âAm I very unlikeable, so Dad doesnât want me?â Little Zheng suddenly said.
âNo, itâs because your dad is someone else.â Ye Shengge sighed. âYour mom made a mistake.â
He thought for a bit and said, âThat must be it. Dad wouldnât dislike me.â
âThatâs right.â Ye Shengge smiled. âYouâre so cute that I would want you to be my son.â
Little Zheng wrinkled his nose and retorted, âNo. Mom will be very sad if I become your son.â
Ye Shengge couldnât help chuckling. âSeems like you like me.â
The boy blushed and stammered, âNo... No way. You scolded my mom that day.â
âDoes that mean you hate me?â Ye Shengge sighed.
âNot... Not really,â he explained. âI know Mom did something wrong first. I canât blame you. Youâre fine too.â
Although he didnât know much about many things, he could still feel the kindness and malice of others.
Ye Shengge smiled.
âSince youâre here, letâs finish the shoot. Your mom might come looking for you anytime,â Ye Shengge said as she held his hand and walked to his makeup room.
Sure enough, Ling Yutong showed up on set an hour later. At that time, Ye Shengge was acting with Little Zheng, and the mother and son were talking and laughing.
Ling Yutongâs heart skipped a beat. After the scene ended, she immediately hugged Little Zheng as if she was afraid that he would be snatched away.
At the same time, she looked at Ye Shengge and said, âDid you do anything to Little Zheng?â
Ye Shengge resisted the urge to roll her eyes. âThere are so many people in the crew. What do you think Iâll do to him?â
Ling Yutong picked up her son and said, âLetâs go back, Little Zheng. Weâre not filming anymore.â
âGive me a new father, mom,â said Little Zheng.
âNonsense. How can a father be changed so easily?â Ling Yutong chided
âWhoever treats me well is my father.â He pouted. âIf I canât find him, I wonât want my father anymore.â
âYou...â Ling Yutongâs eyes turned red. He stared at Ye Shengge and said,â Little Zheng, your father was deceived by someone. â
âIâm serious, mom.â He sighed. âHe doesnât want me to be his son, and I donât want him to be my father. I donât need my pride!â
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âBut you have the Ji familyâs blood flowing in you,â she explained patiently. âYouâre still young, so you donât know what it means.â
âI know. Itâs just that the Ji family is rich.â He snorted. âIâm rich too. I donât want it. Mom, if you need money, just give me a few more parts.â
Ling Yutong was rendered speechless again.
She could only glare at Ye Shengge, wondering what that woman had instilled in Xiao Zheng.
âLook, Little Zheng is more sensible than you.â Ye Shengge shrugged.
Ling Yutong glared at her and left with Little Zheng.
Ye Shengge could only sigh. It seemed that Ling Yutong hadnât given up yet.
She packed up and returned to Qianfan Villa.