Chapter 12 Up to Ninety-Nine Percent

"Mr. Gu."

"Well, where is Mr. Han?"

A lazy voice came from the door with amusement.

Butler just heard the voice and knew who it was.

Butler looked up and saw a man in a white shirt and black suit pants, with his sleeves rolled up under his elbow and the car key in his hand. He walked in with an unruly expression on his face slowly.

"Master Gu, are you here to visit the little young master? The little young master is now in good condition." The scattered look on the man's face instantly dissipated and he slightly wrinkled, tilted his head, "What's wrong with Han Hao? Not feeling well?" The butler was confused for a moment, "When the young master followed Mester back today, his face had scrapes, and Mester seemed to be in a bad mood, so I figured something had happened." "Okay, I'll go up and take a look first." The man raised a file bag in his hand, and his slender legs stepped forward.

"Sir should be in the study," Butler added.

Without turning around, the man nodded with his back to the butler. Then he went upstairs and went straight to the study.

When he came to the door, the door of the study was open. Took the document bag, the man leaned against the door frame and gently patted the door. "Han Che, your package is here. Please sign for it." Not knowing what he was looking at, Han Che was somewhat absent-minded. The sudden voice made his eyebrows twitch. He looked up and said, "Service attitude is zero." "Well, do you know what I was doing when I received your call? The model arrived at my house a few days ago." The man raised his eyebrows, straightened up, took a few steps inside, and threw the file bag on the desk.

With his hands on the table, the man bent over and looked into Han Che's eyes. He said in a frivolous tone, "I didn't expect that Mr. Han also has a romantic affair." "Gu Feng!"

"Yes, I'm right in front of you. Calling my name doesn't harm me at all." There was still an unruly smile at the corners of Gu Feng's mouth.

Gu Feng was a good friend of Han Che for many years.

"Here is the result you want. Have a look." Gu Feng stood up, crossed his arms over his chest, lowered his head, and stared at Han Che.

Han Che frowned and glanced at him. Holding the document bag with his slender fingers, he felt a little nervous for a moment.

"What? You don't want to have a look?" Do you want me to help you?" Sitting on the armrest with his legs crossed, Gu Feng raised his eyebrows with his arms on the armrest and supporting his head.

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Che had already torn open the seal of the document bag, and there was no expression on his face.

Then he paused for a few seconds and took out the report.

Seeing that the bottom match index was as high as ninety-nine percent, Han Che subconsciously clenched the report and asked in a hoarse voice, "Is this the identification result given by the hospital?" "Yes, specifically for you to do it, it is accurate." Looking at the results on the report, Han Che's pupils trembled, and he grabbed the table with the other hand.

How could it be?

Why was the match rate so high?

Was what Song Yao said true?

Five years ago, Song Xinyue found him with the report and told him that she was pregnant with his child.

That night, when he was drunk, Han Che had completely forgotten it. At that time, Song Xinyue held the report in her hand, and he believed it without a doubt.

Even though he didn't love or even hate Song Xinyue, but was forced to do his duty, he could only marry Song Xinyue and give an account to his children.

"Han Che?"

"Che!"

"Han Che."

It was not until Gu Feng shouted three times that Han Che noticed him.

He frowned and loosened his grip on the report. The probability of the wrong DNA test was almost zero.

Now everything seemed to have a result, and it seemed to be a mess.

"What's going on? You have an illegitimate child?" Han Che's long and narrow eyes closed slightly, and his thin lips slightly opened. "Get out." ""

"What's going on? By the way that you look, it seems to be true? I haven't read this report. The doctor gave it to me and he sent it to you right away." "By the way, I heard that Hao was injured. What happened?" Now, there were more than one or two questions in Gu Feng's mind.

Han Che slowly opened his eyes, and a pair of narrow and long eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a hint of danger. "I was deceived, for five years." The current situation seemed to be like this.

What on earth did Song Xinyue do five years ago? And where had Song Yao been since she disappeared?

Why did Song Yao hate him so much?

"Fooled?" Gu Feng sat up straight, "It's a bit interesting. Han Che still has the day to be cheated? What kind of person is it that is so powerful?" Han Che didn't have the heart to pay attention to Gu Feng's flirtation at this moment, and responded absentmindedly, "Hmm." "Han Hao's birth mother is someone else."

Gu Feng was shocked, his mouth slightly open, "It's not that Song Xinyue? For so many years, I also feel strange. No child is not close to his mother." "Look at Han Hao, He didn't intimate with Song Xinyue at all." "Not biological, but also normal ......" Gu Feng said, suddenly losing his voice as if realizing something else.

Gu Feng suddenly got up and took a quick step to Han Che's front, "Whose child is Han Hao? Han Hao does not resemble Song Xinyue, but he still has some resemblance to you." "Han Che, hurry up and tell me the truth."

Han Che raised his eyebrows, with a little impatience in the corners of his eyes. "Would you suffocate to death if you don't speak?" "Okay, I'll shut up." Gu Feng knew that the young master was in a fit of anger. If he went to provoke him now, he was asking for trouble.

Sooner or later, Han Che would tell him because he knew Han Che well.

It would be better if Song Xinyue didn't hurt him. If she hurt, it would be hard to say.

"Where's Han Hao? Didn't he get hurt? As his uncle, I want to visit him." "Sleep."

With a cold face, Han Che glanced at the report again. He knew that what Song Yao said at the banquet was not that simple. He could see clearly the emotional change of Song Yao at that time.

What happened five years ago? Why did Song Yao seem to disappear?

"Han Che, are you really going to make me anxious to die?" Seeing Han Che didn't say anything more, Gu Feng was a little anxious.

"Do you know who Han Hao's mother is?"

"Who is it?"

"Song Yao."

There should be no second choice except her.

"Okay, whatever you want. I'll leave if you don't say. My sexy model shouldn't be gone at this moment." Gu Feng glanced at his watch, if Han Che didn't say he will not follow the toss, a good time cannot be wasted.