aborted child, Jun Mohan's expression was very ugly, An Xichen pouted, he shouldn't have come, it would be better to make him sad to death.

Seeing An Xichen's dark eyes, Jun Mohan walked into him, immediately picked him up, and lifted him high.

"You let me go."

"Don't let go, are you afraid?"

As soon as Jun Mohan's words fell, An Xichen gave him a contemptuous look, "I'm a man, how can I be afraid?"

"is it?"

After finishing speaking, Jun Mohan let go of his hand, An Xichen closed his eyes in fear, trembling all over, his teeth chattering.

Seeing him like this, Jun Mohan remembered that An Xiaoxiao was like this when he was scared, so he stretched out his hand to catch him firmly.

"With me here, I won't fall to you."

Hearing Jun Mohan's voice, An Xichen just looked at him in front of him, and suddenly laughed.

"It's true. Fortunately, I didn't fall down. Otherwise, Mommy will definitely be sad."

"Xiao Chenchen, it seems that you love your mommy very much."

"Of course, when I grow up, I must marry Mommy and protect her well."

"Don't think about it, An'an is mine."

Jun Mohan never thought that this little brat An Xichen would say such a thing, and said in disapproval.

Seeing him objecting to her, An Xichen's face was drawn long, "This is a matter between me and Mommy, you have no right to object."

"Who says I'm not qualified, I'm your mommy's man."

Jun Mohan was very reasonable. Seeing his embarrassing appearance, An Xichen's eyes flickered, "I still have Papa Qiao, but he promised me that when I grow up, I will marry Mommy."

Father Qiao, it's better for you to carry this blame. Anyway, it's not the first time. Besides, we are all a family, so you shouldn't argue with me.

An Xichen said in his heart, fortunately Qiao Yinuo was not here, otherwise, his lies would be exposed in minutes.

When Jun Mohan heard the words "Qiao Yinuo", the smile on his face faded, "Your father Qiao's agreement has no effect, because he is nobody."

"Who said that?" An Xichen looked at Jun Mohan unconvinced.

"I said."

Hearing his swear words, his eyes narrowed. Where does this man look a little sad, I can see that he is embarrassing.

Jun Mohan knew that this little brat had nothing good to say without asking, so he looked at An Xichen.

"Since you have no objection, I will introduce you to my friend's child tomorrow. She is more suitable to be your future wife."

"I think it's you who want to marry a wife yourself, and you're still doing it in my name?"

An Xichen said this on purpose, the last time Mommy An Xiaoxiao stood at the Emgrand Hotel and heard the news that Jun Mohan was getting married, he still remembered the sad feeling at that time, if he didn't return it, he would feel uncomfortable .

Jun Mohan frowned, and looked at An Xichen with deep eyes, "What did you mean just now?"

"Literally, I heard people say that you used to have a daughter-in-law, but then you got another one. It seems that you married another one a while ago. Is this the legendary flower-hearted carrot?"

Seeing An Xichen say these words in a serious manner, Jun Mohan couldn't help raising his hand and knocking on his head.

"Little ghost, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately."

"It hurts to death."

An Xichen rubbed his forehead, and looked at Jun Mohan with dissatisfaction, "I'm not talking nonsense, I heard it from others, and everyone in F City knows it, besides, there are a lot of gossip on the Internet, do you want to I'll read it to you one by one."

After hearing what he said, Jun Mohan realized something, and asked directly, "Who read it to you."

"Stupid, such a simple matter requires others, and I can handle it myself."

"You know those words?"

Jun Mohan couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes, and he was shocked in his heart. Seeing his expression, An Xichen was very happy, and looked at him like he was making a fuss.

"Of course I know, and I don't even look at whose son I am."

"Little devil."

Jun Mohan pinched An Xichen's cheek lovingly, no, no, he seemed to be talking just now, online, it's not likely that he can surf the Internet, and before he asked, he received a look of contempt .

He touched his nose, and Jun Mohan carried An Xichen directly into the living room, then took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and handed it to him.

"Prove it to me?"

"That's what you said, don't regret it."

After An Xichen finished speaking, he took Jun Mohan's cell phone and started tinkering.