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"If you don't believe it, you can ask an Shaochuan." After saying that, song Yan hung up directly.

Li Qingyu held her tightly in his arms, "everything will be all right."

"Yes." Song Yan felt a lot more relaxed after she said the words, but an Shaochuan was afraid to suffer again.

Settle down.

An Guohui violently kicked open an Shaochuan's door and angrily walked into his room. Before an Shaochuan could react, he slapped him severely.

"Rebel, you got a fake marriage certificate!"

An Shaochuan was hit with a burning pain in his face. When he heard what he said about the fake marriage certificate, he was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted, "Dad, how do you know?"

"It doesn't matter how I know. Now Song Yan knows." An Guohui looked at his son, who had not achieved enough and had more than failed, and there was no place to vent his anger.

Hearing the news, pan Xueni and Ann Kay, who had just arrived, also heard such things, and they all looked incredulous.

If the marriage certificate of an Shaochuan and song Yan is false, he and song Yan have not been husband and wife for a long time, so it is really impossible to want song Yan to come back and settle down and even get what she has in her hand.

"How could she know?!" An Shaochuan was a little confused. Song Yan, who seemed silly in his eyes, even knew that the marriage certificate was false.

However, she is a reporter. If she wants to know something, she can naturally make an open and secret investigation, but she doesn't think she has the ability to find out that the marriage certificate is false.

So there must be someone behind her, the man who suddenly appeared and beat him up?

However, the license plate number of the car he saved song Yan from driving at that time had been scrapped, and there was no way to find out who the real owner was.

"Why not? She told me herself." An Guohui is still full of anger. An Shaochuan sees more and more like a loser in his eyes. He has trained him for so many years. "From today on, no matter what method you use, I will give me the things in Song Yan's hand."

Pan Xueni coldly hooked her lips, and her eyes were stained with a bit of malice, "I said to find someone to kill her directly, and you didn't listen to me."

As soon as an Guohui heard pan Xueni speak, he became more angry, "fool!"

After spitting out these two words coldly, an Guohui left an Shaochuan's room, leaving only their mother and son.

An Kaiyi looked at an Shaochuan and asked for confirmation: "is your marriage certificate with song Yan false?"

"Yes." At that time, an Shaochuan was forced by his family to marry a second-hand goods. He felt that it was a shame in his life, but he had to marry her. Therefore, in order to cope with everyone, he entrusted someone to get a fake marriage certificate.

He wanted to wait until he got the things in Song Yan's hand, and then tell her face to face and beat her hard. Unexpectedly, she knew in advance. It was his negligence.

"That woman, I didn't like her at all. Fortunately, you didn't really register to marry her at the beginning." Pan Xueni's eyes are a little happy. An Shaochuan's treatment of song Yan is tantamount to giving her a bad breath. When she sees her next time, she won't slap her face in the face.

Ankai Yi also thinks that this matter is not very important. It's just something in Song Yan's hand

"Brother, how do you get close to song Yan again?"

"Don't worry, she can't run." An Shaochuan said with confidence, and his eyes are also infected with some sinister. He doesn't believe that song Yan can hide all her life, and that she can be so lucky not to be caught by him all her life.

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Of course, we can't let her run away. Ankay and pan Xueni haven't settled accounts with song Yan yet.

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Early the next morning, song Yan got up early and made breakfast for their father and son. She made sauce noodles, angry bird bags and, of course, hot milk.

After Li Qingyu and Li Qingxuan finished washing, he walked down the stairs with him. When he approached the table, the eyes of the little steamed stuffed bun immediately lit up.

"Have breakfast." Song Yan said.

As soon as Li Qingxuan sat down, he began to eat. Naturally, he ate noodles first, but Yu Guang in the corner of his eye kept staring at the angry bird bag, feeling particularly cute.

Li Qingyu also looked at the angry bird wrapped on the plate for a few seconds, looked at Song Yan, smiled and asked, "you have leisure to make such a steamed stuffed bun."

Song Yan smiled and said without modesty: "cooking food is my biggest interest. I always dreamed of being a gourmet before."

"What about now?" Li Qingyu asked according to her meaning.

Song Yan thought for a while and replied, "now, I'm not so enthusiastic. I'd better cook it for the people I care about."

After listening to her words, Li Qingyu's eyes became extremely soft. She said that cooking for the people she cared about would prove that he and his son were the people she cared about?

"I just want to be a good reporter now." After half a ring, song Yan added.

There are also reasons why she chose to be a reporter. She wanted to find out about the Song family, and whether the deaths of her parents and brother were man-made, or did they really commit suicide because they couldn't stand their inner condemnation?

She originally had a very happy home, but overnight, everything was gone.

She still remembers that when her parents and brother were still there, they loved her very much, but they had abandoned her before she had time to honor her parents.

"Then come on." Li Qingyu didn't ignore the darkness in her eyes. He didn't know whether she remembered something sad or how to comfort her, so he had to cheer her up.

"Ma Ma, come on!" Steamed stuffed bun also cheered her up.

With the encouragement of their father and son, song Yan's eyes gradually dissipated, and the whole person suddenly became full of fighting spirit, "I will cheer well and don't let you two down."

"Ma Ma, this steamed stuffed bun is so cute that I can't bear to eat it. I want to hide it." After eating the noodles, Li Qingxuan stared at the angry bird bag with a drooling look, but he was reluctant to eat it.

"Silly boy, this one needs to be eaten. You can't hide it. It will be eaten by rats." Song Yan coaxed him, "do you remember the animation of cat and mouse?"

Li Qingxuan nodded and looked at the lovely steamed stuffed bun in front of him. He was still reluctant to eat it.

"Baby, eat. I'll make it for you when I have time." Song Yan continues to coax him. Seeing his lovely appearance, her heart will be sprouted by him.

Li Qingxuan picked up the steamed stuffed bun on the plate and took a small bite carefully, followed by another big bite. Then he solved a steamed stuffed bun after a few times.

Li Qingyu and song Yan couldn't help laughing.

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