Su Yanjue always had a smile on his face, and only then did he speak again, "Then Zhong Kehan, I don't know if you have doubted it." [Full text reading. 】”

Ran Zhengming's face was startled, and he frowned and stared at Su Yanjue.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Literally." Su Yanjue immediately spoke, leaned back in the chair, and looked indifferent, "Looking at your appearance, I shouldn't have thought that Zhong Kehan was not your child." ”

If Ran Zhengming still had a trace of doubt just now, now he was really shocked.

said that Zhong Kehan is not his daughter, how is this possible? I think he saw this child speak out with his own eyes, and he was brought up by himself since he was a child, how could he not be his own child.

"If you're here to vent a bad breath for the clouds, then I can understand that." After thinking about it, Ran Zhengming still opened his mouth to deny his words. Zhong Kehan is not her daughter, he didn't believe it when he was killed.

Su Yanjue was not annoyed, let alone argued with him. Just took out a few pieces of paper from the pocket of his suit and a large stack of photos in a dashing manner, and threw them towards Ran Zhengming.

Before he came, he felt that Ran Zhengming would not let go of this opportunity, and he must have said something to Ran Yun. Sure enough, he guessed correctly. Ran Zhengming's desperate gamble worked very well, but he couldn't just let him go.

Therefore, before leaving, he took out the things that Su Ye had prepared early in the morning, so that he could use them now.

Ran Zhengming hurriedly put away the things scattered on the hospital bed and held them in his hands.

He looked at one picture after another, each of which made his face gloomy by several points.

Su Yanjue sat on the side and stared at him, and said appropriately, "You framed Aunt Gu before, but you just took out a few composite photos." With this stack of photos you have now, no one can make them so realistic. ”

Ran Zhengming trembled his hands and looked at these photos in disbelief. This is indeed not synthetic, because it is a picture of Zhong Li who is covered in ****, entangled with a man he is completely unfamiliar with.

Not only this one, but many of the next ones.

Moreover, he clearly knew that Zhong Li in the photo was the age of her beauty, because she gave birth to Zhong Kehan, and there should be a scar on her stomach. But there is no trace in the photo, not at all. In other words, this photo is when the two of them were together and gave birth to Zhong Kehan.

"This, this ......" Ran Zhengming didn't know what to say, he could only tremble his hands, and his mind went blank.

"If Uncle Ran doesn't believe it, I still have a video." Su Yanjue opened his mouth and snorted disappreciatively, "I think Zhong Li shouldn't have expected that the man who was with her at the beginning secretly installed a camera at home and recorded every **** between the two of them." ”

Ran Zhengming raised his head slowly, waiting for Su Yanjue.

"Don't look at me like that, that man isn't me?"

"Su Yanjue, you are really, really ......" Ran Zhengming was so angry that he couldn't speak, so he could only stretch out his hand and point at Su Yanjue.

Su Yanjue, who was sitting leisurely on the chair, didn't care, and snorted coldly, "Uncle Ran, there are still things you haven't seen." ”

He held out his finger and tapped a few pieces of paper on top of the photo.

Ran Zhengming mustered up the courage to pick it up, and what caught his eye was a DNA test report, as well as a surgical consent form, and a blood transfusion certificate.

"This, how can you have these things?"