C497 My Mother Isn't Dead yet What

"Shang Moze, who is this?" Yi Xiaomi lowered her voice. Why did this old grandpa feel so fierce? Furthermore, he even used an expression of disgust to look at her?

"My grandfather," Shang Moze replied. He held Yi Xiaomi in his arms and smiled faintly. "You go upstairs first."

"Bastard brat, is this the vixen who didn't die? My grandfather isn't blind. Was that vixen like this back then?"

"Grandpa, she is indeed Qingren. This is our child." As he spoke, Shang Moze pulled Ling Xichen in front of him.

Looking at the white and tender little person, the old man's eyes widened. "Where did you get this illegitimate child from?"

Shang Moze did quite well in the dark. The illegitimate child was already so big.

Thinking of this, the old man suddenly came to a realization. "No wonder I said you wanted to make a move on Lilith that child. Turns out you have a new lover again!"

Hearing the words "illegitimate child," Shang Moze's eyes darkened slightly and his tone became cold. "Old man, there are some things that you cannot say randomly."

"Nonsense. Where did this bastard come from? You are already married and you still want to mess around outside!"

"Grandfather, I have never married Lilith!" The reason why Lilith was settled down and did not touch her was also because of Shiche...

Hearing their conversation, Yi Xiaomi, who was about to take care of the fat bug in the bottle, froze. Her beautiful eyes were cold.

"Grandpa, are you blind?" Yi Xiaomi smiled and walked forward to pull Little Milk Bun out of the man's arms.

"This child is my son, not some bastard!"

"Listen, listen. A woman like this is not worth mentioning!"

The old man was pushed. He was furious. His fingers trembled as he pointed at Shang Moze. "Why don't you find a good woman? There are so many socialites and daughters in A City. Why do you always like this kind of tributary woman?"

"Grandpa, it's not right to scold people." Ling Xichen smiled brightly.

The old man looked at the child. He was very similar to Shang Moze when he was young. After all, he had the blood of a merchant. He could not hate him.

However, how could this woman let her join a merchant? As he thought, the old man softened his voice. "Little friend, what's your name?"

Hearing the old man's voice, Shang Moze's heart skipped a beat. Even his toes could guess what the old man was thinking.

"Grandfather, my name is Ling Xichen." Ling Xichen blinked his eyes and looked at the man.

What was wrong with his father? His grandfather could not even handle it, and he still wanted his mother to stay...

"What? Surnamed Ling? You're not a child of our business, how can you be called Ling Xichen? This name has to be changed, it has to be changed!"

When the old man heard the name "Ling Xichen," he said, "Let's go. We will change the name now."

Shang Moze put one hand on his forehead. He had wanted to discuss this matter with Yi Xiaomi. If the old man made such a fuss, it would be a disaster.

As expected, the moment the word "change the name" came out, the woman's face changed. She sneered, "This is my son. Who dares to change the name?"

"Mommy, don't be angry. Little Prince Xichen did not change his name," Ling Xichen said. The corner of his mouth curled up as he looked at Shang Moze.

Tsk tsk tsk, dad, dad, if you don't calm mommy down today, you will probably be in danger in the future.

The tall man tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart. He looked at his grandfather and said, "Old man, I have said before that you are old. You should have a good time. You don't have to worry about these things. "

"What do you mean you don't have to worry about me? Shang Moze, you bastard, you only told me when your child is so old."

"But it doesn't matter. That child Lilith has a good heart. She definitely won't dislike it..."

These words jumped into Yi Xiaomi's ears one by one. She was so angry that she laughed instead and her red lips hooked up. Originally, she only wanted to change Little Milk Bun's name, but now, she even directly found a stepmother!

This biological mother of hers was not dead yet!

"You..." Yi Xiaomi wanted to speak, but was directly interrupted by the old man.

"You don't need to speak anymore. Name a price. How much do you want before you are willing to give this child to us?"

The old man had a rich and imposing manner. "This child is the bloodline of our business. He will definitely acknowledge his ancestors and return home..."

"As for you, you can go wherever you want. I will give you enough money to keep this child."

"Old man, this child is my son. He is not for sale."

As she spoke, Yi Xiaomi glanced at the man and was very angry. "If you really want the bloodline of a merchant, there are so many women in this world. Wouldn't it be better to let Shang Moze sleep a few more times?"

"You..." The old man was extremely angry. Shang Moze was not a pig. What did it mean to sleep with a few? "You little girl, why are you so uncultured and shameless?"

"Grandpa, can you stop messing around?" Young Master Shang really had a headache. It was not easy for him to find Yi Xiaomi. The old man stabbed and sprinkled salt on her.

"Young Master Shang, I think your house is too high. I can't go in." As she spoke, Yi Xiaomi glanced at Little Milk Bun. "Little Prince Xichen, tell your uncle to bring us home."

This old man was really amazing. She, Yung Yueqing, did not lack money. Damn it, half of the Snow belonged to her. Also, Little Prince Xichen was such an expensive item. Who could afford it?

The first reason she returned to Shang Moze's side was because this man was really good to her. Although she did not have the memories of the past, she could feel that she still liked him a little.

Second, it was because she wanted to give Ling Xichen a complete home.

Although Ling Jue also treated Little Milk Bun very well, she could see that the little guy still wanted to know what his biological father looked like.

Furthermore, after meeting Shang Moze, she could also tell that Ling Xichen really liked to worship Shang Moze.

It was probably because of the blood connection that there was a natural intimacy.

She hoped that her son could grow up in a normal family, but now it seemed like it was not necessary.

Seeing Ling Xichen actually take out his phone, Shang Moze's eyes darkened. He reached out his long arm and snatched the thing in Ling Xichen's hand. "You are not allowed to hit me!"

Yung Yuebai had just left when he called. Damn it, this man would definitely fly back in the next second and take the two of them away.

Thinking of this, Young Master Shang's mood was extremely bad. "Yi Xiaomi, you better stay here. You still want to run when you come back!"

"Grandfather, I brought Yi Xiaomi back. I don't need your permission. I just want to inform you." As he spoke, Shang Moze's fingers exerted force. A phone was actually broken into two by the man.

He mercilessly threw the crippled phone into the trash can. The corner of Shang Moze's mouth curled up as he looked at Yi Xiaomi proudly.

That meant, you should call, call...