Russia, Moscow—

General Yorke's Mansion.

This is a classical building with an Eastern European style, with red bricks, glazed glass, and a tall cross spire.

When you enter the mansion, you will feel the majesty of the building and its own insignificance when you go deeper into it.

Under Eva's leadership, Song Zhichao walked in.

A bald butler in uniform came over with two subordinates.

Song Zhichao put down the suitcase he carried with him, and the butler asked one of his men to put his luggage in place.

Song Zhichao took off his thick gray woolen coat and handed it to the butler. The butler handed it to another subordinate to ask him to hang up.

Song Zhichao took off the gray baseball cap and black scarf he was wearing again. This time the butler took it over and hung the baseball cap and scarf on the clothes hanger. Then he turned around and asked Song Zhichao what else to do.

Song Zhichao said, let him prepare a cup of stronger hot tea.

In the West, few people drink hot tea, and they usually drink strong liquor, ice water, or milk.

The butler bowed and went to prepare hot tea for the noble guests.

On this side, Eva had already changed her clothes in the room and walked downstairs. When she saw Song Zhichao, she threw herself into his arms without saying a word. The two of them kissed frantically.

The butler with hot tea came out and happened to see this scene. He paused and was about to go back. After thinking about it, he coughed.

Hearing the sound, Eva left Song Zhichao's arms embarrassedly and sorted out her messy blonde hair.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself just now." Eva said shyly to Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao reached out to touch her face and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

The butler stepped forward ignorantly, interrupted the love between the young couple and said, "Sir, your tea is ready. Do you see if you are satisfied? If you are not satisfied, I will brew it for you again."

Eva said on the side: "Ivan is an old man in our family. He knows how to brew thirty-six medium-sized coffee and tea, and you will be satisfied with his skills."

Song Zhichao nodded and said to the bald butler Ivan: "Thank you." He was in Russian.

Ivan was stunned, as if he didn't expect Song Zhichao to speak Russian, so he bent down and bowed, and said to Song Zhichao very gentlemanly: "It is my honor to be able to serve you, a distinguished guest."

Song Zhichao nodded, and Yifan went down.

Seeing that there was no outsider, Song Zhichao picked up the tea with his hand and wanted to say a few intimate words to Eva. Then he listened to the sound of the slamming. When he turned his head to see, Song Zhichao was stunned-

Not far away, a child riding a bicycle came out of the room. He looked at at least two years old, with blonde hair and chubby, just like the dolls in the illustration.

The child was wearing a cute children's strap outfit with a bear pattern, a small bow tie on his neck, and a white shirt inside. At this moment, he was staring at Song Zhichao curiously, with his black eyes wide open.

Song Zhichao came to his senses and was about to ask Eva whose child he was when he saw the child suddenly shouting at Eva: "Mommy."

Song Zhichao: “…”

He suddenly looked at Eva, but saw that Eva had already walked over, so he picked up the child from the car and kissed the child hard on the face. Then he turned his head and said to Song Zhichao: "His name is Alexander, and he is my child."

Song Zhichao: “…”

Did Eva betray herself? She even had children with others?

Seeing Song Zhichao's sudden strange face, Eva seemed to guess what Song Zhichao was thinking, and shrugged and said, "No, I don't have a man - Song, you are my only man."

Song Zhichao: “…”

At this time—

"He is your child." It was not Eva who spoke, but the sound coming from the stairs.

Song Zhichao looked up and saw the old general Yorke standing there on the second floor, looking at him.

Needless to say, the sentence just now was said by General Yorke.

"What, he is my child?" Song Zhichao looked at Yorke in disbelief, looked at Eva, and then looked at the cute little boy.

Only then did Song Zhichao notice that the little boy did look different from ordinary Russians, especially his eyes, which turned out to be black, and he was all mixed-race no matter how he looked.

"Come on, I will explain it to you." Yorkf said to Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao glanced at Eva who was holding the child, and then turned around and walked towards the second floor.

While he was going upstairs, Eva suddenly said to his back: "His name is Alexander."

Song Zhichao's figure paused and then continued to step upstairs.

Behind him, Little Alexander touched his mother's hair with his little hands and asked Eva, "Mom, who is he?"

Eva hugged the child tightly, kissed the child's cheek, and said, "A person who loves you!"

...

Second floor, sports room—

This is a large and spacious sports room.

What are placed around are not ordinary sports equipment, but very ancient armor, giant swords, and fencing.

However, what is most impressive is the "Viking" oil paintings hanging on the walls around the sports field, as well as the huge Viking statues standing in the corners of the walls.

"That's roughly what happened. After you left last time, Eva became pregnant - I asked her to give birth to Little Alexander. I have selfish intentions. I want him to become the heir of our family in the future and inherit all my foundation. Of course-" General Yorke looked at Song Zhichao who stood in front of him with a calm expression, "of course, it also includes the three oil fields you bought in Siberia."

Song Zhichao tapped his forehead with his finger, "For this, you just hide it from me and don't discuss it with me?"

"Does the negotiation make sense?" said General Yorke. "What would you do when you know you have a baby? Abort the baby, or let Eva give birth?"

Song Zhichao: “…”

He rubbed his face hard and looked at Yorke: "Although it's not that, I'm his father after all."

"You are still very young, how old is this year? Twenty-four? What would it be like to hear that you have children? Surprise or fear?" Yorke said with a smile.

Song Zhichao was speechless. This old guy was simply too domineering.

"So, in order to avoid trouble, I solved this for you--though the child is yours, I am my heir, and the future head of our Weiyuekov family. Now, it is still like this before and after."

Song Zhichao covered his face and sighed, "Do you know? When I was in my hometown this time, my parents forced me to get married, saying that they wanted to hold grandchildren. If they were told that their grandchildren are now in Russia, Moscow, here, and almost two years old, guess what would they think?"

General Yorke smiled, walked to a armor, took off a giant sword used by the Viking pirates from above, waved it, spread his legs apart, and formed a standing position, holding the sword in both hands, pointing at Song Zhichao, saying, "I don't care what they think - Alexander can only stay here, stay by my side, and no one can take it away! Yes, if you want to steal him, you must first ask the sword in my hand!" His eyes shot out with a strong fighting spirit.

Song Zhichao laughed, "When did you become so domineering?" He took a few steps, picked up a slender fencing sword that was two fingers wide, waved it in the air a few times, "swooshing" to bring the wind.

"Hahaha, haven't Eva told you? Our family was originally Viking pirates. Yes, we are Vikings! They are the most unreasonable and savage Vikings!" After Yorke said that, he waved his giant sword and slashed at Song Zhichao in front of him.

He is powerful and looks like a veteran.

Faced with such a powerful enemy, Song Zhichao was not afraid, but instead smiled.

In order to compete for your own bloodline—
Chapter completed!