"Dad, let's talk." Duan Qianyang said, coughing softly once, his complexion actually seemed a bit more colored.
"Talk about what, where is the child?!" The Duan family elder's face looked awful, having scanned the room and not found Xiu Xi, his expression became even uglier.
"That child, is not our Duan family's child," Duan Qianyang said.
The Duan family elder turned his head to look at him, his gaze sharp. A few seconds later, he let out a cold laugh: "That's not up to him!" After speaking, he turned towards the door to the butler: "Old Li, go to the train station and bring the person back for me!"
"Qianyang, he must be our Duan family's child!"
Duan Qianyang didn't say anything; instead, he just smiled, not arguing, as if he had resolved a big issue on his mind, he seemed to relax completely.
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