When Jiang Chan came out wiping her hair, she saw the little girl rolling around on the big bed. Her hair was in a mess like a little crazy woman.

"So happy?" Jiang Chan's hand paused and sat down by the bed.

The little girl stood up and ran behind her: "I'm very happy. I don't have to go back to that house. I've been with my mother all the time."

Her hair almost wiped the floor. Jiang Chan hung the towel on the next chair and suddenly faced the little girl Zelan.

"Zelan, your mother wants to divorce your father, and you have been with your mother since then." Jiang Chan must tell Zelan about such an important family event.

She won't tell her anything because the child is young. It is precisely because of the special family situation that she should know.

"OK." Zelan also sat cross legged, and the little girl looked at her solemnly.

"Do you know what divorce means?" Jiang Chan rubbed Zelan's head, worried that she didn't know what it meant.

"I know." Zelan broke her fingers. "Liang Liang in our class, his parents divorced, and he followed his father. Mom, I don't want to follow my father, I want to follow you."

After only three seconds, the little girl jumped into Jiang Chan's arms and hugged her neck.

"Mom won't let you follow dad. You'll always follow me."

Patted the little girl on the back, and Jiang Chan sighed. How important is a complete family to children? But if she deliberately ignored the sharp contradiction for the sake of the complete illusion, Jiang Chan thought it was a foolish practice.

"I'm just worried. If you get divorced, will you miss your father?"

"I don't want my father." Zelan sat in Jiang Chan's arms and played with Jiang Chan's long hair: "my father never accompanied me. I don't want him. I just want my mother. My mother always smiles recently."

Well, who says children don't understand anything? In fact, they may not understand those great principles, but they can keenly feel the emotions of adults.

"OK, mom will be happier in the future because she will stay with Zelan." she opened the quilt and lay in obediently: "Zelan, you should go to bed. Mom has something important to do tomorrow."

"Good night, mom."

"Good night."

When he met Jiang Chan that day, Chu Hanchen vowed, but Jiang Chan planted a seed of doubt in his heart after all. What Jiang Chan said was so unbearable that he subconsciously couldn't accept it.

But after calming down, he carefully recalled the past two years after he returned from the army and did find many doubts.

Once the seed of doubt was planted, Chu Hanchen had to understand that Chu Hongle looked more and more like song Wenxing. He is also a stable person. He quietly sent Chu Hongle's hair with his for paternity test.

If Chu Hongle was his son, he would be thousands of times better to him in the future. But if Chu Hongle is not his son and Chu Hanchen's face is gloomy, what Jiang Chan said is estimated to be true.

Chu Hanchen has been in the army for so many years. Many soldiers have developed well after they retire from the army. Combined, they are also a huge network of relationships.

No, he asked for help. He got the appraisal certificate less than the weekend.

That day happened to be the weekend. He took the appraisal certificate and patted his brother on the shoulder: "brother, you should be mentally prepared."

Chu Hanchen's heart was a click at that time. He had already made psychological preparations these days. The worst result was that Chu Hongle was not his son.

But when his brother said it to his face, he was still flustered.

When seeing that there was no parental relationship in the end, Chu Hanchen felt that he was black in front of him. Pinched his fingers, Chu Hanchen barely stabilized his mood: "I'll go first. Don't spread this matter."

The man hammered Chu Hanchen's shoulder and said, "don't you know who I am? Don't worry, my mouth is very strict. We should have professional ethics in our business."

"Thanks, brother." he slapped the man, and Chu Hanchen walked out of the paternity testing institution.

Even if he knew that Chu Hongle was not his son, Chu Hanchen didn't immediately want to divorce sun Miao. He and sun Miao have been married for so many years. He just came back two years ago and had been in the army before.

It's not easy for sun Miao to be at home alone. Besides, she took the child for the first few years, which is also very hard. From a certain level, Chu Hanchen realized that he owed sun Miao.

If sun Miao could calm down and live, Chu Hanchen might keep his mouth shut about it. But if sun Miao is still connected with each other, I'm sorry. He can't stand it no matter how tolerant he is.

Who is happy that the grassland above his head is green and can herd sheep?

After meeting Chu Hanchen that day, Jiang Chan didn't pay attention to him anymore. To be honest, she contacted Chu Hanchen, that is, she didn't want to see such a man in the dark for no reason.

As for whether the other party is grateful or not, Jiang Chan doesn't pay attention to what he will do next. Her main focus is on the song Wenxing family and sun Miao. What does anyone else have to do with her?

After calculating what to do tomorrow, Jiang Chan slowly fell asleep with Zelan in her arms. I hope the Song family can bear the blow tomorrow, but who cares about their feelings?

That day, it happened to be Monday. She sent off the little girl Zelan. Jiang Chan cleaned up and went to the community where the original owner lived with the divorce agreement.

It happened that song's mother and song Wenxing were both there. There was someone else in the living room, song Wenyue, song Wenxing's sister. Jiang Chan glanced and found that they were all there. That would be more interesting.

Seeing Jiang Chan standing by the door, song's mother's eyes were not eyes and her nose was not nose. She threw the remote control on the table: "Oh, after going out for so many days, I thought you would never come back."

Jiang Chan didn't change her shoes, so she came in: "of course I want to come back. How can I settle accounts with you if I don't come back?"

"Settle accounts?" Song's mother raised her voice and became more sinister: "do you hear me? Wenxing, your daughter-in-law said she would settle accounts with us. I haven't told you yet. Where have you been these days? Have you taken this matter to heart?"

Jiang Chan sat down at the dinner table: "I didn't care about this family, and you didn't care about me? Otherwise, how could you favor sun Miao's son, your eldest grandson Chu Hongle?"

Song Wenxing's hand trembled, and suddenly a cup hit Jiang Chan's foot: "what are you talking about? This is a housework. What are you doing with irrelevant people?"

This is song Wenxing's usual trick. If she is not satisfied, she will throw the table late. Every time he comes here, Bai Wei will compromise.