Cannon Fodder Fake Master Was Stunned After Being Reborn

Zhang Xiangyang said, "What's the matter?"

"That's it... Jian Xingsui, is he your own?" An Ran finally found the opportunity to ask: "You took the report that day, but I don't know the blood relationship between you and Jian Xingsui. I saw Jian Xingsui's blood type in the pavilion, he is B, both you and your mother are A, how could you be related to him?"

Zhang Xiangyang was stopped by the question. It would be better to say that at this moment, his blood was as stiff as coagulation. In fact, as early as two days ago when Jian Xingsui proposed a paternity test, he had thought about the possibility of this matter. There will be a day when it will be exposed, but what I didn't expect is that this moment will come so early.

Zhang Xiangyang had a thin layer of sweat on his head, he hesitated and said, "Ran Ran, listen to my explanation, I..."

An Ran said, "Mom and Dad, I believe in you, there should be some misunderstanding. You raised me all these years, I know that, I think you need to solve and deal with this matter by yourself and Jian Xingsui. However, Suishui's elimination this time has hit him a lot. I think, if possible, parents, you can take him back to his hometown to develop. I remember that the rent there is much cheaper than here, so I can help him open the door. A store or something, to solve the problem of work and food and clothing, life is still quite stable, isn't it?"

Zhang Xiangyang didn't react for a while.

He slowed down and said, "Ran Ran, what do you mean, you haven't told Jian Xingsui's blood type yet?"

An Ran smiled and said, "I think this is something parents and mother should discuss with him, so I didn't make an assertion."

Zhang Xiangyang breathed a sigh of relief and felt short of breath at the same time, so he had to say: "I understand, we will consider your suggestion, we will consider it..."

An Ran hung up the phone.

With his cleverness, he can already vaguely guess the truth of the matter, and this is the reason why he must stop it. Even if the Zhang and his wife are really in prison, it's fine, but if Jian Xingsui's real life experience is really better than the Jian family Even a wealthy family, then will the entertainment industry still have its own place to live?

I still have nothing now, and I can still make myself lose the C position. If Jian Xingsui has more room for development in the future, he will be reborn once, will he become a stepping stone?

No, he doesn't want it.

In this life, he will definitely kill all threats!

...

the other side

Shen family mansion.

This is the first time Jian Xingsui has come to the Shen family, and he is surprised by the style of the Shen family. Where is this home? It is obviously a manor. In fact, the Jian family is also a grand villa, but compared with the Shen family , it's still a long way off.

Shen Xingchen was still muttering: "Mom, I'm really hungry, let my aunt prepare something to eat!"

Xu Enzhen would look at Jian Xingsui from time to time on the road.

I don't know why, but she always had an inexplicable closeness to this child, and when she learned that he was wronged and did not debut, she always recalled that in the stairway that day, Jian Xingsui was so helpless that she could only hide by herself. The appearance of crying when she wakes up is actually just a child in his early twenties, but he has to bear so much alone. As a mother, even if it is not his own child, Xu Enzhen will feel distressed if he thinks about it.

"You know what to eat." Xu Enzhen glared at his son, then turned to Jian Xingsui with a gentle smile: "Child, are you hungry?"

Jian Xingsui didn't expect his wife to ask himself, he hesitated for a while, then nodded lightly.

Shen Xingchen shouted: "I'm hungry too, I'm hungry too!"

Xu Enzhen said: "Hunger can starve you to death, hold on."

Jian Xingsui didn't dare to speak beside him, but Xu Enzhen walked to his side very affectionately after getting out of the car, and said warmly, "Xingsui, what do you want to eat when you are hungry, my aunt will make it for you."

Jian Xingsui was flattered, and he said cautiously, "It doesn't matter, I don't care, I can do it."

Xu Enzhen shook his head in disapproval: "How can you do it? You just came out of the gymnasium, you've been training for over three months, and you haven't eaten much tonight, so you can wash up first, and the rest. Give it all to Auntie, and I'll arrange it."

Jian Xingsui listened to the gentle and kind voice beside him, and only felt hot and warm in his heart. It was the first time he was a guest at a friend's house, and he was really afraid that some people would get bored, so he was very nervous and careful when he was on the road. , but Xu Enzhen was so kind to him that his eyes were a little red when he was moved, and he just said gratefully, "Thank you auntie."

Xu En really loves this sensible child, and quickly said, "Thank you for what, you treat this as your own, don't be polite to know?"

Jian Xingsui nodded.

The two of them were unusually harmonious, like a picture of a mother's kindness and filial piety. Shen Xingchen in the back stared in disbelief and protested with a slap in the face. It seemed that he was dissatisfied, but he was not angry, just a little coquettish: "Mom, I didn't listen. Wrong, I just endure it when I'm hungry, how can my little brother be able to order food?"

Xu Enzhen glanced at him with a smirk: "What can't you eat?"

Shen Xingchen wailed: "Are you my mother, you, Jian Xingsui is your son!"

Chapter 41 Testing Blood Matching

This is the first time that Jian Xingsui has come to Shen's house.

In his impression, for example, the Jian family would hire several nannies to live in, but a big family like the Shen family is actually very quiet. After entering the house, it is not a splendid living room with a lot of precious antiques and cold marble and leather sofas. It is a very warm hall. The home is mainly composed of warm colors, mainly wooden tables and chairs, and handmade feather decorations will be hung on the walls.

There are also some storage compartments, which are filled with jars and warm flowers.