Chapter 1192 This Is His Son (Part 2)

Qin Anlan closed his eyes. This is his son.

Qin Anlan's son.

He let out a long breath, his voice was suppressed, "Ye Liangqiu, you are damned."

She didn't say anything.

His fingers gently brushed his son's face, "Has he had a blood transfusion?"

Ye Liangqiu nodded, "Yes! But I don't know when it will be... There is not enough RH negative blood in the blood bank."

"So, I am the role of the blood bank, right?" Qin Anlan's voice was a little hoarse: "If I don't need blood, will I never know his existence in my life? Hmm?"

"Yes." She was blunt and deliberately provoked him.

Qin Anlan sat still for a long time, and his voice was very light, "Ye Liangqiu, you are so bold."

"Boss Qin doesn't like people to deceive." She leaned against the door and looked at him.

His fingers gently touched Xiao Muyun's slightly cold face, closed his eyes, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

This time, she didn't answer.

"Why did you find me this time?" He continued to ask, then stood up and slowly walked to her.

Her back was against the door, and he raised his hand slightly and pinched her cheek with one hand.

"Ye Liangqiu, what are you thinking about?" He lowered his head and looked into her eyes, his eyes burning.

She did not retreat, and looked into his eyes, sneering: "Qin Anlan, what am I thinking about? Don't you know?"

"Don't play tricks with me in the end." He pinched her face tightly, using 50% of his strength.

There was moisture in her eyes, but she stubbornly did not say a word, just looking up and staring at him.

"If you think I am hateful and think I have some plans, Qin Anlan, you can leave immediately now." She said coldly: "All my tricks were played a few years ago. Now, I don't think it is necessary to play tricks with President Qin."

"I don't care anymore, so I don't want to play anymore, right?" He suddenly let go of her cheek and pursed his lips.

At that moment, he found that there was an exquisite platinum ring hanging on her collarbone.

Strange, he was sure he had never seen it before.

Qin Anlan narrowed his eyes and looked at Ye Liangqiu: "Who gave this to you?"

"It has nothing to do with President Qin." She tried to avoid him in a panic, but he held her shoulder with one hand and held the ring with the other hand, and pulled it off with force.

The overly cruel force left a long red mark on her neck, and the skin was a little broken.

The ring fell into his palm.

He looked carefully, looking down at her, "Is it from Lin Xingyuan?"

Although he didn't have much contact with her in the past two years, he knew that she had been with Lin Xingyuan.

And now that he had just returned to City B, she knew that he had to suspect that she was playing tricks.

Ye Liangqiu wanted to take it away, but he couldn't. He pressed her shoulder with one hand and nailed her firmly to the door panel, and played with the ring with one hand, with a somewhat cold tone: "Do you love him?"

Thinking of this damn woman living with Lin Xingyuan with his child, and even letting that man hug her, he felt a touch of anger in his heart.

Staring at her eyes, not letting go of any of her expressions.

"It has nothing to do with Mr. Qin." Ye Liangqiu lowered his eyes and smiled: "Mr. Qin is not so self-indulgent as to think that I want to tie you up, right?"

"You, don't you?" His hand loosened hers a little, and she tried to stand up, but he suddenly pushed her down again.

Her head hit the door hard, with a thud.