Super twins: Daddy chase my mommy

Chapter 469
On this day, Lu Lianmeng was consulting with a lawyer in a law firm, and his complexion looked bad: "...Why should the blood of my Sang family be left outside and raised by someone with a foreign surname?..."

"His mother is not suitable to take care of him at all! Look at her chaotic behavior. My son died a few years ago, and she married another man with such a small child? And let my Sang family's children call other men?" man father..."

"My husband runs a company abroad, and the business is doing very well. He can provide my grandson with very good material conditions, but what can Xia Bing give the child? A broken clothing company, it is very difficult to support the group of people in their company... ..."

Lu Lianmeng vented at the law firm, but the answer he got was that the possibility of regaining Xia Yanyou's custody was almost zero.

She was so angry that she took out several bundles of money and slapped them on the table on the spot: "Whoever helps me win back the custody of my grandson, the money will belong to him!"

Everyone in the law firm looked at the money on the table, but after a long time, no one came to pick it up.

Lu Lianmeng was very angry, scolded "law firm garbage", collected the money and left
However, as soon as she left the law firm, a figure he didn't want to see appeared in front of her.

She frowned, impatience flashed in her eyes: "Sang Shijun?"

In the coffee shop, Sang Shijun ordered Lu Lianmeng a cup of her favorite American style.

But Lu Lianmeng didn't appreciate it, she asked with a cold face, "What do you want from me?"

Sang Shijun sized up Lu Lianmeng's expression at the moment, he seemed to be used to it, his face was indifferent and gloomy: "I heard that my son Xia Yanyou is your grandson?"

As soon as Sang Shijun mentioned this, Lu Lianmeng became even angrier: "Your son? Sang Shijun, you like being Xi's father so much, and want to be a cheap father? Xia Yanyou is the son of my son and Xia Bingsheng , he belongs to our Sang family, not your son! You, who was born in who knows where, is worthy of being my grandson's father?"

Sang Shijun ground his teeth, his eyes were cold.

He sneered, and said slowly: "You still speak in such a vicious and vicious way. I'm really curious, if the person sitting in front of you today is your own son, what kind of attitude would you have?"

Lu Lianmeng's eyes widened, and then Sang Shijun laughed angrily: "My son? Sang Shijun! Why didn't I realize that you are so thick-skinned before? Yes, you don't know the seed born from that corner, But that can't be my Lu Lianmeng's son!"

When Sang Shijun heard this, he was no longer annoyed, and seemed to have adjusted his mentality.

After taking a sip of coffee, he didn't answer Lu Lianmeng's words, but changed the subject and asked, "I heard that you have not given up on your search for your missing child all these years?"

Lu Lianmeng was startled, for a moment she didn't know why Sang Shijun asked such a question.

She sat up straight and replied, "Of course, that's my own son."

Sang Shijun let go of the coffee cup, crossed his legs, crossed his fingers on them, and looked calm.

He said lightly: "Actually, if you had the heart, you would have found out where your son is. It's just that you have been unwilling to admit it."

Lu Lianmeng was taken aback by what Sang Shijun said.

She felt a little uncomfortable: "You, what do you mean by that?"

(End of this chapter)