Chapter 1086

Name:Morning, the Heir Author:Moon 月儿
"Is it really OK? You look terrible. " Weng Ling looked at him anxiously and reached out to find out the temperature of his forehead.

Who knows, he suddenly deviated, her hand out of the air, embarrassed to stop in mid air.

Can only be embarrassed to take back.

"I have something else to do, you Go out first. " Sheng Dong's voice is a little hoarse.

Weng Ling nodded and held out her hand to Shengyu: "Yuyu, let's not disturb dad's work. Aunt Lingling will accompany you to play football?"

"Good." Praise sensible should be, with a smile raised his head and said: "Dad, remember to eat cherry Oh, praise personally pick, each one is big and sweet."

With that, she took Weng Ling's hand and left the study bouncing.

At the moment when the door of the study closed, Sheng Dong seemed to be in a state of collapse. He leaned back on his chair.

He took the cell phone and looked at the photo above in disbelief.

He told himself that it was impossible. It was definitely deliberately designed by some people.

How can he doubt it because of just a few photos.

Five years ago, he made such a mistake once. Now he has to make it again!

He hinted in his heart again and again, don't think wildly, but the more like the seeds of fear and doubt constantly absorb nutrients in the dark, slowly take root and germinate, and soon grow into a towering tree.

A fierce boxing hit on the solid wood desk, shaking the whole palm numb.

"No way! I had DNA tested in those years. How could it be? "

As if even the psychological hint is useless, Sheng Dong made a sound directly.

There was no one else in the study, he said to himself, but this sentence made him fall into silence again.

Back then

He and Fanfan also had a paternity test.

But it turned out to have been tampered with.

What about him and the famous?

Usually, the evil and arrogant man almost fell off his chair. With a wave of his hand, all the papers on the desk and the big purple cherry just brought in were swept to the ground.

When the servant heard the sound, he knocked on the door and drank "get out".

Sheng Dong sat in his study for a whole afternoon, until after the evening, it was getting dark.

The study was dark because there was no light on.

Sheng Dong just moved his stiff fingertips and pressed the inside phone. He didn't make a sound in the afternoon. His throat seemed to stick together. His words were hoarse and low: "let Han Jie in."

Han Jie knocked on the door, but there was no sound inside.

He waited, and then he pushed the door in. As soon as he opened the door, he found that the study didn't even turn on the light.

You can see the man behind the table vaguely.

"Young master?" Han Jie subconsciously wants to press the switch on the bright wall.

"Don't move."

"What's the matter with you, young master?" Han Jie suddenly got a little flustered.

"Come here."

Han Jie comes forward according to Yan, a small transparent bag is photographed in front of his eyes. In the dark, he hears Sheng Dong's voice tremble and command: "go to get Yuyu's hair, and send two samples to three different places for identification. Don't be found."

Han Jie picked up the small transparent bag on the table with several hairs in it.

He was slightly stunned. Suddenly, his brain didn't seem to turn. Knowing the reason, he asked: "young master, you asked me to identify What? "

Sheng Dong didn't get angry. His voice was so calm. He answered his stupid question word by word: "paternity test."

In the dark, you can clearly hear the voice of Han Jie taking a breath of cold air.

He can't believe looking at Sheng Dong, his young master, which one is singing?

But why did he suddenly feel that the young master was not making a fool of himself?

If speculation becomes a reality, then

Han Jie didn't dare to think about it at all. He shivered.

The whole villa found something wrong with their young master.

For two days, Sheng Dong never stepped out of his study.

All the servants who came to ask him to eat or deliver food to him were yelled out.

Sheng Dong ordered that no one should disturb him.

Mrs. Sheng was in a hurry: "what's wrong with him? Wasn't yesterday fine? "

Weng Ling nodded her head and thought that when she saw Sheng Dong yesterday afternoon, he seemed to have lost his soul.

"I'm really pissed off. There's no time to stop. I'm so old. I'm still a child. If I like to eat or not, I'll make him hungry. Anyway, I can't die of hunger for a week."

Mrs. Sheng has the same tone as Mr. Sheng.

"Granny Sheng, don't be angry. I think something happened to Dong. Maybe it's just something that bothers him at work.""Just as you said, he is not a child. When he has dealt with it, he will come out naturally, so we don't want to disturb him. Anyway, it's also in his own home, and his injuries are not serious. You can rest assured that he will be OK."

Weng Ling's gentle words seemed to have a stabilizing effect, and Mrs. Sheng's anger was extinguished by her words.

"You girl, you have a good temper. I like it. It's not like that smelly boy who has been spoiled by me. If only I could neutralize you."

Weng Ling red face, shy smile: "in fact, Dong is also very good, heavy love heavy righteousness, just a little impatient."

"If you want me to tell you, you're the only one with such a good temper! He's been living too hard these years. He's so dull. If you have a heart, you'll take the initiative to help. Grandma will support you. "

Mrs. Sheng's words were euphemistic, but she also showed her attitude.

Weng Ling's face turned red with shame. She was so careful that she was easily seen through.

"Granny Sheng, you'll make fun of me. I'll go to the kitchen and have a look. There's porridge in the pot. If Dong is hungry, he'll have it right away."

Mrs. Sheng said with a clear smile, "look at you, you are shy with grandma. Go ahead."

As a result, he took it back in the evening of the third day. Avoiding the crowd, Han Jie went upstairs, took out a kraft paper bag from his arms and held it in his hand: "young master..."

"What happened?" Sheng Dong's voice is hoarse.

Han Jie drooped his eyes and didn't dare to look into his eyes. His face was also very ugly.

Sheng Dong's heart sank. Looking at Han Jie, he already knew the answer.

"Give it to me."

Han Jie hesitated for a moment and handed it to Sheng Dong.

"Young master, she should die!"

Han Jie gnashed his teeth and said, he really wants to break the woman's neck now.

It's hard to imagine that there would be such a shameless and despicable woman.

At that time, Wen Xiaoxiao was designed to pour dirty water on her, but unexpectedly, it was herself who was unfaithful.

This is ridiculous, ridiculous!

How can there be such a shameless woman?

In the past five years, young master has been raising children for others!

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