Chapter 16: Handsome, good genes

Wen Ci tiptoed out of the wheelchair and got into the passenger seat of the Maybach.

Xie Peizhou helped her close the car door, walked around the front of the car and entered the driver's seat.

There was still sadness and regret in the woman's eyes.

Xie Peizhou glanced at her and fastened his seat belt, knowing that she was still sad about her father's affairs.

Patients with advanced gastric cancer suffer tremendous pain.

Xie Peizhou had suggested a long time ago that he let his father pass away peacefully, but the old man refused. No matter how painful his life was, he still missed his father and wanted to see his young son, whom he had loved all his life, get married, have children, and have a happy and healthy family.

Xie Peizhou saw the cigarette box in the central control area, took a deep breath, and didn't reach out to take it.

With her slender fingertips, she lowered the air conditioning temperature in the driver's seat by two degrees. Her voice was low and tired. "I've been too busy lately and haven't had the time to personally check your experiences abroad over the years. Honestly, what's going on with this bastard?"

Bastard?

Wen Ci's face turned pale.

His daughter's soft, sweet and well-behaved face appeared in front of him, and Xie Peizhou actually called her a bastard?

Wen Ci: "I don't allow you to say that about her!"

Seeing Wen Ci still defending this illegitimate daughter, Xie Peizhou's face turned cold, "If not a bastard, what is it? That night she said on the phone that she was four years old. Doesn't that mean you got pregnant right after going abroad? How old were you five years ago? This man is a beast!"

Xie Peizhou closed his eyes, gnashing his teeth to suppress his anger and talk to her properly, "Who is that beast? Did he force you?"

The coldness around the man seemed to want to tear the "beast" from that year into pieces!

Wen Ci pursed her lips, not daring to continue looking into his cold, angry black eyes. Her palms were sweating. "He didn't force me. I did it of my own accord."

"voluntary?!"

Hearing this answer, Xie Peizhou's face turned pale, and the nameless anger in his heart seemed to set the whole car on fire.

He quickly picked up the cigarette case from the center console and lit the lighter with a "click".

The nicotine he inhaled deeply into his lungs temporarily suppressed his urge to tear the dead woman into pieces.

In three puffs, the cigarette is gone.

Xie Peizhou smoked half a pack in a row.

The narrow interior of the car was filled with smoke, and it was even impossible to see clearly in front of the windshield.

Wen Ci coughed violently because of choking.

Xie Peizhou listened to the coughing impatiently and looked at her coldly: "Wen Ci, you are really crazy!"

After saying that, he threw the lighter back into the central control area.

Roll down the car window and turn on the ventilation mode.

After the view in front of the windshield became clear, the man stepped on the accelerator and the Maybach shot out instantly.

Wen Ci was startled and her body fell forward and hit the back of the chair heavily, and her back felt numb and painful.

She didn't say anything, knowing that Xie Peizhou did it on purpose.

Along the way, the two did not say a word.

Half an hour later, the Maybach stopped at the door of the office building where Wen Ci Studio was located.

When Wen Ci was about to get off the car, Xie Peizhou's dull and hoarse voice rang out, "Are you still in contact with that man?"

Wen Ci unbuckled her seatbelt and said calmly, "Very rarely."

"You've been living with our daughter all these years, and he doesn't care at all?"

"He doesn't know his daughter exists, and," Wen Ci glanced at Xie Peizhou's cold and sinister face and said softly, "He's getting married soon."

"marry?"

"A married man?"

Xie Peizhou's face turned pale twice again, and he was almost angry to death.

"What on earth are you after?"

Wen Ci was silent for a moment, "He's good-looking, very handsome, and has good genes."

Xie Peizhou: "..."

Wen Ci turned around and pushed the passenger door. She accidentally saw a photo in the crack of the door and picked it up.

When she saw the contents of the photo clearly, her fingers went cold and her heart felt as if it were pierced by a thousand silver needles at the same time, causing her excruciating pain.

This is the wedding photo of Xie Peizhou and Song Wanqing.

Black tuxedo and white wedding dress.

The couple is really beautiful.

Wen Ci endured the heartache, curled the corners of her mouth, and handed the photo to Xie Peizhou, "Uncle, congratulations. Your five-year long run with Song Wanqing is finally coming to an end. Happy marriage."

Xie Peizhou took the photo and looked at her face full of sincere blessings, his dark eyes filled with emotions.

Wen Ci: "I wish you and Song Wanqing... a baby soon. Although Grandpa Xie may not be able to live to that day, I believe he will be happy even after he passes away. You don't need to worry about me and my daughter. I will take good care of my child."

Xie Peizhou frowned and watched her limp into the office building.