Chapter 13 The Protagonist Brought It Up

"Do you know Ye Cheng?"

"What?"

Gu Feng had turned around and was about to leave. Hearing the sound, he stopped.

"Ye Cheng."

"The one from the Ye group?" Hearing that, Gu Feng frowned. He had a vague impression of him, but they had only met a few times.

Han Che raised his eyelids and snorted as an answer.

"I don't have a deep impression of him, but I remember that he seems to be a capable man. There has been no movement in the past few years. The last time I met him seemed to be a long time ago." Gu Feng tried to recall a vague figure in his mind.

"Was he the leader of the Ye group?"

"I suppose so."

Before Song Yao announced that she would be the CEO of Ye group, not only them but also everyone agreed that Ye Cheng would be the future successor of Ye group.

But it didn't seem to be the case now.

"But now, Song Yao has taken over the position."

Hearing the two words from Han Che, Gu Feng was stunned. It had been a long time since he heard the woman's name again.

"I heard that you saw her?" Gu Feng didn't go to the banquet, but this kind of gossip had always been spread fast.

Since he came here today, he wanted to ask more, but he didn't mention it rashly because of Han Che's rejection of Song Yao before. Now that the main people proposed, he had nothing to hide.

"Is she Han Hao's mother?"

The older Han Hao grew, the more Gu Feng felt that this little kid resembled Song Yao more and more.

Especially when he knew that Han Hao's mother was not Song Xinyue, his first instinct was that it was Song Yao.

The report was still on the desk.

It seemed to be the best proof.

Seeing no response, Gu Feng shrugged and stopped asking.

"But why do you suddenly ask Ye Cheng?"

Han Che pursed his lips slightly. After all, it was because of the woman who suddenly came back, Song Yao.

Ye Cheng and Song Yao were originally people who couldn't connect together, so how did they get connected for no reason?

Song Yao disappeared for five years and became the CEO of the Ye Group as she came back, what is there in it?

And according to his observation, Duoduo was close to Ye Cheng, so their relationship must be unusual.

"Han Che, do you want to discuss with me or think deeply by yourself?" Gu Feng kicked the sofa with his foot making a "creaking" sound.

Han Che's mind was in a mess. So far, there were too many unsolved mysteries.

He was determined to investigate what had happened five years ago and find out the truth in detail.

"You can go back now. Thank you." Han Che looked at his watch and found it was late.

Gu Feng opened his mouth and wanted to say something. But when he saw Han Che's cold face, he shut his mouth again.

"Well, do not talk about it."

"Go home and sleep."

But when Gu Feng walked to the door with his back to Han Che, Gu Feng couldn't help but make a sound. With helplessness in his eyes, he said, "If you have anything, just contact me again." "Han Che."

Han Che stood up and left the study. He was in a bad mood and was about to go out for some fresh air, but he didn't expect that Song Xinyue was still there.

Han Che glanced at her coldly, "Why are you here?" "I..."

Song Xinyue was annoyed. She put her fist aside and forced a smile. "Han Che, this is also my home. Isn't it normal for me to be here?" "I'm worried about Han Hao, so..."

There was a touch of sarcasm in Han Che's eyes.

Worried?

They were not related. Why did she worry about him?

Since the two of them got married, Song Xinyue barely took care of Han Hao. She just took the money of the Han family for granted and being a rich and capricious wife at ease.

It was unusual today to play the affectionate between mother and son here.

"Han Che, what happened today? Why did Han Hao get hurt?" "It's none of your business."

It was late at night. The light in the living room was dim, and neither of them could see each other's expression.

Otherwise, Han Che could clearly see the changed look on Song Xinyue's face.

"Han Che, Han Hao is my son. How could he have nothing to do with me?" Song Xinyue got emotional quickly. Her voice was choked with sobs.

"Really?"

Han Che approached and looked at Song Xinyue. He changed the subject and asked indifferently, "Then why do I always feel that you don't look like a mother?" Being stared at by him, Song Xinyue felt very guilty. She turned her head to look at other places and bit the bullet. "Han Che, it's my first time to be a mother. I know I still have many shortcomings. I will work hard in the future." "Han Che, it's late now. Go to bed early." Song Xinyue was in a panic.

She felt that Han Che was very strange today.

Although Han Che didn't like her very much in the past, he had never given her such a feeling of uneasiness.

Somehow, she felt as if Han Che had seen through her, and her back was a little cold.

After saying that, Song Xinyue left and quickly walked back to her room, her heart still pounding.

She sat on the bed in the room and thought about everything carefully. She felt that there was no place to reveal the truth. There was also a certificate of her absence. Han Che would not know that she had something to do with the kidnap of the children.

However, the sudden return of the tenacious-life Song Yao disrupted her peaceful life.

She would never allow any changes to her hard-earned possessions.

No matter what kind of obstruction she had in front of her, she would root it out at all costs.

If she could "kill" Song Yao once, she could kill her for the second time.

It was the first time that Song Yao was lucky enough to escape, but she would not give her another chance in the future.

The next morning.

"Daddy."

"My face hurts." Sitting on the bed with messy hair, Han Hao rubbed his eyes with his chubby little hands and called in a sweet voice.

Lowering his head, Han Che looked carefully at the bruises on Han Hao's face. He couldn't help but think of the big and small people, and the emotional change in his eyes was unknown.

"Daddy, my face hurts!"

Seeing that Han Che didn't respond, Han Hao grabbed his arm and shook it several times.

Han Che took a slight breath and gently touched the band-aid on Han Hao's face. His voice was softer than usual. "As a man, can't you bear any pain?" With his mouth pouted, Han Hao leaned against Han Che's shoulder. His soft and cute eyes blinked. He raised his head and looked straight at Han Che. "Daddy, when can I see Duoduo and that beautiful aunt again?" "Han Hao, stop messing around today. Just stay at home. If you want your face to recover as soon as possible, be obedient." Han Che avoided the topic.

For all this, Song Yao and even Duoduo had to wait for a long time.

"Okay." The little boy, who hadn't received any reply, instantly became depressed, but he always listened to what Han Che said.

In the whole Han family, only Han Che could slightly control him.