Yan Xici was a little shocked, "Aren't you shocked? He is your father. What did you do? You actually asked him to spend ten million to buy your murder."

Ten million?

Shu Yan's eyes were as sinking as the abyss.

It seemed that her guess was true.

Her throat was dry, but she couldn't help but swallow a sip of saliva, moisten her throat a little, and then said hoarsely, "He is not my father, my father, there is someone else."

Her voice was intermittent, like a drake's voice, extremely unpleasant.

But what she said made both Yan Ming and Yan Xici widen their eyes.

"Isn't Shu Changting your father?"

Yan Xici's eyes widened, and his hair seemed to stand on end.

He never expected that Shu Changting was not Shu Yan's father, so who was Shu Yan's father?

Yan Xici looked at Shu Yan in shock. Shu Yan endured the pain of his throat being cut and said indifferently: "My mother has never married Shu Changting, and I don't know who my father is."

After she finished speaking, she closed her eyes and thought about whether she should go find her father.

If that person is still alive.

Shu Yan stopped talking, and both Yan Xici and Yan Ming stayed silent, silently digesting the news.

But who knew that half an hour later, Nan Xi'ao suddenly walked in and stood at the head of Shu Yan's bed, staring at Shu Yan's face as if he were looking at some rare treasure.

Yan Xici's strange look made his heart beat faster and he couldn't help but push him.

"What are you looking at!"

Nan Xi'ao turned around, looked at Yan Xici, and then at Shu Yan. He couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't you notice that this woman looks familiar?"

Yan Xici didn't understand Nan Xiao's profound meaning, so he only looked back at Shu Yan and shook his head, "She has always been the muse of my soul. It's not just familiarity, it's recognition from my soul."

"..."

He seemed to have trouble explaining to this idiot.

Nan Xi'ao glanced at Yan Xici without words, then stared at Shu Yan's face, suddenly patted his forehead and looked at Yan Xici.

"Father sent you to Nancheng to snipe the Su family?"

He asked suddenly, even inexplicably.

Yan Xici frowned and nodded, "That's true. What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

"It's a big problem, okay!"

As if he had discovered a new world, Nan Xiao slapped his thigh and rushed outside. He took out his mobile phone and asked the people in the manor to go to his laboratory to get a blood sample.

Then he took another blood sample of Shu Yan, borrowed it from the hospital's laboratory, and disappeared for more than three hours.

When he came back again, the light in his eyes looking at Shu Yan was as scorching as the sun.

"Oh my God!"

Nan Xi'ao circled around Shu Yan's hospital bed. As he circled, a look of surprise appeared on his baby face.

Shu Yan felt inexplicably like a monkey being watched. She couldn't help but blink her eyes and looked at the godly, baby-faced man in front of her who was wearing a white coat.

Yan Xici looked at Nan Xi'ao and couldn't help but raise his fist and hit him.

"If you have something to say, don't spin around here, it will make me dizzy!"

Nan Xi'ao caught Yan Xici's fist, then glanced at Yan Xici, shook his head and clicked his tongue.

"Yan Xici, Yan Xici, although you are not smart, you are really lucky."