Chapter 340
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"Impossible! Little Zheng won't bear to be separated from me! " Ling Yutong looked up at her and gritted her teeth. "Besides, I won't hand the child over to an outsider!"
"How is it an outsider?" Ye Shengge smiled. "According to what you said, Shiting is Little Zheng's biological father, so I'm naturally the child's stepmother. Little Zheng and I are just like Ms. Ling and Mr. Jun. Is Mr. Jun an outsider to you? "
Ling Yutong was tongue-tied.
Mr. Jun couldn't help sizing Ye Shengge up when he heard that.
After a while, Ling Yutong choked and said, "That's different. How old is Little Zheng …"
"That won't do …" Ye Shengge sighed. "Looks like you'll only be satisfied if I leave Shiting and fulfill your family of three, right?"
"I don't want to interfere, but the child is innocent. I have to give him a complete family." Ling Yutong looked at her son in her arms. "Little Zheng, tell this auntie that you only want to live with Mom and Dad, right?"
No matter how smart Little Zheng was, he was only three or four years old. He had never seen such a huge scene before. He looked panicked as he looked at Ling Yutong and Ye Shengge with his black eyes. His mouth was tightly shut.
Ling Yutong bit her lips and said, "Say something, Little Zheng. Haven't you always wanted Dad?"
The boy clenched his fists and still didn't say anything. His face was filled with stubbornness.
"You know the child is innocent," Ye Shengge sneered. Ye Shengge sneered. "But you pushed this child in front of so many people just to make Ji Shiting acknowledge Little Zheng. You let him become the topic of conversation and even the target of sympathy, but you didn't consider his feelings at all. It's Little Zheng's greatest misfortune to have a selfish mother like you. At the end of the day, your own goal is more important in your heart. Little Zheng is just a tool for you to achieve your goal. You keep saying that you want the child to have a complete family, but you know what your actual goal is. "
Ye Shengge's words were like knives, striking Ling Yutong like she had been struck by lightning, and her face turned pale.
She looked at the stubborn and humiliated face of her son, and there was some regret on her face. But since things had already come to this, she could only harden her heart and continue.
"I just didn't expect Shiting to deny that he's the father of the child." Tears streamed down her face as if she was extremely sad. "I hurt Shiting back then, so he's blaming Little Zheng now … It's all my fault."
Ji Shiting sneered, walked over and held Ye Shengge in his arms.
"Then, what if I say that I'm willing to treat Little Zheng as my son but don't want to have anything to do with you? What are you going to do?" The man's voice was deep and full of mockery.
Ling Yutong shuddered and looked at him in disbelief.
At this moment, she was squatting on the ground, so the tall figure of the man was even more oppressive to her.
She bit her lips and said, "Are you still blaming me, Shiting?"
"No." Ji Shiting said coldly. "I just hate you."
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