Mommy is 17 years old: a genius son with a black belly

"I refuse." Xia Baobao said, his mother would definitely not agree to the paternity test.

As long as Mommy doesn't agree with him, he won't do it.

Tang Yebai pretended to be surprised and said, "I don't know if you are my son, Xia Chenxi lost his memory again, and now someone says you are my son, I also think you are my son most likely, the fastest identification way of doing."

Don't talk nonsense, let the data speak.

This is Tang Yebai's usual style.

Xia Baobao was blocked by Tang Yebai and couldn't say a word. Tang Yebai's words were all reasonable, and he had no reason to refute. Tang Yebai looked at the distressed Xia Tian with a half-smile, "You don't want to do an appraisal unless You know who your daddy is."

Baby Xia wailed in her heart, Daddy, you are so cunning.

It turned out to be a cliché.

So cunning, so cunning.

"If it turns out that I'm not your son?" Xia Baobei asked Tang Yebai leisurely.

Tang Yebai said, "No, it's not."

"So simple?"

Tang Yebai snorted, looked at Xia Tian, ​​and said slowly, "I'll tell you the truth, I don't plan to have children in this life, I hate children. So, I never look forward to children."

"Are you my son? I want the truth. If so, that's the best. I think it's good to have a son like you."

"If not, I have nothing to lose, do I?"

For Tang Yebai, he should be clear about what he wants and what he doesn't want.

Xia Baobao heard a sentence of not expecting a child, and suddenly felt that a sad little arrow had hit his little heart, and couldn't help showing aggrieved expression, he really wasn't expected by his father, ╮(╯▽╰)╭.

"Are you willing to tell me the truth?" Tang Yebai asked.

Xia Baobei pursed her lips, thought for a while, and said rather distressed, "I would like to tell you the truth, but unfortunately, I don't know."

"Okay, let's go for an appraisal right away." Tang Yebai laughed so that the demons danced wildly, and the evildoers regenerated.

"It's a joke." Xia Baobei snorted coldly, domineering, "Anyone who wants me to be his son, will I have to go if he asks me to do the appraisal?"

"I'm very reserved and expensive."

"I'm not such a casual person."

Tang Yebai, "..."

Boy, no matter how you hear this, it's a bit embarrassing. Fortunately, you didn't even blink your eyes when you shot.

Xia Baobei also felt that he was being arrogant, so he silently turned his head aside and clenched his fists. He wanted to be a gentleman, he wanted to be a bully, and he definitely didn't want to be a monster or be arrogant.

Tang Yebai looked at the child's face, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, the softest part of his heart felt warm as if someone had poked him.

It would be great if it was really his son.

Thinking of those bulletproof Ferraris, Tang Yebai narrowed his eyes slightly, and smiled like a diplomatic ambassador, "Baby Xia, who are you, why are they protecting you, and who are they?"

Xia Baobao knew that he couldn't avoid this problem. If he told Tang Yebai that he was a trump card mercenary, would his father immediately grab him and throw him down, killing him to silence him? This is very possible.

After all, they are rivals.

The Tang Sect, Ace Mercenaries and Huoyun Group are three pillars, and each regards the other as a thorn in the side, which has been the case for many years.

Xia Baobao showed a small reserved and shy smile, just like a big girl, Tang Yebai's cheeks twitched fiercely, this child showed such a smile, no matter how he felt a little weird.

"Baby, my family loves it. When the flowers bloom, many people rush home to take care of them. So, Mr. Tang, you understand."