Chapter 602

"Since Noah is his son, it's no harm to tell him, rather than tell him now, so that he won't make a big deal about it later!"

Feng Xun said faintly, looking at Noah: "Noah, do you want to see your own father?"

Noah was stunned and hesitated for a moment.

"Feng Xun, you haven't said that he knows about Noah's existence. What's his reaction?" Early summer seven eagerly urged the way.

Intuition told her that cousin Feng Xun, who had never been in charge of his son, would not have any reaction even if he knew about it

Instead of answering directly, Feng Xun took out his mobile phone, turned on the recorded audio and put it on the coffee table: "I recorded my conversation with Noah's father. Listen to it yourself!"

The seventh day of the summer and Noah both pricked up their ears and heard Feng Xun's voice: "do you remember that a barmaid you played with said that she gave birth to a son for you?"

Noah's breath suddenly tightened. He didn't know what his biological mother looked like, but he felt angry and sad at the thought of her blackmail.

"Waitress? I have played many bar girls, who remember... "This sounds cynical voice, is Feng Xun's cousin Feng Yan's.

At the beginning of summer, seven eyebrows slightly wrinkled. Although she had never seen Feng Xun, the playful cousin, she didn't like the greasy voice!

"Whether you remember or not, that child was found by me, and I also did parentage test for you. He is indeed your son!"

Feng Yan hears Feng Xun's affirmative words and laughs. He can feel his indifference across the screen: "Feng Xun, I said you are not newly married. Why don't you spend honeymoon with your young little wife and care about my affairs instead? Is it my son that you need to take care of? "

"Feng Yan, the child was sent to me. Since his blood is flowing in his bones, I have to take care of him!" Feng Xun's voice is cold and heartless, but with the dignity of several separatists.

"Tut Tut, don't think that you can meddle in my business when you are in charge alone!" Feng Yan sneered, tone quite a little angry: "do you think taking a child, saying it's my son, can threaten me?"

Feng Xun did not answer, Feng Yan pause for a while, the voice continues to come from the mobile phone: "I remember, I heard that there was an interesting episode in your wedding, a woman with her son said it was your child! In order to deal with your little wife, you want to push this child to me and say it's my son... Feng Xun, you are as shameless and cold-blooded as before

Feng Xun didn't get angry by his cousin's words, but coldly replied: "Feng Yan, it's because I made a paternity test with him first that I found out that he is our Feng family. Now you don't know him well. If you don't, this son is your own son!"

"Oh, I've played with many women. If everyone, like the shameless bar girl, quietly gives me a baby and says it's my seed to let me know each other, then I can't stop it here..." Feng Yan said here, his voice sank and his tone was colder than Feng Xun.

"A woman like her is not qualified to have a son for me, even if the kid is really my son? You think I'm going to recognize a barmaid kid? Feng Xun, don't think that giving me a son can make me feel grateful to you. You should give up the idea! "

On the seventh day of the summer, when he heard this recording, he trembled with anger. Feng Xun helped him do the parentage test and told him about his son's exile. It's really despicable and shameless for him to say such cold and shameless words!

"Feng Yan, since you don't want to recognize the child, sign a statement to announce that you are divorced from the father son relationship with the child. From then on, he has nothing to do with you!"

Feng Xun said here, after a pause, he added: "I'll fax you the statement!"

"Listen to your tone, it seems that I don't recognize it, but it's my loss?" Feng Yan chuckled, and his tone was full of contempt: "it's unnecessary. I think you have nothing to do. It's better to hand over your arms company and let me be the President..."

The recording stops here. On the seventh day of the summer, he can't help murmuring: "Feng Xun, your cousin is shameless and cold-blooded. He also says you are cold-blooded..."

When she said this, she thought that little Noah was sitting next to her. She quickly stopped, reached out and touched his head, comforted him and said, "little Noah, don't take your father's words seriously, he is an invincible scum man in the universe!"

Noah didn't answer. As early as in the recording, the man who was supposed to be his father sneered at his birth, ridiculed his biological mother, and ridiculed his delusion of being his own son, he already knew the result!

His own father did not recognize him!

He knew that he might not be qualified to be a Feng family member at all, but he could not help clenching his fists when he spoke clearly from his father.

He didn't want to, either, but his mother gave birth to him casually, thinking that he could blackmail a sum of money. When his father was playing with women, why didn't he think that he might play with a future generation?

He can't decide his birth at all, but his father and mother, who made him, don't want to care about him. They all regard him as trouble. They wish he didn't show up. Why?

Why should he recite the mistakes they have committed, saying that he was born and that he did not want them?

Seeing that little Noah lowered his head, it seemed that his mood was not right. On the seventh day of the summer, he held him in his arms, sighed and comforted: "little Noah, don't worry about such parents, you and us, we won't leave you, you just think they didn't exist!"

She thought Noah would cry in her arms, but he didn't shed a single tear. He just stretched tight. After a long time, she said slowly, "aunt don, I hate them!"

In the seventh day of the summer, he looked down at Noah in his arms and saw that he was holding his fist tightly. His eyes were full of hatred against his age.

"One is for money, the other is for women. None of them takes me as an adult. They come and leave me as they want. I hate them. I hate that I shouldn't be born!"

"Little Noah, don't say that..." the seventh day of the summer saw such hatred in his eyes for the first time. He patted his little head and said, "it's meaningful for you to live in this world. It's their fault that they were born without support. You don't have to blame yourself for their fault and hate yourself!"