Cheng Yingxuan raised his head from the page of mobile phone stocks, glanced at the document, and the table above wrote the Jiasheng Hospital Paternity Test Report.

Just glancing at it, she didn't even ask the question, and she went back to continue distributing the stock.

Yan Shiting's hand holding the document shivered unconsciously.

With a wave of his hand, the bodyguard retreated intentionally.

Yan Shiting took a deep breath and concealed the tension in his eyes.

Yes, he has never been afraid of anything, nor is it possible to disturb his emotions because of something.

In addition to Cheng Yingxuan mother and son.

His eyes fell directly on the last line of the report paper, clearly writing:

After identification, two samples confirmed no blood relationship.

The heavy loss instantly rushed into his heart, quickly spreading across his chest, and the whole person was almost desperate in despair.

He smiled sarcastically.

Knowing that he has no fertility, he must do such a paternity test report.

Knowing that Xiaobao could not be his child at all, he still had to identify it.

Knowing that this is the result, he still refused to give up!

It is because he thought that there would be a miracle that would make him a child without any hope.

Unfortunately, miracles will not happen.

Sorrow is greater than death, and excessive disappointment becomes despair.

He stared at her beautiful profile. Did he ever ask her if he wanted a child? Her answer is yes.

It is impossible for him to give her a child for life, and he cannot have a blood relationship with her.

In other words, a crippled man with no fertility and ruined his left face is not worthy of her!

The moderate temperature in the room inexplicably gives a strangely cold.

Where there seems to be Yan Shiting, Dusen is cold like a **** that makes people fall into a chill.

Morihan radiated from him naturally, a bitter despair.

She really can't ignore it.

She replaced one of Xiaobao's hair with the hair of the little brother who sold cakes, and took it with Yan Shiting's hair for a paternity test. The result, of course, is of no blood relationship.

I also told Yan Shiting countless times that Xiaobao was not his child.

She thought that the appraisal was just to let Yan parents die, he could not hope.

But Yan Shiting's aura made her feel that he wanted to die.

Is he so desperate?

He wants a child, so he can go to another woman to be a test-tube baby.

Although more than five years ago, his sperm was almost dead, after all, he still picked out a dozen or so.

She didn't even know that his sperm had died down as early as a few years. Not to mention, the best doctor had checked that he could not produce live sperm again.

Hidden from him, Xiaobao is his biological matter, she is guilty.

But she did not want to enter the Yan family, nor did she want to lose Xiaobao.

Can't be sorry for him.

She looked up and looked in his direction.

I thought he would see his desperate and sad expression. Unexpectedly, his face was cold and impenetrable, and no emotion could be seen in the cold eyes.

Pulling out the cramp of the bedside table, he casually tucked the appraisal report into the cramp. Yun Dan's attitude seemed not to regard this result as anything.

Who is Yan Shiting?

Born high above, how could a woman read a joke. Even if it was his beloved woman, he did not want to see any pity in her eyes!

He won’t tell her that he can’t have his own child, he won’t tell her how painful this appraisal report is!

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