271: C271 They Were the Children Who Fought Against Ye Ling?

C271 They Were the Children Who Fought Against Ye Ling?

Soong Mingzhe maintained his official smile and said, "Yes, a friend's child. Director Zhan, I'll take him to his mother first. Later, I'll go to the company to report to you about the specific situation."

Zhan Yeling glanced at the short child and walked outside.

At this moment, Aunt Soong pulled a few children and wanted to enter through the door.

It happened to be in the same direction as Zhan Yeling.

One went in, the other went out. In front of him, everything could be hit directly.

Xiong Miao watched from the second floor with her eyes wide open. One hand tightly held Bear's hand and the other hand pressed on the position of her heart to stabilize her heartbeat.

Zhan Yeling had seen Aunt Soong before when he was blocking her front door. What if he recognized that Aunt Soong was the Aunt Soong that she had always mentioned.

At this time, she was still holding onto the four children.

With Zhan Yeling's keen senses, he would definitely be able to detect something.

Just as Xiong Miao was so nervous that her heart was about to jump out.

Aunt Soong lowered her head and bent her waist. She held onto the children and moved to the side, like a servant making way for the Emperor.

Zhan Yeling did not even glance at her. He walked out with his long legs and sat on the noble Rolls-Royce.

The car drove away.

The panda's heart, which was hanging in its throat, finally returned to its original position.

"Mommy, isn't that a beautiful Shu Shu?" Beside her, a sweet and soft voice sounded.

Xiong Miao turned her head and saw Bear's pair of clear and bright big eyes that were filled with curiosity and yearning.

"Yes. But we are going to look for brothers and Grandma Song now." Xiong Miao squatted down and maintained a gentle smile as she changed the topic.

She still did not know how to explain Zhan Yeling's identity to the children.

Xiong Miao brought Bear down. Soong Mingzhe held Junjun's hand and was talking to Aunt Soong about something.

Seeing that she had come, Soong Mingzhe's expression was serious. "You guys play first. I still have things to do. Later, I will talk to you."

After he finished speaking to Xiong Miao, he handed Junjun's hand to her and left.

Aunt Soong felt that Zhan Yeling had really left, and only then did she let out a heavy sigh of relief.

"I lowered my head in time just now. He probably did not see me." Aunt Soong knew that Xiong Miao did not want Zhan Yeling to know about the existence of the children.

She had seen Zhan Yeling at Xiong Miao's house again. What if Zhan Yeling recognized her?

The matter of Xiong Miao having a child would be exposed.

Therefore, when she realized that the person walking over was Zhan Yeling, she smartly retreated to the side and lowered her head. She tried to reduce her presence as much as possible.

Besides, when someone with a powerful aura like Zhan Yeling appeared, the air was filled with restless molecules.

It made people subconsciously lower their heads, not daring to overstep their boundaries.

"I don't think so." Xiong Miao replied.

Zhan Yeling was blind, so he probably did not recognize Aunt Soong.

Of course, it was a secret that he was blind. She naturally wouldn't tell Aunt Soong.2

After that, Xiong Miao was immersed in the fear of being discovered by Zhan Yeling and did not have the mood to continue shopping.

She followed Aunt Soong and brought the children home.

Around five in the afternoon, Soong Mingzhe came.

He maintained a sunny and cheerful smile and greeted the children for a while before pulling Xiong Miao into her room.

His expression became serious. "Miaomiao, tell me honestly. Is Zhan Yeling the father of the children?"

Just now, when Junjun and Zhan Yeling stood together, the 90% similarity between their appearances was so obvious.

No matter how much he persuaded himself, he had to face reality.

Xiong Miao did not hide anything when Soong Mingzhe saw through her. She did not want to look away from him. "Yes!"

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