"Then who is my son! Even if night seven is not, my son must also be at Beiming's house. My hair for paternity test will not be fake! "
Everyone, "..."
"If you want to find your son, can you make clear the age of his birth first and see if we can help you find it?" Huangfu asked at night.
All the people focused on nangongtian again.
"I don't know his birthday. He should have thirty-three this year." Nangong Tian said.
"Then your son must not be me. I am thirty this year."
"Thirty three Thirty Three... " Huangfu's eyes fell on elder brother at night.
Bai Jingqing, who came here after the rescue, listened to these words and did the same action.
And Gu Qingxin and night seven, the nearest to Beiming cold
Everyone looked at him.
"Impossible!" he frowned
"What do you mean? Night seven is not my son, isn't it... " Nangongtian's eyes also fell on beiminghan. His expression was like a ghost. "It can't be him!"
"Of course it can't be me!" The cold in the north also quickly declined.
Although both of them said so, everyone was in the dark. Now they know that the old man is so powerful. He has been dead for six years, but he has calculated what happened today.
Nangong Tian just denied it and thought he was too stupid. Maybe this is a chance for him to live!
"Beiming cold, were you born at the time of spring and summer handover?" Nangongtian said another sentence.
Everyone, "..."
"Nangong Tian, what do you say about your son?" Gu Qingxin can't stand it. They all hate nangongtian. But what if he is the father of beiminghan?
"This is an old story!" There was a glimmer of color in nangongtian's eyes.
"Tell me the name of your son's mother."
Gu Qingxin's words silenced everyone, right? Now everyone knows that brother's biological mother is Jingrou, but they don't know who brother's father is.
If nangongtian says that the woman is not Jingrou, he can't have a relationship with his eldest brother.
"Her name is..."
Nangong Tian opened his mouth, and everyone held their breath. At that moment, his heart seemed to stop beating, waiting for his next name.
No one hopes that Beiming cold will be the son of nangongtian.
Now they just hope that everyone has nothing to do with the scum on the other side.
"Jingrou."
In a word, it makes everyone stupid.
Beiming cold quickly raised his gun and shot Nangong Tian, "you are nonsense! No way! "
"Bang!" A sound, the gun hit nangongtian's leg, nangongtian painful all of a sudden kneeling on the ground.
At the same time, he also made sure that in the past six years, he was really cheated. Night seven is not his own son at all. Beiming cold is!
All of a sudden, he burst out laughing. He thought it was Providence
"You are my son! Ha ha ha ha ~ ~ ~ Providence, it's really providence Nangong heaven looks up and smiles.
"Shut up!" Beiminghan raises his gun and wants to kill nangongtian.
Gu Qingxin and Huangfu night pushed his hand almost at the same time.
If it wasn't for two people, Nangong Tian would have died in Beiming cold's hands.
Nangongtian is indeed a survivor, but It can't be done by Beiming cold.