Chapter 375
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"Am I very unlikeable, so Dad doesn't want me?" Little Zheng suddenly said.
"No, it's because your father is someone else." Ye Shengge sighed. "Your mother made a mistake."
He thought about it for a bit and said, "That must be it. Dad can't not like me. "
"That's right." Ye Shengge smiled. "You're so cute. I want you to be my son."
Little Zheng frowned and retorted, "No, Mom will be very sad if I become your son."
Ye Shengge couldn't help chuckling, "Seems like you like me quite a bit."
The boy's face turned red as he stammered, "That's … That's not it. You scolded my mother the other day. "
"Does that mean you hate me?" Ye Shengge pretended to be sad and sighed.
"No … No," he explained. "I know Mom did something wrong first. It's not your fault. You're fine too. "
Although he didn't understand many things, he could still feel other people's kindness and malice.
Ye Shengge smiled.
"Since you're already here, let's finish shooting the movie. Your mother might come anytime, "Ye Shengge said as she held his hand and walked to his makeup room.
Sure enough, an hour later, Ling Yutong showed up on set. At that time, Ye Shengge was acting with Little Zheng. The "mother and son" were talking and laughing in the play, and it was quite harmonious.
Ling Yutong's heart tightened. As soon as the scene was over, 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, "Did you do anything to Little Zheng?"
Ye Shengge resisted the urge to roll her eyes and said, "There are so many people on set. What do you think I would do to him?"
Ling Yutong picked up her son and said, "Let's go back, Little Zheng. We're not filming this anymore."
"Mom, give me a new dad," Little Zheng suddenly said.
"Nonsense. How can I change it so casually?" Ling Yutong scolded him.
"Anyway, whoever treats me well is my father." He pursed his lips. "If I really can't find him, then I don't want a father anymore."
"You …" Ling Yutong's eyes turned red as she stared at Ye Shengge. "Little Zheng, your father was just deceived."
"Hey, mom, I'm serious." He sighed like an old man. "He doesn't want me to be his son, and I don't want him to be my father either. I don't want face!"
Ling Yutong was speechless.
"But you clearly have the blood of the Ji family flowing through your veins." She explained patiently. "You're still young. You don't know what this means."
"I know. It's just that the Ji family is rich." He snorted. "I'm rich too. I don't care. Mom, if you're short of money, just get me a few more shows. "
Ling Yutong was rendered speechless once again.
She had no choice but to glare at Ye Shengge. She didn't know what that woman had instilled in Little Zheng.
"Look, Little Zheng is more sensible than you." Ye Shengge shrugged.
Ling Yutong glared at her and left with Little Zheng in her arms.
Ye Shengge could only sigh. It seemed that Ling Yutong still hadn't given up.
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