Chapter 292 Your real mother or your real mother and I'll be your real father?
Nangong Ye's tone was piercingly cold, and even the temperature of his whole body dropped a little.

Su Jing knew that the actions of all of them had deeply touched the man's inverse scales, so at this moment, he didn't argue, didn't fight back, and didn't fight back. He just stood aside with downcast eyes, waiting quietly. Waiting for the man opposite to calm down his anger.

Nangong Ye looked indifferently at his best friend whom he had trusted for 15 years. He couldn't figure out why his closest parents and his two most trusted friends chose to hide such an important matter from him.

"Do you know how much I trust those two paternity tests?"

Brother Ye smiled mockingly, and said to himself: "I believe it, I subconsciously ignored my son's face that resembles me half to seven. It was such an appraisal that almost made me a big mistake."

Su Jing opened his mouth, unable to speak, and finally gave up powerlessly.

Ye Ping'an raised his head from the pillow, looked at his father who was in a rage, and then at the beauty who stood silently by the side with a suffocated face, um, he seemed to feel sorry for Jing Meiren , what to do?
Heh, then, his mouth started to twitch, "Brother Ye, you can't blame Jing Meiren for this, I ordered Banana to falsify those two paternity tests."

"Shut up for me." Nangong Ye's sharp eyes shot at him and successfully stopped him.

The little guy curled his lips, and made a turtle again.

Well, it's hard to protect yourself, so, beauty, please ask for blessings.

Su Jing tilted his head slightly, glanced at the little guy who had retracted into the turtle shell again, and said lightly: "Boy, your suggestion is good. In the next life, your real mother will still be your real mother, and I will be your real father?"

Ye Ping'an burst into tears, shit, no one ever told him that the Bingshan man also has a bad-bellied and cheating physique.

Feeling the chilly temperature coming from the direction of his father, the little guy shrank himself into a ball, he regrets it now, damn, what are you doing to provoke this rich wolf in front of you if you have nothing to do?
Now it's all right, finish playing yourself! !
"Jingmei, be careful with your medical equipment, damn, if I am ordered to go out today, young master, I will definitely paralyze your entire medical system."

Su Jing's eyes flashed, and he added: "Didn't you say before that everyone on the stall is better than this dear father on the stall? I think so too."

Ye Pingan wanted to escape...

Nangong Ye looked away from the little guy, looked at Su Jing, opened her thin lips, and said two words coldly: "Get out."

Su Jing reached out to wipe the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, looked up at Ye Pingan on the bed, hesitated to speak, and after receiving the warning gaze from the man beside him, he turned and retreated.

All the medical staff were sweating profusely. Seeing Su Jing withdrawing, they hurriedly ran out after him.

For a moment, the whole medical room was so quiet that the sound of needle dropping could be heard, only the heart pulse detector was ticking.

Brother Ye stared at the back of his son's head thoughtfully for a long time, and then said in a cold voice, "Put your head out."

"It hurts." The little guy replied in a muffled voice.

Nangong Ye turned his eyes and glanced at his blood-stained bandage, and said with a sneer, "Did you hurt the main artery? Hurt the heart, liver, spleen and lung? Hurt the hemiplegia? Hurt..."

"Stop." The little guy raised his eyes suddenly, glared angrily at the leisurely father beside the bed, gritted his teeth and said, "Nangong Ye, do we know each other well? Why do you educate me?"

(End of this chapter)

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