Consider it his repayment to Gu Qianqian's mother and son.
Although Yuan Bao never mentioned that he wanted a father, there was no child who didn't want to know his biological father. Mo Ran never doubted this.
As for whether he and Qi Mingye have that fate, it all depends on God's will, not to mention that this is just his guess. After all, without a piece of DNA test certificate, he has no right to decide anything for their mother and son...
"If you really want to say something, just say it openly. Hesitating like this will lose your bearing!" Qi Mingye's lips were raised, but his eyes were bottomless, and he was very angry at Mo Ran's pretentious gesture.
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He didn't want to miss anything about Gu Qianqian, otherwise with his temperament, he would have thrown up his sleeves and left long ago, and there would be no need to listen to Mo Ran's nonsense.
Mo Ran smiled, with a graceful posture, and the movement of turning the wheelchair gracefully was like a gentle young man coming out of an ancient painting. Three thousand pink beauties were not even half as elegant as him.
A glimmer of light flashed in his black eyes, "If you really care about her, you might as well carefully consider what I said. If you don't have the patience, just pretend that I didn't say anything and pray that the president will leave slowly."
Qi Mingye narrowed his eyes, and a series of deep rays of light flashed across his pupils. His eyebrows were tightly knitted, and he took a deep look at the proud Mo Ran. His tall body turned and walked straight out.
He will naturally investigate what he wants to know. As long as Gu Qianqian is by his side, no one can take her away from him!
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The old house of the Lan family.
The poppies and poppies in the garden were fluttering wildly in the wind, and the huge flower bones were swaying with the charm of a girl. The air was filled with an intoxicating floral fragrance, carrying the smell of sinking into hell.
A rocking chair was placed in the garden, and a majestic figure lay lazily on the rocking chair. His big hands with clear knuckles repeatedly hit the armrests of the rocking chair, as if he was dozing off, but also seemed to be thinking about something.
On both sides of the rocking chair stood two rows of bodyguards in black, holding elite weapons, leaving no trace of their defenses exposed.
"Master, the latest news is that the Second Young Master's villa has been frequently visited recently, and there seems to be a very important guest visiting." The personal assistant who had been following Lan Jue carefully approached him and reported respectfully.
"What did you call him?" Lan Jue stretched out his lazy waist, like a sleeping cheetah awakening, stretching out its bloodthirsty claws and looking angrily at the assistant who made the sound.
"My servant made a mistake. Master, please forgive me." The assistant was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat and knelt down on the ground with a thud.
"A bastard, is he worthy of being called the second young master?" Lan Jue's eyes dimmed, "If you let me hear you one more time, I will pull out your tongue, roll up, and finish speaking!"
"Thank you, Master, for not killing me." The assistant stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, stood up respectfully, and stood next to Lan Jue.
"My subordinates sent people to check and found out that the people staying in Rui Villa are a woman and a child. It is said that they are a mother and child. Yes, they are that person's woman and child."
After struggling for a long time, the assistant did not dare to call Lan Rui by his first name, so he had to use that person instead.
Fortunately, Lan Jue was immersed in the news he brought and didn't pursue it further, so he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"What are you talking about? You said that bastard has children, a boy and a girl!" Lan Jue narrowed his sharp eyes like a cheetah, sat upright in the rocking chair, and glared at the assistant beside him.
