Chapter 44

"If you don't believe it, you can ask an Shaochuan." At the end of the speech, song Yan hangs up directly.

Li Qingyu held her tightly in his arms, "everything will be fine."

"Well." After speaking out, song Yan feels relaxed, but at this moment an Shaochuan is afraid to suffer again.

Settle down.

An Guohui rudely kicks an Shaochuan's door and angrily enters his room. Before an Shaochuan can react, he slaps him hard.

"Rebellious son, you even got a fake marriage certificate!"

An Shaochuan was hit on the face of fiery pain, and heard what he said false marriage certificate, Leng for a few seconds to react, "Dad, how do you know?"

"It doesn't matter how I know. Now Song Yan knows." An Guohui looked at his son, who had more than enough success and failure, and he had nowhere to vent his anger.

Pan Xueni and an Kaiyi, who just came here, also heard such things. They couldn't believe it.

If an Shaochuan and song Yan's marriage certificate is false, then he and song Yan have not been married for a long time. If an Shaochuan wants song Yan to come back and settle down, and even wants to get what she has, there is no possibility at all.

"How could she know?" An Shaochuan is a little confused. Song Yan, who looks silly in his eyes, even knows that her marriage certificate is fake.

However, she is a reporter, and naturally she can find out what she wants to know through investigation, but she does not think that she has the ability to find out whether the marriage certificate is false.

So, there must be someone behind her, the man who suddenly appeared and beat him up?

It's just that the license plate number of the car he rescued at that time has been scrapped, and there is no way to find out who the real owner is.

"It's impossible. She told me herself." An Guohui is still full of anger. In his eyes, an Shaochuan sees that he is more and more like a loser. He has cultivated him for so many years in vain. "From today on, no matter what method you use, I will get the things in Song Yan's hand for me."

Pan Xueni coldly hooked her lips, and her eyes were infected with some evil. "I said to find someone to kill her directly, but you didn't listen to me."

As soon as an Guohui heard pan Xueni speak, he became even more angry, "fool!"

After coldly spitting out these two words, an Guohui left an Shaochuan's room, leaving only their mother and son.

An Kaiyi looks at an Shaochuan and asks for confirmation: "is your marriage certificate with song Yan false?"

"Yes." At that time, an Shaochuan was forced by his family to marry a second-hand product. He felt that it was a shame in his life, but he had to marry her. So in order to deal with everyone, he asked someone to get a fake marriage certificate.

He wanted to wait until he got the things in Song Yan's hand, and then tell her face to face. He beat her hard. Unexpectedly, she knew in advance, which was his negligence.

"That woman, I didn't like her at all. Fortunately, you didn't register to marry her at the beginning." Pan Xueni's eyes are a little happy. An Shaochuan's treatment of song Yan is just like giving her a bad breath. The next time she sees her, she won't hit her face in person.

Ankay also thinks that it's not a big deal. It's just something in Song Yan's hand

"Brother, how do you approach song Yan again?"

"Don't worry, she can't run." An Shaochuan said with confidence that his eyes are also infected with a bit of sinister. He doesn't believe that song Yan can hide all her life, and that she can be so lucky not to be caught by him all her life.

Of course, we can't let her run away. Ankay and pan Xueni haven't settled accounts with song Yan.

The next morning, song Yan got up early to make breakfast for their father and son, sauce noodles, angry bird bags and, of course, hot milk.

After Li Qingyu finished washing, Li Qingxuan came down from the upstairs with him in his arms. When he approached the dining table, the eyes of the steamed stuffed bun lit up immediately.

"Have breakfast." Song Yan said.

As soon as Li Qingxuan sat down, he began to eat. Naturally, he ate noodles first, but Yu Guang from the corner of his eye was staring at the angry bird bag, feeling very cute.

Li Qingyu also looked at the angry bird bag on the plate for a few seconds, looked at Song Yan, and asked with a smile: "you have leisure to make such a bun."

Song Yan smiles and says with no modesty: "cooking food is my biggest interest. I always dreamed of being a gourmet before."

"And now?" Li Qingyu asked along with her meaning.

Song Yan thought about it and said, "now, I'm not so keen. I'd better cook it for the people I care about."

After listening to her words, Li Qingyu's eyes became extremely soft. She said that if she cooked it for the people she cared about, would it prove that he and his son were the people she cared about?

"I just want to be a good journalist now." After half a ring, song Yan added.She also chose to be a reporter for a reason. She wanted to find out about the Song family in those years, and whether the death of her parents and brother was man-made, or whether it was their suicide because they couldn't stand the inner condemnation?

She had a very happy home, but overnight, everything was gone.

She still remembers that when her parents and brother were still there, they loved her very much, but before she had time to honor her parents, they had already abandoned her.

"Come on then." Li Qingyu didn't ignore the darkness in her eyes. He didn't know if she thought of something sad and didn't know how to comfort her, so he had to cheer her up.

"Come on, Ma Ma!" Xiaobaozi also cheered her on.

Because of their father and son's encouragement, song Yan's eyes gradually disappear, and the whole person becomes full of fighting spirit. "I will refuel well, and I won't let you two down."

"Ma Ma, this bun is so cute. I can't bear to eat it. I want to hide it." Li Qingxuan after eating noodles, staring at angry bird bag, a salivating appearance, but is reluctant to eat.

"Silly boy, this one needs to be eaten. It can't be hidden. It will be eaten by the mouse." Song Yan coaxed him, "do you remember the cartoon of cat and mouse?"

Li Qingxuan nodded, looking at the lovely bun in front of him, still reluctant to eat.

"Baby, eat it. I'll make it for you when I have time." Song Yan continues to coax him. Seeing that he is so cute, her heart will be sprouted by him.

Li Qingxuan just picked up the steamed stuffed bun on the plate, carefully bit a small bite, then a big one, and then a few times, a steamed bun was solved by him.

Li Qingyu and song Yan can't help laughing.