Chapter 1435： Is it his own? 1

Ling Yiyong looked at Xia Chunlin, whose complexion was purplish swollen and had already rolled his eyes, and threw it directly to the ground.

It was just a moment of anger, but now he has calmed down.

Ling Mengxi is not his own, isn't that great.

At least it proved that he did not do anything to apologize to Han Ling.

As for Ling Jiang's time, Han Ling designed it alone, and he didn't know it.

Turning around, staring at the old man Ling who was on his head, his eyes swept across Ling Jiang, and finally fell on Ling Weifeng.

He frowned, "Dad, Xiao Feng doesn't need to be tested."

He has a complicated complexion. In fact, he doesn't even need to test Ling Jiang. He knows how Ling Jiang came from.

No matter how much he didn't want to admit, Ling Jiang was indeed his son.

"Inspect, all must be inspected."

Elder Ling was so angry that he was going to die.

In fact, he was most worried about Ling Weifeng!

When Han Ling had no fertility at all, she became pregnant suddenly, which was strange.

That woman can deceive everyone by changing a daughter into a son, and what's impossible in fake pregnancy or getting a wild man's wild breed!

It's just that because of Ling Weifeng's current identity, he didn't say these thoughts.

In case of mistake, Ling Weifeng is really the flesh and blood of the Ling family.

Then offending her again would be equivalent to completely cutting off the connection between the Ling family and the royal family.

Grandpa Ling even thought that even if Ling Weifeng was not born with him, he could forgive her graciously because she was married to Prince Xi.

As for Ling Jiang, Grandpa Ling had a complicated expression.

The Ling family now has only one grandson like Ling Jiang. If he is not even his own, then...

"Cough cough cough..."

Another breath of bad breath surged, and Old Man Ling almost passed away.

Xia Chunlin, who had eased over, rushed forward, hugged Ling Yiyong's feet, and cried heartbreakingly.

"A Yi, Xiao Jiang is your son, he is really your son."

"roll!"

Ling Yiyong raised his foot and kicked her away.

Then he took a few steps back to protect Ling Weifeng, turned sideways, and blocked her in a protective posture.

"Dad, I don't care who you want to test, but Xiao Feng can't."

He had a firm attitude. Elder Ling was trembling with anger. He raised his hand and pointed at him tremblingly.

"Why can't it be tested? Could it be that she has a ghost in her heart."

Ling Yiyong became furious, "Xiaofeng is the daughter of Han Ling and I. I can assure you that if you do a paternity test, you will distrust Han Ling. I will not do that."

He didn't say one more thing, for fear of angering Old Man Ling.

That is, even if Ling Weifeng was not born to him, as long as it was born to Han Ling, he would consider it his own.

Han Ling had no fertility in the first place. After taking so many home remedies, she completely broke her body and gave birth to Ling Weifeng, the only daughter in her life.

Naturally, he is also his only daughter.

Moreover, in his opinion, this possibility does not exist at all.

For Han Ling, he never doubted it!

Xia Chunlin's crying voice sounded again, "What about me, you believe her, why don't you believe me."

"Shut up, don't compare you to Aling, are you worthy?"

All the light in Xia Chunlin's eyes dimmed, and she felt very sad.

"Ayi, I admit that I am sorry about Mengxi, but Xiaojiang is really your son. Don't you trust Han Ling? Xiaojiang was designed by her. How can you doubt Xiaojiang.

He is your own son, how much you hurt him by doing this. "