You, Ninth Wangye, Have a Special Preference

"Your Highness, I'm talking about the biological father of the children. You don't have any evidence, so why do you insist that my children are yours?" Su Qian raised her eyes to look at Xiao Yan. "Or is it that you, Ninth Prince, have a special preference for women with children?"

Crack!

Xiao Yan didn't say anything. Instead, he pushed his wheelchair forward and took a step closer to Su Qian.

Su Qian's expression changed slightly. "What do you want to do?"

"Since you said that I have a special preference, how could I disappoint your expectations?" Xiao Yan's smile was faint and harmless, but there was a dangerous cold light in his eyes.

Su Qian kept her face cold and retreated backward. She saw anger in Xiao Yan's eyes, but she didn't see any unnecessary offense. However, she didn't dare to let her guard down. Otherwise, if the man in front of her was a jerk, she would definitely not be his match.