Chapter 307 (1/2)

Other people can not see him, he can understand, but that person is Wei Yan, how can Wei Yan not see him?!!

”Brother, take a closer look. Is he the Wei Yan you know?” Shen Dao's meaningful opening.

Zheng Quzhi is stunned and looks up to Wei Yan. Wei Yan is wearing a black suit. Her face is cold and cold. She is not familiar with the two figures around her. She is alone. She looks out of place with the people around her.

He stood in front of the man and said, ”hello.”

The man raised his head and looked at Wei Yan for a long time. He took a step back: ”who are you?”

”My name is Wei.” Wei Yan didn't reveal her name. She looked down on the man, touched the baby in her arms, and said in a slow voice, ”it's here to take your child.”

Zheng Quzhi slightly widened his eyes and took the child away? If things are like what Shen Dao said, the child is him, but why did Wei Yan appear in the place where he was born?

And Who is Wei Yan?

Why After more than 20 years, Wei Yan's appearance has not changed? Although there has been a vague guess before, but really put this matter on the surface, Zheng Quzhi suddenly found that his heart is some fear.

”What nonsense are you talking about?” The man is infuriated by Wei Yan's words, subconsciously hugs the child, full of guard. The child seemed to be hurt, and his mouth was shriveled and he began to cry. The sharp cry sounded in the corridor.

Wei Yan was calm and said, ”this child is ominous. If you take him with you, you will only bring yourself into trouble.”

The expression on the man's face becomes a blank, do not know what to think of, the face becomes pale.

Wei Yan continued to speak: ”his life is hard, he can only conquer the people around him. She killed her mother when she was born, and you will be next. ”

Seeing a silk hesitation on the man's face, Wei Yan's indifference was even more: ”don't you hate him? It was he who killed your wife, whom you did not easily marry, and may even kill you

”No He is the crystallization of my love with her... ” The man shook his head and looked at the crying child with tearful eyes. The tears fell down and dripped on the small face to make the baby cry more fiercely.

”But you live in poverty, your house is destroyed by the earthquake, and you can't support a child.” Wei Yan is still cruel, ”he is premature, doomed to be ill, and you have no money to cure him.”

”Fuck you!” Zheng Quzhi couldn't help scolding. In the impression, he was in good health since he was a child, and rarely got sick. He was like a cockroach who could not die. Otherwise, he would not have lived to this day.

But the man wavered.

”Can you take care of him?” The man tried to open his mouth.

”Of course.” Wei Yan still had no expression on her face. She straightened her cuffs and said slowly, ”I have money and energy and no children. The key is that I like him very much.”

”I will also give you a sum of money that can make you have no worries about food and clothing all your life. You can bury your wife in the beautiful scenery and buy a new house, so that you can stand upright in front of your father-in-law and mother-in-law. You don't have to face this child every day to remind you of your dead wife.”

The end of course is that the man was moved. He handed the crying child to Wei Yan and whispered, ”please treat him well.”

With that, he didn't ask Wei Yan for money. He turned around and left.

Zheng Quzhi looked at the clumsy Wei Yan who was holding the child. He was a little sleepy. From the moment of taking over the child, the expression on Wei Yan's face collapsed.