Chapter 923: Their Son, Named Jiang Sheng

if there were problems with their relationship, he was willing to stay by her side all the time.The wind has changed, Huo Shaoting became a perfect gentleman.Ho's stock in the West Asia has not fallen...Huo Jiao said very calmly, "Our son Jiang Sheng! Jiang Lan, listen, if you don't trust me, we can take a paternity test."

Jiang Lan listened, still staring at her.

Huo Jiao didn't want to look at him anymore. She gave a self-deprecating smile: "Isn't it ridiculous The child is so grown up, and you don't even know."

Actually, she wasn't hiding anything.

She didn't deliberately avoid him. Over the past year, she was pregnant and gave birth, bringing a child back with her… Now that she’s back, she ran into him, of course she has to settle things properly.

After a long silence, Jiang Lan listened and asked: "Can we not get divorced if we have a child"

Huo Jiao laughed with a light and airy grace.

She countered, "What use would I have for you Am I keeping you around to spite myself"

Actually, there wasn't really a big conflict between them. It's just that he didn't love her... All those feelings she thought were love were probably just temporary dopamine rushes. Over time, they faded away.

What remains is the truly messy reality of married life.

Later, they didn't speak again.

The driver drove the car to her place, the same apartment building as before. As soon as he opened the door, a scent of children wafted out—a milky, soft fragrance.

Jiang Lan couldn't describe her feelings.

He only knew that when he first saw Jiang Sheng, he fell in love with her.

Fair and tender, it looks particularly good.

He is not only handsome but also has charisma.

When Jiang Lan took the child from his aunt's arms, his eyes became a little moist. He wanted to speak to Huo Jiao, but Huo Jiao directly went into the bedroom to change clothes...

His eyes darkened.

He looked at the sexy dress she was wearing, remembering her dancing with others just moments ago. He knew in his heart that she had given up on him, but he refused to let go.

For years, he has not signed his name.

He couldn't quite put into words how much he loved her, but he stubbornly refused to let go, unwilling to allow her to belong to anyone else.

Little Ginger is 6 months old.

He laughed gleefully, his chubby hands and legs waving and kicking vigorously. The aunt beside him couldn't help but say, "The young master seems to really like his father!"

Jiang Lan couldn't help but hug the child.

At this moment, Huo Jiao walked out of the bedroom. She had taken off her makeup and changed into casual clothes. Her face was naturally beautiful even without any makeup. Her long hair was tied up in a ponytail because she needed to hold her son. She still looked very young and seemed to be doing well.

Jiang Lan, however, felt that he was getting old.

He felt resentment building inside him.

With a servant standing nearby, he couldn't speak loudly and whispered, "Why didn't you just tell me about your pregnancy Why send me a divorce agreement"

"There's no love left!"

Xiao Jiangsheng is still young and doesn't understand these things. Huo Jiao didn't hesitate and said directly: "I don't feel love in our marriage, but I want this child. Of course, if Jiang Lan, you are stingy, I have no choice but to say nothing, and I won't sue you. Our Huo family can't afford to lose face! Now the amount of child support is entirely up to your conscience."

Jiang Lan was both amused and irritated.

He looked at her: “As soon as you come back, it’s to ask me for child support”

Also, she said there was no love between them anymore, and he didn't think that was right. He had never had thoughts of moving on, he thought she did too, so how did they end up like this

He explained, "I was very busy at that time."

"She choked back her words, she asked her aunt to move out of the way first, and waited until everyone had left before she picked up the child. She whispered, 'I don't want to hold grudges with the dead, but Jiang Lan, think about it yourself. When you were with Song Qingqing, even if you were exhausted, you would pick her up from work late at night and cook for her at your apartment... And I, your wife, have to wait half a month to see you. I'm going abroad, I want to say one thing to you, do I have to go through your secretary Tell me, what kind of husband and wife are we'"

"The child is just an accident! If you don't want it, I'll raise it myself."y walked out of the stifling house, the image of the young man's death still lingering in his mind.He stood in the wind and snow, smoking half a pack of cigarettes....until he got home. The warm light...