C6 Is His Son

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

"Personally, I don't think there's a need to test it out. You are his child."

"Let me go. As a slave, I cannot disobey my master's orders. However, I swear that I never thought of harming you!" Mike said in Chinese that was a bit awkward.

Mi Bao had already wondered why he was knocked down. It was because the so-called genetic genes in genetic theory would be revealed. When he saw a face that looked like he enlarged, he was shocked.

He only wanted the arrogant guy to look at him, but the guy just looked at him and there was no reaction. Even Mommy was the same. He thought it was the one in a million similarity, so he gave up.

But at last the man's deep gaze focused on his face, and he understood vaguely that they were related.

"Who is he?" Mi Bao stood up from the stool and looked down from above!

Mike shuddered as he truly felt intimidated.

"I really can't say this."

"If you're really his child, he'll tell you himself."

"Your clans are strong, so strong that they are no different from kings!" Mike replied in a low voice, afraid that he would be angered.

But when Mi Bao heard that, he laughed and said: "I don't agree that he is powerful. Otherwise, why did he not know about Mommy's existence for the past six years? My existence? "

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

Mi Bao didn't even bother to listen. He only knew that in the past six years, no matter how tired, how bitter, Mommy had always placed him first. Mommy was the only one who helped him warm his hands in the cold wind and snow.

Pulling a strand of hair off his head, Mi Bao released Mike and said to him, "Go and verify it. If you prove that I am his son, then please help me pass on a message to him!"

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

Mike held Mi Bao's hair and suddenly felt the air become cold.

His body trembled as he thought, [This is what you call harsh words!]

Picking up the clothes, Mike was thrown out of the door by Mi Bao. While covering up the important parts, Mike ran towards the stairs in an attempt to find a place to cover himself and put his clothes on.

F * ck Mo Chen, he said that children were the easiest to deal with. If he went back now, they would definitely laugh out loud.

Woo woo … * The boss would definitely ask.

By the time Mi Xiu returned, it was already after nine. Baby was no longer playing games, but was quietly sitting alone in the living room.

Such a sensible and precious thing made Mi Xiu's heart ache like it was something important. She went up to it and kissed it crazily.

"Darling, I'm sorry!"

"Mommy can't even keep you company!"

Hearing this, Mi Bao laid in Mommy's arms and didn't want to get up at all. Other mommy only wanted to look good, play cards, and go shopping, but his mommy had to stay up all night drawing pictures, cutting, sewing, and personally making clothing samples.

Sometimes he had to go to the factory to supervise, and he couldn't come back all day.

If it wasn't for him, maybe Mommy would have been with Uncle Helian a long time ago.

Mi Bao thought for a while, then he kissed Mi Xiu and said, "Darling, please serve me tonight!"

"Really?" Mi Xiu cheered!

Mi Bao accepted his fate and nodded, while his eyes flashed with a sweet helplessness!

Only Mi Xiu cheered happily. Darling didn't sleep with her when she was three years old. It was an honorific, as if there was a difference between males and females!

Hehe, in truth, it's just that I'm afraid of her hugging, kissing and rubbing her breasts at night.

Heaven knows how adorable he was when he was young, she couldn't help it!

He was the meat that had fallen from her body. No matter how much he loved her, he would never have enough!

He truly felt that his son was his mother's little lover from his previous life!

One day later

Moqi Lingjue got the paternity test report!

Mo Chen and Mike looked at each other and lowered their heads without saying a word. However, their eyes were flashing with colorful glaze.

Moqi Lingjue twitched the data in his hands. His dark eyes focused, focused, and complicated!

"He said you can't take him away from his mother?"

When Mike heard this, he hurriedly nodded.

"What he said doesn't count!" Moqi Lingjue sneered, you already know how to threaten me at such a young age!

Very good! As expected of a species of Moqi Family!

Mike looked at the data in the boss' hands and his eyes widened.

"Grandmother, it's really Young Master!"

When Mo Chen heard this, he also looked over and patted the hair on the top of his head. His eyes flickered with a light like Obsidian. His handsome face carried a murderous look as he said, "Aiyo, I'm going. It's true!"

I'm afraid the entire Moqi Family is not so peaceful this time.

"Find a chance to let me meet him alone!" Thinking about his son's cute face, round eyes, and the treatment Mike had received, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly.

When Mike and Mo Chen saw this, they secretly gave Young Master a thumbs up.

One had to know that his master had the face of a ten-thousand-year-old zombie!

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

"Young Master is alone at home tonight!" Mike then told Moqi Lingjue the address.

At night, after Mi Xiu had kissed her son and left the house, Maybach, who had already stopped in the apartment's private parking lot, slowly drove out …

Moqi Lingjue was wearing a black suit and his 1.95m stature looked majestic. His deep eyes were filled with an unfathomable coldness. It was as if under those eyes, no matter how deep one hid, there was nowhere to hide!

Moqi Lingjue slightly raised his head and saw that there was a pair of equally cold eyes looking at him from the second floor's screen. Those diamond-like eyes …

It was clearer than him, but also more complicated.

Staring at the man downstairs in a daze, Mi Bao could feel his strong aura. It was as if everyone was dead in his eyes, without a single ripple.

Mi Bao moved his gaze away first and twitched his mouth. It wasn't that he was weak, it was just that when he wasn't clear about the man's intentions, he decided to keep his position for the time being.

When Moqi Lingjue went upstairs, he found the door was not closed. This was a mutual understanding between father and son, so he accepted it happily.

When he walked into the hallway, he saw his son sitting on the sofa with his arms crossed.

Little Rascal stared at him with burning eyes, as if it had already expected his arrival. There was even a pile of information on the table.

"This year, I have five years, three months, and two days, and I have the 132nd direct descendant of the Moqi Family. According to the financial resources of the Moqi Family, the total expenditure for my past few years is estimated to be three billion three hundred thousand three hundred thousand.

"Since you are my biological father, I will give you a 20% discount to get you an integer. You can just directly give me 5 billion!"