Roland's eyes widened, he rushed over and opened the ball of cloth.

Oh my God! It turned out to be a girl, a baby still sucking milk!

His eyes swept towards Mo Chaodong like a sharp sword, "What is this? Huh?"

If looks could kill, Mo Chaodong would have died at least a hundred times by now.

"I don't know...ahem..."

Mo Chaodong coughed a few times when she glanced at him like this, and he choked on his saliva.

"Whose?" Roland said with a sullen face. It was best not to let her hear the name of the person she least wanted to hear.

His legs went weak, Roland's expression was so terrifying, Mo Chaodong used all his moves.

"Hua Xin's..."

"Oh!" Roland breathed a sigh of relief. The last person she wanted to hear was Mo Chaodong's name. She patted her chest. Fortunately, it wasn't.

Wait... Hua Xin!

This child is... Hua Xin's?

Thinking of something, Roland took out the feather duster he usually used to clean the room, and without any explanation, slapped it on him.

Mo Chaodong jumped up as if he were sitting on a spring.

He covered the painful place where she hit him and screamed, this woman is too cruel!

At least you have to wait until he has finished explaining.

The son is still watching! How could he be so humiliated in front of his son?

Roland raised his arm and wanted to slap him a second time.

Mo Chaodong hid far away, "Lan Lan, listen to me, this child is not mine!"

Roland's eyes widened, he strolled up to Mo Chaodong and slapped him again.

Lie! She brought such a big child back to her in the next shift. The child’s mother is Hua Xin, and who is the child’s father other than him?

Thinking about it, I slapped him hard again.

Mo Chaodong was in pain and almost fell to his knees.

"Lan Lan, listen to me, this child is really not mine, and I have never touched her. Where did the child come from?"

Roland paused and rolled his eyes. Is this true?

Finally, she slapped him, threw the feather duster on the ground, snorted coldly, sat on the sofa, looked at Erlang's legs, and waited for him to crawl over and hug her thighs.

Mo Chaodong picked up the feather marbles and put them far away, thinking to himself: I will throw this thing away next time!

"You throw one away and I'll buy one!"

Roland said softly, as easily as spitting out a date stone.

Mo Chaodonghan. How does she know what he is thinking? Is this just a matter of understanding? Isn't it too inappropriate?

"Lanlan, don't be angry, don't be angry!"

"Stop talking nonsense! What's going on?"

Roland glanced at the child and felt that it was particularly dazzling, but it was his own son who was having a lot of fun with her.

Mo Chaodong wiped his forehead, showing a layer of sweat.

"That's it. Actually, I don't know what's going on."

After telling her everything, Roland nodded thoughtfully, while Mo Chaodong looked on and broke into a cold sweat.

"What should we do with this child?"

Mo Chaodong secretly laughed, so she believed him?

"This...what do you want to do?"

Roland waved his hand carelessly, "Throw it away!"

"Ah?" His jaw almost fell to the ground. Throw it, throw it?

He thought Roland would be more caring than him and would pity the child.

Unexpectedly, she just said throw it away...

"No!" Mo Chaodong protested. Although the child had nothing to do with him, he still threw the child away!

"Then what do you want?"

Roland picked up his son, who was still playing happily with the female doll.

After looking at this female doll, I felt very uncomfortable.

Her nose and mouth look a bit like Hua Xin, but overall she looks very ordinary.
Chapter completed!