About half an hour later, Qin Anan returned home.

She hurried into the house, not even bothering to change her shoes, she walked straight to Fu Shiting and asked, "Where's Xiaohan? Why are you alone?"

Fu Shiting was about to speak, but she noticed that there was something wrong with his clothes.

"What happened to your clothes?"

His shirt was crumpled, she walked behind him along the folds, and saw a piece of the back of his shirt was torn and ripped off.

From the rotten place you can see the blood dripping from the skin inside.

Although the blood has coagulated, I can imagine that it should be very painful.

"Did Xiaohan bite?" She walked up to him and looked up at him.

"It's my fault," he said lightly, "He's in the room."

"Oh, I'll take a look first. You wait here for me," she said, heading upstairs.

Mike swaggered behind Fu Shiting, took a good look at his wound, and sighed: "My brother Han has such a good mouth! It looks like you were bitten by a dog!"

Fu Shiting turned around and looked at Mike with dark eyes: "Mike, is Qin Zihan my son?"

Mike's expression froze, and after a few seconds, he recovered: "What are you talking about in your sleep! Didn't you force your first child with Qin Anan to kill him? Xiaohan was adopted by Anan! Do you want to see the adoption certificate?"

Fu Shiting nodded: "Show me the adoption certificate."

Mike: "???"

Fu Shiting: "What's wrong?"

Mike blushed and felt guilty: "The adoption certificate is not with me! You have to ask Qin An'an to ask for it. But I advise you not to ask her for it, because when you mention Xiaohan to her, it will definitely remind her that you almost strangled Xiaohan. thing."

Fu Shiting: "I apologized to Xiaohan today."

"What's the use of apologizing?" Mike decided to take this opportunity to test him, "Even if Xiaohan is really your son, but you did something like that to him, he won't recognize you."

Fu Shiting felt like a sharp knife had been stabbed in his heart.

Mike was right.

Even if he is Xiaohan's biological father, Xiaohan will never forgive him.

It's like he hasn't forgiven his father until now.

He never imagined that he would live as the person he hated the most.

Mike saw that his eyes were slightly red, his mood was low, he didn't say a word, and he coughed awkwardly: "I'm joking with you! But Xiaohan's temper is really big. If you offend him, he will definitely not forgive you. Unless���

"Unless what?" Fu Shiting asked in a hoarse voice.

"Unless An An asks him to forgive you." After Mike told him the method, he changed the subject, "Why didn't Yin Yin come together? I also wanted to ask her what she thought! She even sneaked Xiao Han to participate in that kind of large-scale event. The game. It's good to win the championship, otherwise it will be a shame."

"I asked the bodyguard to take her home."

"Oh, I think you need to have a good talk with her. Or you make it harder for her to study."

Between the two of them talking, Qin Anan walked downstairs.

She has a medicine cabinet and a men's T-shirt.

"Mike, go and accompany Xiaohan." She said to Mike.

"I'll take him out to play!" Mike walked to the stairs a few steps and whispered in her ear, "Fu Shiting suspects that Xiaohan is his son."

When she heard this, she was shocked.

Fu Shiting sat on the sofa, staring at her with deep eyes.

She felt his gaze, so she forcibly calmed down and walked in front of him.

"I'll help you treat the wound."

He meekly unbuttoned his shirt button one by one, then took it off, revealing his lean upper body.

She shyly lowered her eyes, opened the medicine box, and took out the antiseptic and anti-inflammatory medicines from it.

"Qin An'an, can I ask you a question?" He said suddenly, making her emotions tense.

"I'll help you deal with the wound, don't let me be distracted. Otherwise, don't blame me for tearing your wound." She was afraid that he would ask Xiaohan's background.

As long as he digs deeper, he will soon be able to find out that Xiaohan is his son.

Her threats took effect, and he didn't speak again until the wound was bandaged. JrNovels.com