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V171 Paternity Test [There is a conspiracy at the turn of this chapter~](2/2)

Obviously, Little Lemon reacted faster than her. Before she said anything, she had already trotted over. Her small body blocked He Yan's way. He looked up at him, then turned to Cen Zhiqiao, and suddenly said: "Mom

, was my uncle that day.”

Not to mention Cen Zhiqiao, even He Yan was stunned for a moment. Only then did he clearly see the person standing in the parking space next to him. He paused for a moment, then curled his lips and nodded at Cen Zhiqiao: "

Manager Cen, what a coincidence."

Cen Zhiqiao recovered from his shock and nodded: "Hello, Mr. He!"

The two sides looked at each other, but ignored the little lemon. The little guy couldn't help but feel a little unhappy. He pursed his lips and lost his temper.

"Handsome uncle, why do you only care about mom and not me?"

The almost coquettish tone caught He Yan off guard, as did Cen Zhiqiao. Seeing her son's familiarity with the 'stranger', she took a step forward to stop him, but unexpectedly He Yan had already bent down.

"Really? Uncle just said hello to mom first." The gentle smile approached that handsome face, becoming more and more charming.

Cen Zhiqiao couldn't help being stunned, and his footsteps stopped there.

"Then uncle said hello to mom, now it's my turn." Little Lemon raised her neck and said generously.

He Yan couldn't help but smile deeper and deeper, reached out and touched Lemon's little forehead, and then said: "Hello, my name is He Yan!"

"Hello uncle, this is the second time we meet, please take good care of me!"

The friendly greetings always touch the softest part of people's hearts. Suddenly remembering the last time he introduced himself like "lemons of lemons, lemons of lemons", He Yan's smile became a little deeper.

"Are you here for dinner?" He pointed to several restaurants upstairs.

Cen Zhiqiao nodded, and Lemon answered: "Uncle, too?"

"Uncle made an appointment with someone to come over to discuss something, but his friend has something to do and can't come, so uncle is going back now."

"Has uncle not eaten yet?" Little Lemon asked again.

It was obvious that the child was curious about everything, especially the handsome uncle in front of him, who felt very close to him.

That was a feeling he liked even more than Uncle Dongchuan!

"Yes, I haven't eaten yet!" He Yan smiled.

"Mom, can you let uncle eat with us? It's pitiful that he doesn't want to eat without anyone to accompany him. Let's go together!" Lemon suddenly turned his head and suggested to Cen Zhiqiao behind him.

Cen Zhiqiao was stunned. She didn't know when her son had become so familiar with her. Last time, she thought she was a bad person who bullied her. Why did she suddenly like her so much that she wanted to have dinner together.

She walked over and bent down: "But uncle may have other things to do, so mom can't make the decision. If you want to have dinner with uncle, you can invite me?"

"Yes." Lemon nodded heavily, then turned to He Yan: "Uncle, do you have anything else? Can I treat you to dinner?"

One sentence made both adults burst into laughter.

He Yan thought for a while, then nodded, stood up and looked at Cen Zhiqiao again: "This is my apology for letting you go to H City alone last time."

Unexpectedly, he would say this. Cen Zhiqiao was a little confused. Looking at that face, she could always think of another one.

"Oh, great, handsome uncle will have dinner with us!"

She was lost in thought when Lemon took the first step and took her hand. With the other hand, she held He Yan's hand and walked happily towards the elevator entrance.

We went to a Cantonese restaurant called Gangli. The Cantonese food there was very authentic and the three of us had a great time.

During the dinner, Little Lemon kept pestering He Yan, asking questions, and was very close to him. Cen Zhiqiao looked at it quietly, feeling a little surprised.

She had seen this situation thousands of times in her dreams. Now, even though she was not sure whether it was him or not, this scene still touched her.

If so, that would be great!

Although Cen Zhiqiao drove the car, He Yan insisted on sending the mother and son downstairs.

Lemon had fallen asleep, and Cen Zhiqiao got out of the car with him in his arms, and then walked to He Yan's car.

"Thank you Mr. He tonight!"

He Yan stuck his head out of the car window: "It's okay, go back and get some rest early!"

Taking another look at the little lemon in her arms, he stretched out his hand and touched his forehead again, feeling his heart become warmer and warmer.

Cen Zhiqiao's eyes suddenly felt hot for some reason. He didn't know what the emotion was, but he felt a little tight in his chest.

She gritted her teeth, knowing that there were more important things to do at this time, so she swallowed back her tears, and when she looked at him again, she had regained her composure.

"Mr. He!" she called, knowing that this was an opportunity given to her by God, how could she miss it.

She suddenly came closer, her little face close to his, and her eyes looked straight at him.

He Yan was startled, and he shrank back in haste, but Cen Zhiqiao stretched out his hand to stop him: "Mr. He, there seems to be something on your head."

He Yan paused and let her stretch out a hand to pinch her head, then laughed dryly: "Turns out I was wrong. Okay, I'm going up, please drive slowly."

After saying that, he turned around and left without looking back. He Yan was left sitting there, raising his hand to touch the back of her head that she had just touched, and it seemed that there was a slight pain.

What is she doing?

What is she doing?

Early the next morning, I left home early and took the hair I pulled out from He Yan's head last night, along with the lemon hair, to a doctor I knew.

Paternity testing is the most scientifically based thing.

It was also something she suddenly thought of yesterday. Instead of going through the trouble of checking again and again, it would be easier to do a paternity test directly.

This thing will not lie to anyone, if it is, it is, if it is not, it is not!

Thinking about it this way, she felt relieved. After sending it off, she drove back to the company.

But as soon as I entered Dong's door, I felt an inexplicable tense atmosphere coming over me. Everyone's face looked very nervous, and they felt like they were in danger.

Thinking that something might be wrong, I hurried to the office.

There was a rare silence in the office. Even Tong Ling was sitting upright, not laughing and joking like usual. Cen Zhiqiao was startled and knew that something serious must have happened, so he hurried over.

"What happened?"

Hearing Cen Zhiqiao's voice, Tong Ling suddenly raised her head and hurriedly came to her side as if she was a savior.

"Sister Qiao, something big happened."

event?

As soon as these words came out, Cen Zhiqiao was stunned: "What's the big deal?"

Tong Ling looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, so she took out a magazine from the drawer and stuffed it into Cen Zhiqiao's hand.

It was a fashion magazine, not Tong Ling's favorite gossip entertainment section. Cen Zhiqiao couldn't help but feel more and more strange. With doubts, he opened the inside page of the magazine.

After only turning two pages, I was stunned.

This is...

"This is our company's new product for the new quarter. Didn't it say it won't be released until next week? How..."

"Please read the signature clearly." Tong Ling reminded in a low voice.

If it was from their company, she wouldn't have to be so nervous. The key is...

"Lang Sen Clothing?" Cen Zhiqiao was shocked.

It's clearly a design drawing that their design department has been working on day and night, so how come it's signed by another company?

"So, early in the morning, the company's top management held an emergency meeting to find out what was going on."

Tong Ling murmured in a low voice, "But I guess, someone probably leaked the information, so this time, there will be something good to watch."

Cen Zhiqiao frowned, feeling uneasy for no reason, and even she felt inexplicable.

Just as he was taking the magazine to go back to his office, he heard Dong Xi's voice coming from outside the door: "Manager Cen, come here."
Chapter completed!
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