Noble Master’s Grand Marriage - C38

Su Yan’s brain was like a mushroom cloud that had exploded. His tongue was almost whole. “Wh-what did you just call me?”

Little Sheep seemed to be unable to see the grim situation that was unfolding in front of him. His little white teeth gleamed under the sunlight. “I’m calling you Big Sis. Mom showed me your photo. Big Sis, you’re even prettier than the pictures.”

Boom!

His words were too explosive, as if he was disguised as telling everyone his identity.

It was said that Su QIyuan’s ex-wife had been killed by him and Li Lifang, but he had never heard that she had an illegitimate child in the outside world …

Many of the surrounding reporters had secretly filmed this scene. Their minds were quickly forming tomorrow’s entertainment headlines.

Su Family’s secret service — — An illegitimate child from his ex-wife came to confess to his marriage with a high profile!

Hearing the cracking sounds next to his ear, Su Qiming couldn’t hold his face anymore. He flicked his sleeves and left in extreme rage.

“Su Yannan, what are you standing there for!?” Do you still want to be disgraced here with this little brother of yours?! ”

When he brought the little sheep back to the living room, there was no longer any trace of Wenpeng on the sofa.

Did he go back?

Su Yan let out a sigh of relief.

This was good as well. She had to avoid having to think of a way to avoid him again.

“Sis,” Little Sheep said timidly, tugging at her sleeve, “I’m hungry.”

Su Yannan rubbed his forehead helplessly.

After much difficulty in sending away Wen Heng, this great Buddha, he had to welcome a new Young Ancestor.

Just who had she offended? For some reason, she now had a younger brother.

Little Sheep’s eyes were pitiful. Su Yanzheng couldn’t just sit back and do nothing.

She picked up some food and dragged the little sheep to her bedroom.

The mobs were resting on the ground, but before they had even started to bark at strangers, Su Youting threw a chicken leg at them and said, “Be quiet!”

“Woof!” The monster eagerly ran to the corner with the chicken leg in its mouth.

Su Yan was sitting at the bedside with Little Sheep. He placed the food in front of him and said, “Go ahead and eat.”

The little sheep showed a grateful smile and then buried his head in his food.

It seemed like he hadn’t eaten for a few days. He wrapped the plate full of food into his stomach like a whirlwind.

Upon seeing this, Su Youting was dumbstruck.

Sensing her gaze, the little sheep timidly explained, “Sis, I’ve spent all my money looking for you. I haven’t eaten for two days.”

The little sheep is indeed very little sheep, even if they had a relationship they could still recognize the wrong person.

How could his family trust him to come out alone?

Su Yan Wen sat in front of him, trying his best to put on a kind and amiable expression for fear of scaring him.

“Why did you call me Sis?” she asked.

Little Sheep naively laughed. “Because you’re my big sister.”

“…” If she had a hair, she might explode on the spot.

She took a deep breath and asked another question. “What’s your name?”

The little sheep lowered his head and replied, “An Qingchen.”

Su Yan frowned, but he couldn’t hear clearly. “What?”

Little Sheep raised his head and fixed his beautiful eyes on her, “Qingchen Kawang, the Blue Ocean’s Qingchen.”

This familiar poem struck Su Yan, making him feel as if he had been struck by lightning.

She had heard her mother recite this poem more than once.

The resolute thought that Little Sheep had found the wrong person suddenly collapsed.

Su Yannan jerked his head away as his throat tensed up. “Who helped you pick it up?”

An Qingchen saw her reaction and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly. “Oh, my dad did it. He said that he loved his mother very much, so he gave me this name.”

“Mom told me that she loved this poem the most,” he said innocently, as if he hadn’t noticed Su Yantou’s pale face.

The smile at the corner of his mouth made Su Yan’s eyes burn. “Sis, do you think Mom loves Daddy a lot too?”

“Listen to me,” Su Yannan interrupted. The jokes in his eyes had disappeared, replaced with seriousness and seriousness.

“I don’t care who you are or why you’re looking for me, but let me tell you, Mom only gave birth to one of my daughters. She’s a good mother and a good wife, so please don’t throw any dirty water on her.”

An Qingchen was stunned by her harsh words, and her beautiful eyes quickly became misty.

“Sis, I didn’t …”

He tried to pull her away, but Su Yan slapped him away.

“My surname is Su. We can’t be siblings.”

Su Yan took a deep breath and stood up. She tried her best not to look at An Qingchen’s pitiful gaze as she pointed towards the bedroom door.

“Now, please go out and explain to everyone that this is just a misunderstanding.”

An Qingchen walked in front of her with red eyes. “Sis, do you think I’m a liar?”

Su Yan turned his head away.

“What about this one?” An Qingchen took out a photo from her chest pocket and carefully handed it to her, “This was taken by me and my mom a few years ago.”

Su Yannan took the photo and looked at the smiling woman in front of him. His mind buzzed as a chill ran through his entire body.

It was her mother, her one and only mother in the world.

But she kept staring at the photo, as if she were about to poke a hole in it.

I can’t believe it, Mom. Under the condition that neither she nor Dad knows about it, I secretly helped another child celebrate his birthday.

“Sis, it’s Mom, right?” An Qingchen asked with a grin. “Do you believe me now?”

The hand gripping the photo began to tremble uncontrollably. Su Yan took a deep breath and quickly regained his cool.

“What’s your relationship with the woman in the photo?”

“She’s my mother.”

“Impossible!” Su Yannan flung the photo at An Qingchen’s face. “Let me ask you again, who exactly are you?”

An Qingchen was shocked by Su Youting’s words. “Sister …”

“I’m not your sister,” Su Yan said expressionlessly. “We’re not related by blood at all. Please don’t touch each other.”

An Qingchen’s lips were moving, as if he wanted to say something. However, when he saw Su Yan’s expression, he didn’t say anything. He bent down, picked up the photo, and walked towards the door.

As his hand rested on the doorknob, Su Yannu suddenly called out to him.

“Hold on.”

An Qing’s heart skipped a beat as she turned her head expectantly, “Sis!”

Su Yan’s eyes were cold. “When you go out, don’t forget to explain it to everyone.”

An Qingchen lowered her head, “Oh.” Then she turned around and left.

However, before he could react, the door was suddenly opened by someone. An Qingchen didn’t even see who had barged in before the photo in her hands was snatched away.

Before Su Yannan could heave a sigh of relief, he heard another panicked shout by his ear. “Give me back my photo!”

With her heart in her throat, she rushed to the door. “What is it?”

An Qingchen gripped her sleeve tightly as her eyes reddened, “Sis, she stole my picture …”

Seeing Su Jia Qi holding a photo not too far away, Su Yannan’s expression turned cold. “Give the photo back to him.”

Su Jia Qi looked at the photo and pretended to be amazed.

“Why does the woman look so familiar? Su Yannan, isn’t she your mother who committed suicide? Huh, she’s actually still celebrating this kid’s birthday? “She looked at An Qingcheng with disdain as she laughed.” He can’t really be your mother’s illegitimate child, right?