Chapter 1098: The Father of My Child

He glanced at the watch on his wrist, which showed six thirty-five. Because it was summer, it was already daybreak.

Ye Hao looked at the short earthen house.

The white paint on the wall looked like it was painted in the past two years. It must be that Yan Yan made money to renovate the house, otherwise the house must be shabby and unsightly.

Ye Hao stretched out his hand.

"Bang, bang, bang" he knocked on the wooden door vigorously.

When he knocked once and heard no sound, he clapped his hands directly, clapping loudly.

The sound woke up Chen Jiahang, who had just fallen asleep for a while.

"Who is it?" Chen Jiahang sat up from the bed, his eyebrows slightly condensed, and his eyes were full of doubts.

It was so early, no one should come to see him.

He Xiyan had already gotten out of bed and put on her shoes.

She just heard someone knocking on the door, a loud sound.

But she didn't hear any shouting. She knew that if someone from the village came to knock on the door, they would call Jiahang after knocking, but the person outside just knocked on the door without shouting.

He Xiyan frowned suddenly, and then a shocked expression appeared on her face. She could vaguely guess who was coming.

But she didn't know which one?

He Xiyan had already walked into the hall, and Jiahang had opened the door. He was still getting dressed and buttoning his shirt.

The two looked at each other, and their eyes were all haggard faces. Especially He Xiyan, because she cried too long last night, her eyes were swollen.

Chen Jiahang's heart was choked, and he felt indescribable discomfort.

At this time, the knock on the door came again, followed by a shout:

"Chen Jiahang, Chen Jiahang, come out and open the door."

The speaker was Ye Hao.

His information was delayed, and even now he thought the man in the room was a fool, a mute.

"Who is it?" Chen Jiahang frowned, but did not open the door immediately.

He was unfamiliar with this voice, and it felt like it was not someone he knew.

He Xiyan was so annoyed that she turned her face away, then closed her eyes slightly, and let out a deep sigh.

It was Ye Hao, she could tell. She was so familiar with the voice.

After a pause, she walked towards Jiahang, shook her head at him, and said, "I'll go open it. It's the father of my child."

He Xiyan used the child's father and called Ye Hao.

Chen Jiahang paused, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and his face became very serious.

He Xiyan saw that Jiahang seemed very angry, so she hurried forward, patted his arm gently, and said, "Jiahang, calm down. He won't do anything to me. He just came to find me."

He Xiyan slowly walked towards the door.

She knew that Ye Hao must have known that she was not in the castle through their daughter Xixi, so he found this place.

He was really annoying, like a psychopath.

He Xiyan shook her head speechlessly, and then pulled the bolt.

With a creak...

The door opened.

At the door was a man with a red face and clenched fists, who looked like he was going to fight.

"Ye..." He Xiyan just said one word, and Ye Hao walked directly into the room, and then walked in front of Chen Jiahang.

The two men looked at each other angrily, one looked irritable, and the other looked disgusted.

Chen Jiahang frowned tightly, and his serious face showed a bit of murderous intent.

Suddenly, he smiled and looked at Ye Hao coldly.