Put love in the fridge

Chapter 920
"I have nothing to tell you." Di Qiming's face remained cold for thousands of years, and did not change at all because of the old man's gaze.

The old man hummed: "Don't tell me, you don't know that someone outside said that your son has been found."

"I don't have a son." Di Qiming and the old man looked at each other, "You must have heard wrong."

The old man was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.

"At this time, you still want to hide it from me?" He slapped the table.

Di Qiming looked indifferent: "I have nothing to hide from you, Dad, you think too much."

"You...you're not honest, are you?" The old man grabbed the inkstone on the table and threw it at Di Qiming.

Di Qiming dodged for a moment, and let the inkstone hit the floor, making a loud crash.

"I have nothing to say." His face was still cold.

"Get out!" The old man pointed at him, "Call me dad after you think it through! Otherwise, in this life, you will come to recognize me until I die!"

Di Qiming was eager to get out.

The old man's temper is not serious, he is not afraid of being scolded, but he is afraid that something wrong will happen to him.

But it is absolutely impossible to let him let him go.

At best, it can only be said to avoid its edge and not compete with it.

Di Qiming quickly went downstairs and drove out of the old house.

When the door opened, he couldn't help but catch a glimpse of a car parked nearby.

It was an unfamiliar car, and it seemed that it would not be parked here for no reason. Di Qiming somehow thought about it and looked at the car a few more times.

But then, he saw the car driving towards him, it started almost instantaneously, and rushed to the front of his car.

If Di Qiming hadn't picked up the speed just after he went out, he might have bumped into the other party.

As soon as he stepped on the brakes, he frowned, and before he could think of anything, he saw the car door open.

A young man stepped out of the cab.

When Di Qiming saw the other party, he knew it in his heart.

"Mr. Di, can we talk?" The young man walked to his car door while gesticulating in dumb words.

Di Qiming lowered the car window, and he tilted his head: "Get in the car."

……

"I want to go back to Di's house." These were the first words Ying Zixin said after getting into the car.

Di Qiming couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "Why?"

Di Qiming's eyes were sharp, but Ying Zixin looked at him without fear: "Because I heard others say that I am your son."

Di Qiming's eyes remained calm, just staring at Ying Zixin deeply.

After two seconds, he looked towards the front of the car: "This reason is not valid. I refuse."

Ying Zixin was silent for a moment, and then said: "If you want, I think we can do a paternity test. If I were your son, I hope you can let me go back to Di's house..."

"What if you're not?" The corner of Di Qiming's mouth showed a sarcasm.

Before Ying Zixin could answer, Di Qiming looked at him coldly: "If you're not, I want you to sign a lifelong contract with me and work for my company for the rest of your life."

Ying Zixin was taken aback, but nodded immediately: "No problem."

Di Qiming stared straight ahead indifferently: "Okay, now, can you tell me why you really want to go back to Di's house?"

Ying Zixin knew that the man next to him was much higher than him, but he was still a little surprised to see him clearly penetrate his mind.

He was silent for a few seconds before replying, "For my sister."

(End of this chapter)