"Speaking appropriately or not, that is the most appropriate statement for you. Do you think it is very appropriate to enjoy every woman at will without being responsible?" Hansen sneered.
"Little boy, I admit your guts are quite strong. Where did you adopt all your words earlier?"
"Where from? That question deserves to be directed at you!"
"Why me?" Hans asked calmly.
"Don't you realize who I am? Whose genes did I come from?"
"Do you think I should find out?"
"Hans, he looks similar to you. Maybe he's your son, from the seed you just threw away," the woman said, who had been sitting on Hans's lap.
"Still in here? Do I need to call security to drag you out?" Hans said coldly.
The words that were said by Hans were aimed at the woman who had been sitting on his lap, but Hansen misunderstood him so he started to leave.
"Fine, I'll be going. Never expect to see me again!" Hansen said as soon as he reached the doorway.
"Hey Little Devil, who asked you to leave?" Hans called.
"Didn't you ask me to go?"
"No, that's not on you." Hans immediately grabbed Hansen in his arms.
"Don't make my Daddy repeat what he said again!" Hansen said, while glaring at the woman.
"You ...? Hans, you will regret for treating me so badly!" the woman threatened, and took her bag then left.
"I did not think, your taste is really bad in choosing woman! Look, I don't even know which face is the real one. The powder she used was too thick, to the point that it was striped with cracks, like a wall that was about to break. Ha ha ha ..." Hansen sneered, did not play in insulting that woman.
"Little devil, you are too good at entertaining someone. Where did you learn from?" Hans asked.
"Why are you asking me that? It should be a question of you! And one more thing, don't ever call me a little devil, that's a call only Mommy that can use for me!"
"Mommy? Who is your mommy?"
"You have no right to know who my mommy is! She is mine and only mine, will not be shared with you!"
"Then why are you here? Don't you want to tell me about your mommy?"
"Huh! You think too highly of yourself! My mommy really doesn't want to be near you!"
"Then, there's nothing else we can talk about!"
"Fine, then I'll go. My job is finished which is just to meet you. Goodbye! Farewell!!"
Hansen got down of Hans's arms. Only a few steps he walked, his stomach sounded, a sign that the stomach wanted to be filled.
"You don't seem to be taking good care of the worms in your stomach. You even allowed them to starve until demonstrating," Hans sneered.
"Why does it have to sound at a time like this! Such a shame!" Hansen grumbled.
"Come here ... I'll feed you. Than you later catch a cold because you don't eat right away, that's very dangerous. Who will look after your Mommy later?"Hans offered.
"Okay, I'm really hungry too." Hansen immediately turned back.
Huh, he thought I was easy to get tricked, if not for wanting to stay, did he think that little threat could stop me? Too naive! Is this really my dad, Hansen sneered to himself.
Hans immediately contacted Wanda via the intercom phone. After the secretary picked up the call, Hans immediately spoke without further ado.
"Wanda, order the most delicious seafood, for two servings!"
{Two servings, boss? Aren't you wrong?}
* Tut * the call was immediately cut off by Hans, before he even heard all of Wanda's answers.
"Do you like seafood? I ordered it," Hans said.
"If it's already ordered, what did you ask for? That means you've decided!" Hansen replied.
"Sorry, I guessed if you liked it, because I also-"
Hans hadn't finished speaking yet, Hansen had already cut him off. "Yes, your guess is right. I really like seafood."
Hans smiled a little to hear that.
"Why do you like seafood?" Hans asked.
"I don't know, maybe because Mommy likes it too."
"What's your mommy looks like?"
"Do you want to know?"
"Of course. Can't I find out?"
"Too bad, I won't tell. I don't want my mommy to be shared with you. Also besides, my mommy doesn't like you."
"Then, why did you come to see me?"
"There's no other reason. I just wanted to tell you, you have a child and that's me! That's all, and I'll go."
"Just like that?"
"Then, what do you want?" Hansen asked.
"Why are you so sure that I will believe that you are my son? In fact, I'm not even married, how can I have children?" Hans turned around to ask.
"What do you mean you're not married? Obviously you married my mommy!" Hansen shrieked.
"When did that happen? Why didn't I even know I was married?"
Is he trying to lie? Obviously I have read the news about his marriage to Mommy, even there are many photos of them. Then why doesn't this man admit it? Is he pretending? But his expression was very convincing, Hansen thought.
"Are you dumbfounded? It means true, you're just boasting! Come and say right away that you are my son!" Hans replied.
"If you don't believe it, it doesn't matter to me either. Even without you I still live happily with Mommy. I tell you, for the past few years there have been a lot of people who have approached my mommy, but mommy has always refused. Just a few weeks ago there's a handsome man who approaches momny, that man has a child. If the men who previously approached mommy will be immediately rejected, then this man is different this time. They even eat together, and the man is allowed by mommy to play with me. If you really don't like my mommy, then of course this news will not bother you," Hansen said.