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The sky outside the window was a little dark, and the rain was still falling.

There was a sound of horseshoes, and the long-lost figure gradually became clear in the rain curtain.

Duanmuqi!

At this time, Duanmu Qi finally rushed back.

There was no expression on his handsome face, and the lines of his face became hard because of the more cruel.

His eyes are cold, and his heart is as pale as ice and snow. After the boy he loved disappeared, he lived a life of walking dead, and when he came back to life, he became like this.

Such cruelty with vicissitudes, cruelty without concealing sadness, outstanding but seems to hide infinite thoughts, in the eyes of others, the enigma-like mysterious atmosphere is more attractive.

It's just that no matter who he treats, he always treats him with the same contempt, the same superiority, the same domineering, and the same toughness.

Or use that cold surface to arm the fragile soul hidden in his heart.

He originally lived in Duanmu Mountain Villa, and the relationship between Su Rian and his parents was very tense, but he was his biological father after all, and the child in Lan Yifeng's womb was his after all.

Originally, he planned to ignore it at all, that child was not what he expected, and even if he was born, he would not love him, so it would be better to let him be born without his father...

But, but...

His father said, if Yichen sees you treating his sister and your own child like this, he must be very sad, he has always been a kind child...

He was anchored in place by his father's words, he was persuaded.

Yes!Yes, the boy hidden in his heart has always been so kind. If he knew what he had done, he would be disappointed...

Duanmuqi lowered his head, his hair was wet from the rain, covering all his expressions.

The cold hands clenched tightly into fists, and the sharp dark eyes were slowly closed. He sighed in his heart:

In fact, he would rather Chen'er know what he did, and then be disappointed in him, and then come out and scold him, whatever, it's better than disappearing now...

Chen'er, Chen'er, where is he, does he know how much he has missed him for so many years...

After so many years, he still doesn't know where he is wrong... Is it just because he is his future brother-in-law?

It was a burden imposed on him by the previous generation. It had nothing to do with him if he didn't want to. If it was for that reason, it would be too unfair to him!

unfair!He is not reconciled!

The horse had already arrived at the gate of the other courtyard, Duanmuqi slowly let go of his hand, putting away all his emotions...

He couldn't calm down when he thought of that person!

Taking a deep breath, he quickly turned over and dismounted.

The handsome face is the coldness and cruelty of the past.

When the gatekeeper boy saw such a manor owner, he felt awe and fear from the bottom of his heart.

Duanmuqi didn't say a word, he walked in directly leading the horse.

The little boy squirmed his lips. Do you want to tell the owner about Master Chen's return?

The owner has been looking for Master Chen for so many years, if he knows that Master Chen is back, he will be very happy, but maybe the owner already knows that Master Chen is back!

Xiaotong was still struggling with whether he should tell Duanmuqi and Lan Yichen about his return.

Duanmuqi stopped abruptly, he had never been to another courtyard, so he was not familiar with it at all.

The boy at the door must have come from Duanmu Mountain Villa. Although she didn't know him, he has a superhuman memory and always has an impression of people he has met.

Looking back, the expression was still as cold as iron, and the tone was also faintly hidden with ice:

"Where is Lan Yifeng?"

She seems to be about to give birth, so his father will send him here at all costs...

He even brought up Lan Yichen, which was taboo for him.

Hearing this icy voice, the little boy felt his hands and feet go cold for a while. Their owner has always lacked a trace of popularity!

"Madam...Madam is still in the delivery room..."

Duanmuqi raised his eyebrows, what a coincidence?He came back just in time!

The child in Lan Yifeng's womb was an accident, he not only didn't like it, but even hated it.

After Lan Yichen left, he hated others to decide his affairs on his own, and Lan Yifeng and his father actually drugged him.

If it wasn't for one of them being his father and the other being that man's sister, he would have killed them long ago.

However, since he agreed to his father, he still decided to go and see Lan Yifeng in order to reassure that kind boy who didn't know where he was.

It has nothing to do with love, nothing to do with Fengyue, it's just this matter, and the slightest relationship with that person...

"Take me there..."

Handing the horse in his hand to the chief steward who greeted him with a face of surprise, Duanmuqi said calmly to the little boy at the gate.

Duanmuqi didn't want to get in touch with the manager sent by the Lan family, so he would rather choose a janitor boy to lead the way.

He must not know that not long ago, it was this little boy who led the person in his heart to walk the same path and reach the same destination...

There was silence all the way, and the woman's painful low cry and comforting voice could not be heard clearly in the sound of rain.

