Shangguan Wan sucked in a cold breath, as she opened the document file with trembling fingers.
She had never felt so nervous and complicated in her whole life before.
In the past, she used to think that Little Xingxing was her son, and that whoever his father was, was no longer important. She could take care of her son very well alone.
However, if Mr Han was really his father and continued to pester them even if she chased him away, would it be possible to cut away his blood ties with Little Xingxing?
Shangguan Wan pursed her lips tightly, mustering her courage to open the document file immediately.
She held onto her breath as she flipped to the last page.
When Shangguan Wan saw the result, her mind immediately blanked out.
Although she had made all the mental preparations she could, she still felt extremely bad when she saw that Little Xingxing and Mr Han were direct blood relatives.
