Make a Living by Your Face [Quick Wear] ━ Vol.2

8.5 - Fiancé

　　Feng Qian was silent for a long time like a statue. His originally gloomy face turned completely black. He gritted his teeth and said, "Say what you just said again!"

　　Shen Mian was startled. He was still somewhat afraid of Feng Qian, but he could not retreat in the current situation. So he raised his eyes and looked at the man, and repeated loudly: "I said, he is your son, I gave birth to him!"

　　Shen Mian spoke the three words "my child" with great force.

　　Deathly silence.

　　Feng Qian's forehead was bulging with veins, and he said in a deep voice: "You told me before that this child has no blood relationship with you."

　　"I lied to you!" Shen Mian said confidently, "You also said that a selfish person like me, how could I help others raise their son? I thought you would let him go if I said that, but I didn't expect that you would not even let go of an innocent child. I have no choice but to tell you the truth. This child is my own flesh and blood, and also yours, Feng Qian's!"

　　"Ridiculous!" Feng Qian was furious.

　　Shen Mian curled his lips, but nodded and said, "Of course, of course, I also think this kind of thing is ridiculous, but it really happened. Do you think I want it to happen? It's like a prophecy of the end of the world. No one took it seriously. Everyone just regarded it as an absurd joke, but when it really happened, we can only bear it."

　　The storm above his head was still raging, but it had not yet launched an attack. Shen Mian knew that the man had finally wavered. Even if there was only a one in ten thousand chance, he did not dare to gamble.

　　It seemed as long as a century, and when Shen Mian was about to collapse, the pressure that was enough to crush a person into dust slowly disappeared.

　　Shen Mian lost his strength and fell to the ground, his whole body soaked with cold sweat, his messy hair covering his black eyes, his face was as pale as paper, and his pink petals were stained with blood, making him look extremely gorgeous.

　　Even in such a state of disgrace, he was still breathtakingly beautiful. It was not because of his beautiful appearance, but because of the seductive and arrogant coldness in his bones that made people unable to look away.

　　Feng Qian's face was extremely gloomy. He thought he would see Xu Mu kneeling down and begging for mercy, but the facts were exactly the opposite of what he expected.

　　He strode up to him, picked up Sheng Ziyao, and looked at his pale little face.

　　The child is still young and his face has not fully developed yet, so it is hard to say who he looks like or not like, but one can definitely see the shadow of Xu Mu, which is why Shen Mian dares to make such a lie.

　　Sheng Ziyao was obviously frightened by Shen Mian's words. When Feng Qian picked him up, he forgot to resist and just stared blankly at this man who might be his father.

　　"How old are you?" Feng Qian asked.

　　Sheng Ziyao looked at Shen Mian, and when he saw Shen Mian nodding at him, he whispered back, "Five years old."

　　Feng Qian was silent for a moment, then asked, "Where's your mother?"

　　"I don't have a mother... Dad said I was adopted from an orphanage."

　　Feng Qian clenched his fist and said, "What's your name?"

　　"Yaoyao."

　　Feng Qian put him down and walked towards Shen Mian. Although Sheng Ziyao was scared, he did not forget to protect his father. He ran over and hugged Feng Qian's legs, shouting, "Don't bully my father!"