But when Duanmuqi saw the closed wooden door, accompanied by the symphony of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, the cry of the baby that he suddenly remembered was very clear.

A strange feeling hit his heart, Duanmuqi's footsteps stopped, and the baby's cry of "wawawawa" made Duanmuqi feel a sense of shock.

That feeling has nothing to do with the baby, as if... seems to have something to do with the most important and caring person in his life, but how is it possible?

While he was in a daze, a maid pushed open the small door and came out with bloody sewage, seeing Duanmuqi from a distance, she was very surprised and said: "Master!"

She even shook her hands in shock from Duanmuqi's cold and stern look, and spilled blood all over the door.

Duanmuqi glanced lightly, without much expression or emotion.

Now that you're here, let's take a look at that child, after all, I'm afraid there won't be any chance in the future.

He was a little lost in thought, as if his mind wasn't here, and he slowly approached the delivery room step by step.

At the door, he paused, and asked the little maidservant who was packing up in a hurry: "My child..."

The maidservant's body trembled a little: "Go back... back to the owner, it's... a young master..."

Young master... Will a child from the Lan family, a boy from the Lan family, have a slight resemblance to him?

Even a little bit?

At this moment, the midwife brought the tightly wrapped baby over, with a smile on her sweaty face: "Master, he is a young master. He is such a naughty child. He has tortured Madam a lot!"

Duanmuqi ignored it and looked at the little baby...

The eyes are a little hard to open, the skin is wrinkled, the nose is a bit high, the lips are thin, and although the facial lines have the softness of a baby, it is not difficult to see that it is not the softness of Lan Yichen.

A touch of disappointment surfaced in my heart.

Duanmuqi pursed his lips, what was he thinking, don't say that this child is not like Lan Yichen, even if he does, so what?

Duanmuqi stopped looking at the child, and said to the midwife, "Take good care of the child, and let Lan Yifeng rest well."

There is a bit of bitterness in my heart, this is my child, and there is a woman who claims to be my wife in the house...

But I don't feel a little bit, I don't have a trace of emotion. Is this all in this life?

Seeing that Duanmuqi didn't speak, the midwife continued: "Please ask the owner to name the young master. Fortunately, there is a medicine list from that kind young master. Otherwise, the young master and his wife may not be able to keep it. But the medicine list is really real. It's amazing, my wife has never seen such a miraculous medicine list at such an advanced age... After taking it, my wife will gain strength and become more conscious, otherwise I really don't know what to do..."

named...named...

"Duanmu... Lianchen, yes, Duanmu Lianchen, Duanmu Lianchen."

"Uh, the owner doesn't think this name is weird, and it's a bit like a girl's name... However, the name of the kind man who gave the herbs also has the word dust in it."

Duanmuqi frowned slightly, subconsciously, he caught the kind-hearted young man that the midwife repeatedly mentioned...

With dust in his name, he gave Lan Yifeng medicine...

Is it...

The heartbeat became irregular, Duanmuqi's breath was short, and his mind went blank. He looked at the midwife eagerly: "Which kind son? Where is he? Where did you meet him?"

Could it be him?Could it be him?

But how could he come back on his own initiative?If it wasn't him, who would it be?

He must find out what's going on?

The midwife was taken aback by his rare agitation, Duanmuqi's expression when he pressed her just now was too ferocious.

"That young master...was just...outside the door...well, I saw that young man call...call him Master Chen..."

The midwife pointed to the boy who brought Duanmuqi.

The little boy trembled for a while, and was also quite frightened by Duanmuqi's vicious look: "Uh, the owner...is Young Master Chen, he...he's back, little one, I thought the owner knew..."

Duanmuqi stared at him closely: "Young Master Chen? Lan Yichen?"

The little boy nodded in fear.

Duanmuqi got the boy's affirmative answer, and he froze there like a stone statue.

It took a long time before he asked in a hoarse voice: "How... how did he come back... when..."

He couldn't believe that that person would come back, he would come back on his own initiative!

There was an uncontrollable tremor in Duanmuqi's voice, the little boy swallowed his saliva and calmed down a little: "Master Chen came with a son, not long before the owner came back..."

with a man...

Duanmuqi's heart tugged, his body was still stiff, and he asked, "Now, where is Master Chen?"

"Master Chen's clothes are wet, I went to change clothes with that young master..."

Duanmuqi was taken aback, his clothes were wet...he has always been in poor health, in this kind of weather...

Worry was like a continuous thread, slowly protruding from the bottom of his heart, entwining all his senses and emotions.

"Which room, take me to..."