I Set Up a Street Stall, and a Mob Boss Brings Her Child to Call Me Dad

“Mom, is that barbecue vendor the scumbag dad who disappeared as soon as he pulled up his pants?” Su Zhe looked at the little girl, who seemed to be only four or five, and hurriedly said, “Hey, don't go making things up! I've never even had a girlfriend. I'm still a single young man. How could I have a daughter this old? I'm not your dad!” “Mom, just like I thought, that scumbag dad doesn't even recognize Mengmeng!” The little girl turned to look at the aloof woman. The woman gave Su Zhe a cold stare. “This is the paternity test for you and my daughter. Pack your things and come with me now!” Su Zhe took the test report she handed him. His eyes fell on the detailed paternity test, which clearly stated that the probability of a parent-child relationship between Su Zhe and Ling Mengmeng was 99.9999%, confirming that they were father and daughter.