Chapter 6

Mike closed his eyes painfully and said, "well, kid, you really look like him!"

"Personally, I don't think it's necessary to verify. You are his child."

"Leave me alone. As a slave, I can't disobey the master's orders, but I swear I never wanted to hurt you!" Mike said in slightly raw Chinese.

Mibo had doubted why he was knocked down before, because the so-called hereditary genes in the gene theory would be revealed. When he saw a face like his enlarged face, he was shocked.

At that time, he just wanted the arrogant guy to look at him. As a result, the other guy looked at him and didn't respond. Even mommy was the same. He thought it was one in ten thousand similarities, so he gave up.

But in the end, the man's deep eyes focused on his face, and he vaguely understood that they were related.

"Who is he?" Mibo stands up from the stool and stands high!

Mike shivered coldly. He really felt shocked.

"I really can't say that."

"If you are really his child, he will tell you in person."

"Your family is so strong that it's as strong as a king!" Mike shrunk and whispered, afraid of being angry.

Hearing this, kemibao said with a smile: "I don't agree with his powerful ability. Otherwise, why didn't he know about mummy for six years? My existence? "

"That's because six years ago..." Mike suddenly thought of something and shut up.

Kemibao doesn't care to listen. He only knows that in the past six years, no matter how tired or bitter, mummy has always put him in the first place. Once, in the cold wind, frost, snow and rain, mummy, the only one who gives him breath and warm hands, no one can rely on her, but still hugs him tightly.

After tearing off a hair from his head, Mibo let Mike go and said to him, "take it and verify it. If it turns out that I'm his son, please tell him for me!"

"Don't take me away from my mother, or I will make him regret seeing me!"

Mike took Mibo's hair, suddenly felt the air was getting cold, his body was shaking, and his heart said this is cruel words!

When he picked up the clothes, Mibo threw them out of the door. While covering the important parts, Mike ran to the stairway, trying to find a place to cover himself and put on his clothes.

To his mother's Mo Chen, say what children's best deal with, this next go back if say they will laugh more than, if don't say?

Sobbing Boss will ask.

It's more than nine o'clock when Mi Ming comes back. My baby is not playing games, but alone in the living room.

Such a sensible baby, let rice shame heartache with what, come forward is a crazy kiss.

"Baby, I'm sorry!"

"Mommy hasn't been able to accompany you well!"

When Mibao hears the words, he lies in his mother's arms and doesn't think about it at all. Other people's moms only need to do beauty, play cards and go shopping, but his mother has to stay up late to draw, cut, sew and make clothing samples herself.

Sometimes I have to go to the factory to supervise and I can't come back all day.

If it wasn't for him, maybe Mommy would have been with Uncle herring.

Mibao thought, and then took the initiative to kiss rice shame, compensation: "tonight Baby request sleep!"

"Really?" Cheers!

Mibao nodded, her eyes twinkling with sweet helplessness!

Only rice shy, jubilant, baby three years old will not sleep with her, the name, men and women are different!

Ha ha, in fact, I'm afraid of her being hugged, kissed and rubbed by wolves at night.

God knows how cute he was when he was a child. She couldn't help it!

It's the meat he fell from her. How can he love her!

Really understand that the son is the mother of the last life of the little * *!

after getting the paternity test report!

Mo Chen and Mike look at each other. They all bow their heads and say nothing, but their eyes are shining with colorful glass.

Ten thousand wait for Ling Jue to twitch the data in the hand, the deep pupil is focused, attentive, complex!

"He said he couldn't take him away from his mother, could he?"

When Mike heard the speech, he nodded.

"He doesn't count!" Ling Jue sneers at Wanhe. He knows how to threaten Laozi in such a big way!

that's good! He is worthy of the family of Wanhe!

when Mike looks at the data in the boss's hand, his eyes suddenly grow big.

"Granny bear, it's really a little master!"

When Mo Chen heard the speech, he swept his eyes. Then he patted his hair on the top of his head. His eyes were shining like obsidian. On his handsome face, he said with a murderous excitement: "ouch, I'll go, it's true!"

Now, I'm afraid the whole wandang family is not peaceful.

"Give me a chance to meet him alone!" As soon as Ling Jue made a sound, he thought about his son's lovely face, round eyes and the treatment Mike had received, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.One side of the Mike and Mo Chen see, secretly to small master son thumbs up.

You know, master is known as a zombie face!

"Mi Huafeng already knows that Miss MI is back. Let her go back to dinner tonight."

"At home alone tonight!" When Mike finished, he told Wanzhe lingjue the address.

At night, when Mi Ming kisses her son and goes out, Maybach, who has been parking in the private parking lot of the apartment, slowly comes out

Wanzao lingjue is wearing a black suit. He is 1.95 meters tall and looks majestic. His deep eyes are full of cold, which can't be seen to the end. It seems that under those eyes, no matter how deep they are hidden, there is no escape!

Wanzao lingjue slightly raises her head and sees a pair of cold eyes looking at him from the screen window on the second floor, whose diamond like eyes are clearer than him, But it's more complicated than him.

staring at the man downstairs, Mibao can feel his powerful aura, as if everyone in his eyes is like a dead object, and can't be surprised.

Taking the lead to look away, Mibao curled his lips, not because he showed weakness, but when he didn't know the man's intention, he temporarily reserved his position.

When Ling Jue went upstairs, he found that the door was not closed. It was a tacit understanding between father and son. He accepted it happily.

Walking into the porch, he saw his son sitting on the sofa with his arms in his arms.

The little guy's eyes were fixed on him, as if he had been prepared for his arrival. There was a pile of information on the table.

"I'm five years old, three months and two days old this year. According to the financial resources of the Wanzhe family, I've spent a total of 3.3 billion US dollars in recent years, which does not include my mother's mental loss, physical strain, and empty room alone!"

"For the sake of you being my own father, I'll give you a 20% discount to make up the whole number. You can give us five billion dollars directly!"