Jiang Yancheng couldn't help but clench his fist.
"I'm at the exit. Mr. Jiang, please pick me up. I have something important to give you." After saying that, Gao Zihan hung up the phone.
Jiang Yancheng still had two hours to board the flight, so he hadn't checked in yet. After Gao Zihan finished speaking, he walked out. He guessed that Gao Ziyan had asked Gao Zihan to come find him.
When he reached the exit, he saw Gao Zihan waiting for him, holding her suitcase in one hand and her child in the other.
Jiang Yancheng knew whose child this was without being told. His heart seemed to be stabbed to the bottom by something, and it was beating extremely hard, but it didn't feel like it was about to jump out of his chest. It was clearly as if someone was holding it in the bottom of his heart, and the beating was muffled. In the past, his heart was always floating, as if everything was possible.
Now, he was powerless to look up to the sky. He suddenly understood what Gao Ziyin meant. This child would be his from now on and had nothing to do with Gao Ziyin. From then on, he had nothing to do with Gao Ziyin either. The child belonged to him.
He originally thought that Gao Zinyin would raise this child by himself.
The facts were quite different from what he thought.
"This child is Ziyin's. As for whether it is yours, you can look at the appearance or do a genetic test. Ziyin will give you everything you want. From now on, she doesn't owe you anything. She said that she was overestimating herself and fell in love with you before. Now she knows she was wrong. Ziyin has never looked at this child since she was born. The child grew up eating milk powder. She has no feelings for this child. Even if the child cries, she turns a deaf ear to him. Maybe she has forgotten what the child looks like now. Since you asked her to give birth to the child, she gave it to you as you wished. This child is now given to you. Ziyin will never see this child or you from now on! Ziyin has nothing Feng Jin randomly named the child Alan. Ziyin could be so cruel to the child she had carried for ten months, let alone you. Ziyin is no longer a child, not so easy to deceive. She didn't want the relationship from the moment it was born, and it would not be easy to recover in the future. Ziyin had such a desperate idea and didn't think about leaving herself a way out. So, don't call Ziyin in the future. You and her, one is in China and the other is in France. From now on, we will have no connection! Child, do you want it? "After Gao Zihan said this, she pretended to take the child out of the plane. She had thought of these words on the plane.
She wanted to completely suppress Gao Ziyin and Jiang Yancheng. This way, Ziyin would never leave the country in her life, and Jiang Yancheng would have no thoughts about Gao Ziyin. Although Ziyin was indeed so cruel, what man would want such a cruel woman? Gao Zihan especially exaggerated Ziyin's cruelty. A woman who would be so cruel to her own child would surely chill a man's heart.
But think about it, Ziyin is really so cruel. The child is obviously her own, but she doesn't even look at him.
Gao Zihan could understand Gao Zinyin's despair.
Gao Zihan was venting his anger on Gao Zinyin's behalf, but also for his own selfish reasons.
No matter from which aspect, she didn't want Ziyin Guo to come and develop her own career from then on.
Jiang Yancheng kept gritting his teeth. It was the first time he felt so passive.
He took the child, but he didn't expect that the child would smile at him the first time he saw him.
Jiang Yancheng noticed the child's dimples at first sight.
The last time he saw her dimples in France, they were so beautiful. That was also the first time he regretted what he hadn't said. He knew he had dimples too.
All three of them.
The moment he saw the child, Jiang Yancheng's heart suddenly became unusually soft.
"This is the child's blood type information and the birth certificate. This is the brand of milk powder he drinks." Gao Zihan said, handing a brown paper bag and a can of milk powder to Jiang Yancheng. "This child has no relationship with our family from now on. My mother and I will not see him, and don't let the child know about us."
After saying that, Gao Zihan left.
It was Jiang Yancheng's first time holding such a small child, and he was not very good at it.
He looked down at the child and said, "Let's go, Jiang Qingyun."
Jiang Yancheng had never thought of the name Jiang Qingyun before, but he thought of this name the moment he saw the child. Gao Ziyin didn't even give him a name. Did he really treat him like a kitten or a puppy?
From then on, there were kittens and puppies wandering around the streets.
He called the driver again and asked him to come over.
The driver was not surprised. Didn't Mr. Jiang just arrive at the airport? Why did he leave again when the driver hadn't arrived home yet?
When we arrived at the airport, we saw Jiang Yancheng coming out holding a child.
The driver was surprised.
The driver had never seen Mr. Jiang in a suit and tie holding a child, and could not imagine what he looked like holding a child. Now, the driver saw that Jiang Yancheng was pulling the suitcase with one hand and holding the child with the other.
The driver quickly got out of the car and gave Mr. Jiang a handkerchief.
After getting on the car, the child kept staring at Jiang Yancheng and smiling, and Jiang Yancheng also stared at the child and smiled.
When two people face each other, the dimples seem to be in different directions.
"Where is Mr. Jiang?" asked the driver.
"My home in Dijingyuan." Jiang Yancheng said.
Dijingyuan was where Jiang Yancheng lived every day, and Gao Ziyin had never been there.
Arriving at Dijingyuan, Jiang Yancheng sat on the sofa, holding the child in one hand and looking at the child's birth information with the other. The French name is Alain, which translates to Alan in Chinese. The parent column is blank.
Gao Ziyin was so cruel that he refused to even reveal the identity of his relative. Jiang Yancheng clenched his palms again.
She is so heartless and cruel.
Jiang Yancheng looked at the child. The child was crying and hungry, but he didn't know how to make milk powder. He made some according to the ratio on the milk powder box and gave it to the child to drink.
Jiang Yancheng called the older sister in the Human Resources Department and asked her to buy a box of milk powder for Alan. Now—
Now I can only take him to Jiang Jingcheng's house.
Jiang Yancheng can't drive by himself now and has to hold the child.
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