Chapter 282

C282 – Power Seller

“Look, there’s a photo of Xiaojie over there!” Shang Mingming suddenly gestured towards a nearby desk.

“My photo?” Shang Cijie glanced over, confirming it was indeed his picture, depicting him in his school uniform.

“Isn’t this my high school photo? What’s it doing here?”

Though uncertain how Mu Sifa acquired it, seeing his own image calmed Shang Cijie’s anger.

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“When did your father return?” Shang Cijie muttered, appearing eager to confront Mu Sifa.

“What’s the matter? You want to confront your father?” Shang Mingming saw through his intentions.

“Who cares about him? I’m only worried no one will notice if he meets his end out there.”

Haha, that’s not true. Deep down, I do want to see my father.

“Who’s talking about dying, dear?”

Mu Sifa’s voice suddenly echoed from the courtyard. Clearly breathless, he must have hurried over.

In truth, Shang Cijie recognized that Xi Yang bore a resemblance to his past self from five years ago.

“Alright, let’s not make things difficult. It’s my fault.”

Mu Sifa took responsibility willingly, neither fleeing nor disappointing Shang Cijie, opting for honesty.

“Regardless, I’m not your partner, so why should I be angry with you? You needn’t apologize.”

After Mu Sifa apologized, Shang Cijie intentionally spoke thus.

“How can you not be my partner? Aren’t you now my son’s mother?”

Mu Sifa, surprisingly unperturbed by Shang Cijie’s refusal to acknowledge their relationship, smiled at him.

“No, who is the mother of your son? Mingming is not mine biologically. I got him back; I wouldn’t have a deceitful son.”

Shang Mingming’s relationship with him soured because Shang Mingming often beat around the bush and teased him.

“Hey, hey, hey! Why are you both ganging up on me?” Shang Mingming rolled his eyes.

“Who else could I be referring to but you? You’re the most mischievous. I’m innocent; how could I have a son like you?”

“That means I’m a genetic misfit, Dad! Yeah, you’re a misfit Dad,” Ye Zichen pinned the blame on Mu Sifa.