wave!

Song Qiuwu's eyes flickered secretly for a moment, and soon regained his composure.

He faced Mrs. Song with an inscrutable look, trying to see exactly what trick Mrs. Song was trying to play.

Mrs. Song pulled the child to her side, and held down the narrow shoulders to keep him from moving, "Son! There is something I forgot to tell you all the time, look... this is your own flesh and blood!"

Song Qiuwu's eyelids drooped, and he looked at the little child indifferently.

The little kid raised his head and looked at him, "Who are you? Sanqiao! What the hell kind of place is this? Take me back!"

"Xiao Jun! These are your father and grandma." Sanqiao smiled and comforted the little child.

The little child looked back at Mrs. Song with sharp eyes, and sneered, "Her? My grandma? Sanqiao, you are not confused, right? Didn't you say that I am an orphan?"

Mrs. Song glared at Sanqiao.How do you teach children? Can you talk nonsense like this?

Miyashi squeezed his dizzy eyes embarrassingly.Back then, when he handed over the child who was so weak that he was about to die at any time, he confessed that he would be raised as an orphan in the future. Who would have thought that the situation would change in just three years.

It seems that this child is needed.

Song Qiuwu subconsciously did not believe Mrs. Song's words.His mother has done too many thoughtless things over the years, and suddenly she brought a child and said it was his flesh and blood. No matter how she heard it, she felt that this was another calculated conspiracy.

"Where's the inspection report?" Song Qiuwu asked.

Mrs. Song is upset. What do you mean? If you don't believe her words, you need evidence!Although she has evidence, it is personally uncomfortable to be so guarded by her son.

Mrs. Song turned around and went into the bedroom and took out a document, "Here, the DNA test report. I'm more cautious than you about this kind of thing, okay?"

Song Qiuwu glanced at it, "Who gave birth to it?"

He didn't remember that he had left a seed on a woman.How did this child come about?

Mrs. Song rolled her eyes, "Wei Lin gave birth to the child for you. You will remember the winter solstice three years ago...you and Wei Lin..."

Song Qiuwu had an urge to vomit.Anyone who was drugged by his mother to be a stallion and slept with an annoying woman in a daze, this kind of memory is the most disgusting and disgusting memory.But at that time... Wei Ding looked straight at him.

He always believed that Wei Ding disappeared quickly because of seeing that incident, and even took revenge on him before he left.

Unexpectedly, these two women were so courageous that they would carry him behind their backs and keep and support this evil seed to such a great extent!

In an instant, the little child quickly turned his head to look at Song Qiuwu. He felt a strong oppressive force coming from this man called his father.

The little boy, Xiaojun, immediately understood that this 'father' hated him.Not to be outdone, he wrinkled his cheeks and stared at each other with two eyes, one black and one gold.

You hate me, and I don't like you either!snort! !

"I want a mother!" Xiaojun expressed his longing with a pretty face.

He knows that he has a mother. Even though Sanqiao keeps saying that he is an orphan, deep in his heart he still believes that he is not. To his father, he doesn't feel much, but to his mother, it is like having to eat and drink every day. Similarly, the body naturally remembers clearly.

Wei Lin had long been hiding aside to watch the development of the matter.Hearing that Xiao Jun asked for 'Mom', she brushed her hair to make her feelings look more vivid, and she couldn't help but ran up from downstairs and hugged Xiao Jun.

"My child... my child! Here is my mother. I am my mother!"

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