The Female Partner Refuses To Be Cannon Fodder

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In other words, her role as a mother has adapted quite quickly.

Zelan dragged Jiang Chan's hand and jumped on the spot twice, and then collapsed her shoulders again: "Forget it, mom, you are very tired from work. You have to raise dad, I have grandma, and grandma will pick it up in the future. Me, although I don’t like her."

Jiang Chan squeezed Zelan's pigtails: "I swear that you won't let your grandma come to pick you up in the future. How about Zelan's mother's follow?"

Where does a four-year-old child understand the deep meaning of Jiang Chan's words? She only regarded this as Jiang Chan's guarantee: "I want to be with my mother forever, and my mother treats me best."

Jiang Chan held Zelan's little hand: "Don't you like Dad and Grandma?"

"I don't like grandma. Grandma is not good to me. Grandma took away all the pocket money my mother gave me. She bought small cakes for Chu Hongle from the Sun Class. She never bought them for me."

"Dad never hugs me, never smiles when he sees me, and I don't like staying with dad..."

In the sunset, the voice of the child's milk is getting smaller and smaller, and the figure in the afterglow is getting farther and farther.

Jiang Chan led Zelan to buy two outfits, and then took her to stay in the hotel. She booked a room here for one month, and it was estimated that one month would be enough for her to deal with the problem at hand.

As for the hospital, Jiang Chan has already taken two weeks of leave. The yard also knew her condition, and it was a pleasure to approve false land.

"Mom, shall we not go back today?" After washing and laying on the bed, Zelan felt a little bit unreality in her heart. She kicked the quilt and shrank into Jiang Chan's arms.

Holding the fragrant little girl in his arms, Jiang Chan looked at the ceiling: "If you don't go back, you won't go back there in the future."

"Great!" Zelan cheered and twisted in Jiang Chan's arms.

"Go to bed early. After mom sends you to school tomorrow, mom has something to do. Mom will pick you up in the afternoon. Don't go with her if anyone comes." Jiang Chan told her while rubbing her soft hair.

She will not deliberately shield Zelan from the outside world. Some things should be known to her children or she should know.

"Won't grandma come to pick her up and follow her?" The little girl blinked, a little bit big.

"Yes, if I have time in the future, I will pick you up every day. If I am not free, I will also call you and arrange for someone I trust to go there." Jiang Chan is firm, she can't wait to leave Song Wenxing's family all behind.

"I like mom the most."

Gently patting the little girl's back, Jiang Chan pondered the to-do list for tomorrow. When she came out, she brought all the necessary documents, besides a computer.

This was bought by the original owner when he was in college. Many of the notes were compiled by the original owner and so on. There seems to be something else in the impression? Suddenly thinking of something, Jiang Chan gently sat down in front of the desk.

After reading all the files in the computer, Jiang Chan chuckled lightly. It seems that what he will do tomorrow is more certain.

She and Zelan stayed comfortably in the hotel, but Song Wenxing and her son were not so comfortable.

The two waited at home until more than nine o'clock, and they didn't see Jiang Chan returning with the child. No one answered even when I called her. I didn't reply at all when I sent a message. Even if I wanted to call the police, it wasn't time.

Mother Song cursed: "It's really upset, she dare not come back? You didn't even want to kill a woman like this in the first place for her!"

Song Wenxing was upset at hearing: "Stop talking, go cook first!"

The next day, after watching Zelan go to kindergarten, Jiang Chan took a taxi to the place she had arranged with others last night.

Following the waiter to the elegant room of the tea room, Jiang Chan turned on the computer and waited for Chu Hanchen's arrival.

Around 8:50, a tall man walked in. Jiang Chan glanced quickly, his physique was very strong, his muscles were not too exaggerated, and he looked very capable.

"Mr. Chu, right? Hello, this is Bai Wei, I contacted you yesterday, please sit down!" Nodding at Chu Hanchen, Jiang Chan motioned him to sit down in the opposite position.

Not only Jiang Chan was looking at Chu Hanchen, but Chu Hanchen was also looking at Jiang Chan after coming in.

Looking at the age of about 30 years old, his face is very gentle, and his complexion is not very good. I think it is because of the exhaustion of life. Looking at her hands again, they are very slender and flexible, very eye-catching.

"We shouldn't know each other, what are you looking for?" Chu Hanchen was a direct person, and after sitting down, he went straight to the subject. After many years of military career, even after he was discharged from the army, his posture was very straightforward.

Jiang Chan straightforwardly said: "I want to divorce, this matter has something to do with Mr. Chu."

Chu Hanchen's lips curled up playfully: "We never knew each other. What does your divorce have to do with me? April Fools' Day hasn't arrived. Isn't it inappropriate for Ms. Bai to make such a joke?"

Jiang Chan made an inviting gesture: "As for me, the relationship with Mr. Chu is more complicated. I am the wife of your wife's third party."

Chu Hanchen is not calm now, "What are you talking about? How could my wife Sun Miao cheat? You must speak with evidence!"

Jiang Chan didn't panic at all: "I won't come to you for nothing. Your wife, Sun Miao, and my husband, Song Wenxing, are both university classmates. The two have been in love for a while."

"Later they went to work in the same hospital, and later I went to that hospital after graduation. On the face of it, your wife has nothing to do with Song Wenxing, but who can tell you exactly? Mr. Chu didn't expect to come. Have you been helping others to raise their sons for so many years?"

Chu Hanchen looked anxiously: "Lele is my son. You are an adult who wants to show evidence. Why are you so eloquent?"

"Just because you are still sitting here," Jiang Chan was very calm: "In fact, you also have doubts in your heart. Why is Chu Hongle not like you at all, right?"

"The child is like a mother~www.wuxiamtl.com~ This is nothing strange." Chu Hanchen squeezed his fist, suppressing the suspicion rising in his heart.

"Yes, there is no doubt that a son is like a mother, but if he is like another man, is there no doubt?"

Jiang Chan tapped his finger on the computer a few times, and then pushed to Chu Hanchen on the other side: "Get to know, this is Song Wenxing, my husband in name now."

"Look carefully at these eyebrows, are they familiar?" Next to Song Wenxing's photo is a photo of Chu Hongle. It doesn't matter if they are not put together, the contrast is very strong when they are put together.

Chu Hanchen settled down: "Even if Chu Hongle is not my son, but he grew up under my nose, no matter what others say, he is my son. What use are you saying?"

Jiang Chan applauded: "Well, I know that this alone can't convince you."

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