"Yes, I am your long-lost biological son."
In a retro-elegant coffee shop in Shangcheng District, seventeen-year-old Ji Shu was wearing white washed old clothes, secretly rubbing the mud under his shoes on the carpet, and looking at the man in a suit and leather suit opposite him with a sincere face and saying.
He grew up in Xiacheng District without a father or a mother. With his beautiful mixed-race face and his "what do you think" and "do it if you don't accept it" attitude, he made many enemies.
A few days ago, he accidentally offended a young master who was said to be from the capital. Faced with rows of tall bodyguards seeking revenge, Ji Shu hid in a trash can half as tall as a man, with a garbage bag on his head. Only a pair of eyes peeked out at the bodyguards who were arresting him.
The young master from the capital was shocked and said to the other end of the phone: "What did you say? My brother has an illegitimate child? How is it possible? If the old man dies, his illegitimate child will get more of my property."
"Let's go, let's go home!"
Ji Shu revealed the little tiger teeth on his lips in thought.
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Liang Jingyang looked at the child who looked fifteen or sixteen years old in front of him, thinking that unless he was underage and made someone else's belly bigger, how could he have such a big son.
But recently, the old man used the pretext of being seriously ill to force him to get married and have children, because he wanted to see his grandson before he died.
"If, if you don't believe it, I have evidence here..."
Ji Shu was shocked by the other party's calm and oppressive temperament, and hurriedly took out a bunch of forged documents and death certificates.
Liang Jingyang unbuttoned his cufflinks, picked up a tissue and wiped the sweat from the boy's forehead, and said warmly: "It's not easy to be my child. I will take you to see grandpa later. If he says he wants to help you find a new mother, what will you say?"
Ji Shu was stunned, "Okay, okay?"
"You want to say that daddy belongs to you only and no one can take it away." The man stared into Ji Shu's eyes and said, "You don't want mommy."
"What I want is the son of the demon king who broke the sky, not a good boy, do you understand?"
Ji Shu thought to himself, is there such a bizarre request?
He nodded quickly.
Liang Jingyang raised the corners of his lips slightly and said, "Be good, call daddy first and come listen."
Intention: Relatives are the moisture of my life
