Runaway Wife: Please, Have Another Baby!-Chapter 53 - 54 Paternity Test 1

53: Chapter 54 Paternity Test (1)

53: Chapter 54 Paternity Test (1)

Three people went upstairs, and before Gan Yuan even entered the room, she saw that there were still two people standing by the dining table.

“You must be Miss Gan.

My name is Xu Anran, the executive director of Prince Children’s Apparel,” Xu Anran said with a smile as he introduced himself.

“This is the photographer Xiaowu, who will be in charge of Gan Tang’s photo shoot this time.”

Gan Yuan politely shook hands with the two of them, and Will placed Gan Tang in the high child’s dining chair prepared for him.

Huangfu Jue then came over and pulled out the chair next to the main seat for Gan Yuan.

The child’s chair was to the left and right of the main seat, and her spot was on the immediate right side.

This way, a mother and her son were arranged on either side of him.

If it had been any other time, Gan Yuan would certainly have tried to exchange seats to take care of her son, but this time she didn’t say a word and just seated herself in the chair.

Ever since he was little, her son had never been pampered by his father, and she wanted to give her son a chance.

Xu Anran, standing off to the side, was already secretly clicking his tongue in wonder.

The photographer didn’t know the depths of Huangfu Jue, but Xu Anran had been by his side for more than two years.

Not only had he pulled out Gan Yuan’s chair but also arranged her seat at his side… These signals already hinted at something unusual.

Of course, Xu Anran was a smart person.

It was enough that he understood this to himself, and he surely wouldn’t foolishly ask for more details.

The assistant helped Huangfu Jue with his chair, and only after he was seated did Xu Anran dare sit down in his own chair.

Even the photographer was naturally cautious, being careful as he took his seat.

While waiting for the food to be served, Gan Yuan inquired about the details of the photoshoot to Xu Anran, as it concerned her son, she naturally wanted to understand everything clearly.

Xu Anran then explained in detail the locations for the shoot and the itinerary.

“Miss Gan, don’t worry.

If you have any objections to the arrangements, we can discuss it further.

As long as it doesn’t affect the schedule, we will do our best to accommodate the needs of you and Xiaotang.”

Being the person whose chair was pulled out by the big BOSS himself, how could Xu Anran not be gracious?

Gan Yuan wasn’t a difficult person—of course, that was excluding when dealing with a certain someone.

After carefully considering the other party’s arrangements and finding nothing too hectic or tiresome, she immediately felt relieved.

The conversations were still ongoing, and the dishes had already been served.

Huangfu Jue hadn’t even picked up his chopsticks yet when he had already pushed them towards the little guy.

“Thank you, Uncle Huangfu,” Xiaotang said.

Huangfu Jue nodded lightly, picked up the utensils, and only then did Xu Anran and the others dare to touch their chopsticks.

During the meal, Huangfu Jue ate very little but kept helping Gan Tang and Gan Yuan with dishes.

Gan Yuan lazily chewed on a piece of green vegetable, her gaze slanting from behind her glasses at the father and son.

She hadn’t noticed before, but now that the pair were sitting together, their resemblance was strikingly obvious.

Halfway through the meal, Xu Anran, who had already realized he was the third wheel, quietly tugged at the photographer’s sleeve and got up with him to excuse themselves.

Huangfu Jue simply responded with an indifferent remark, and Gan Yuan politely attempted to rise from her chair.

As her back just left the chair’s back, a hand stretched out, blocking her way.

Worried that she also wanted to leave, Huangfu Jue originally intended to stop her.

Gan Yuan was unprepared.

As she leaned forward and started to get up, his hand reached out, and by coincidence, it landed right on her chest.

Both of them froze for a moment, and Gan Yuan flicked his hand away, hurrying to stand. freeweɓnøvel.com

“Don’t leave,” Huangfu Jue said, stretching a hand out to stop her.

She glared at him, “I can’t even go to the restroom?”

Gan Tang gently lifted the corners of his mouth.

The assistant stood to the side, like a sculpture that heard nothing and saw nothing.