Ling Yutong couldnât believe her ears.
Ye Shengge sighed.
Ji Shiting had never been a gentle man. Even to her, he wouldnât say anything sweet unless he wanted to, let alone his ex.
The word âprotectiveâ was never in his dictionary.
However, Ye Shengge couldnât be bothered to sympathize with Ling Yutong.
âYou heard it yourself, Ms. Ling.â Ye Shengge smiled. âLittle Zheng can only choose either his father or mother. Even if Iâm willing to help you, Shiting wonât accept you.â
âBut I promised Little Zheng,â Ling Yutong mumbled. âI promised to bring him to his father. I promised to give him a complete family...â
âI donât want it anymore!â Little Zheng clenched his fists and blushed. âI donât want Dad anymore. I donât want Dad anymore, mom. Letâs go...â
He sounded like he was about to cry, and tears welled up in his eyes.
âLittle Zheng!â Ling Yutong felt sorry for him. He hugged his little body and choked. âItâs all my fault. Iâm sorry... Your dad actually likes you. Donât say things like that. Be good...â
âDo you really think Shiting refuses to acknowledge him because Little Zheng is upset?â Ye Shengge was furious. âIt looks like you didnât hear anything I said. Shiting is just a stranger to Little Zheng. He doesnât care what Shiting does to him. Youâre the one who made him sad. Do you really think kids have no self-esteem?â
Ling Yutong blushed, but she couldnât say anything.
Ji Shiting was expressionless, and he looked angrier.
He looked at Ye Shengge and grabbed her hand, trying to suppress his anger. âLetâs go.â
âShiting!â Yu Shuhang clenched his fist. He couldnât take it anymore. He picked up the paternity test report from the ground and handed it to Ji Shiting. âI took your hair off your clothes that day and sent it to be tested. I know you donât want to accept this, but Little Zheng is really your son.â
Ji Shiting had said clearly that he was willing to treat Little Zheng as his son, but he still refused to admit that the child was related to him by blood.
It was unfair to the child!
Ji Shiting didnât say anything but observed him with an unreadable expression.
After a while, he curled his lips and said, âReally?â
Yu Shuhang looked straight into the manâs eyes and nodded, âYou know what kind of person I am. I wouldnât lie to you about something so important.â
Jiang Lan couldnât help trembling as she said, âMr. Ji, I know Yutong shouldnât have said anything in this situation, but you donât know how much heâs suffered because of this child. If you really leave today, how are Yutong and Little Zheng going to deal with themselves in the future?â
They hadnât planned to be so high-profile, but Ji Shiting had been too cold to Ling Yutong, so she had revealed Little Zheng in front of everyone.
If Ji Shiting didnât give Ling Yutong and his mother an explanation today, they would become a laughing stock, and Ji Shitingâs reputation would be affected.
Therefore, Jiang Lan couldnât let Ji Shiting leave just like that.