Hundreds of billions of marriage favors: marry a wealthy young lady

Chapter 2052 I'm Not Talking To You

"Mu Jingchen?" Xia Yiyi took a step back in panic, "Why are you at my house?"

"I'm coming to see my son." Mu Jingchen said frankly.

"Your son is not here." Xia Yiyi said nervously, "Please leave my house..."

"Mom, who are you talking to?" Xiao Zhengtai ran out wearing slippers, turned around and saw Mu Jingchen sitting in the living room.

The father and son are almost carved out of the same mold.

At this time, Mu Jingchen also looked at Xiao Zhengtai who suddenly ran out. Blood relationship is a very strange thing. He never felt like a father before. When he heard that he had a son, he didn't have much emotion. Instead, When he heard that it was Xia Yiyi's son, he didn't have any attachment to this child he had never met, but now seeing his own son with his own eyes, all his feelings changed.

Mu Jingchen stood up and approached Xiao Zhengtai, Xia Yiyi immediately turned pale.

Xiao Zhengtai, who was only three years old, looked at Mu Jingchen and already guessed that this was his father.

Mu Jingchen squatted down and looked at his son, raised his hand to touch his son's small face, which was like a miniature version of himself, and felt a sense of intimacy, "Are you my son?"

"My father is dead." Xiao Zhengtai's words were like a blow to Mu Jingchen's head.

"Dead?" Mu Jingchen stopped his hand, looked up at Xia Yiyi, then looked at Xiao Zhengtai again, and said seriously: "Your father is not dead, I am your father."

"You are my father? Then why have I never seen you?" Xiao Zhengtai asked, "Shouldn't father protect my mother and me? Why didn't you come to see me and my mother when we were bullied in prison What about us?"

Xia Yiyi came over and pulled her son, "Xiaobai, you go back to your room, mom will accompany you in a while."

Xiao Zhengtai looked at his mother, nodded, turned around and left, showing no nostalgia for his father, Mu Jingchen.

Mu Jingchen could tell that this son hated him.

Only Xia Yiyi and Mu Jingchen were left in the living room.

Xia Yiyi said: "Mu Jingchen, I beg you to let Xiaobai stay by my side, no matter what you ask, I will agree to you, just please don't take Xiaobai away from me. You can also see that Xiaobai is not do not like you."

"Who told my son that I'm dead?" If it was before, he might still agree to this proposal, but after seeing his son with his own eyes, he couldn't let go, "It's you?"

"I didn't." Xia Yiyi didn't want to annoy him, "Xiaobai was born in the prison. I didn't know I was pregnant until five months ago. I gave birth to Xiaobai in the prison. After that, Xiaobai stayed in the prison alone. He has never seen his father, and every time he asks me, I don’t know how to answer him, I can only cry, probably because of this, he thought his father was dead.”

Xia Yiyi wanted to lower her profile, but was ignored by Mu Jingchen, "My son Mu Jingchen must follow me."

"No!" Xia Yiyi refused without thinking.

"No? That's my son!"

"But you never cared about him!"

"It's you who have been hiding this from me!"

Xia Yiyi laughed, "Even if I go to prison to serve my sentence, you won't let me go. You keep finding people to trouble me in prison, and I almost have a miscarriage. Don't you know Xiaobai's existence?"

Mu Jingchen didn't know what Xia Yiyi said, but he didn't make any excuses on his face.

"No matter what happened in the past, my son, Mu Jingchen, must stay with me, Mu Jingchen! I'm telling you now that I want to take my son away, not discussing with you."

(End of this chapter)