Three children, the president's father is super fierce

Chapter 58 I seem to have found your son

Chapter 58: I seem to have found your son

After searching for a long time, he still couldn't find Lu Haocheng's photo album.

Lu Haocheng straightened his body, his brows furrowed into Sichuan characters, and he frowned and asked, "Why are you looking for my photo album?"

Mu Ziheng glanced back at him, raised his eyebrows and said playfully, "I seem to have found your son, and I want to see how similar you are in the photos when you were young?"

Lu Haocheng quickly jumped up from the sofa, and looked at Mu Ziheng's unceremonious roar: "Mu Ziheng, you were hit by a car when you went out, or your head was caught by the door when you entered. When did I have a son? I have always been clean." If you love yourself, is there any seed left?"

Lu Haocheng was about to go mad with anger, a cool breath surrounded his whole body.

Mu Ziheng squinted at him, and sneered at him with his hands on his waist: "You seem to be so tall and tall, didn't you eat up a yellow-flowered girl seven years ago, it's terrible You have been away for seven years, and there is no news from your family?" After Mu Ziheng finished speaking, he continued to search.

"Then she doesn't want her family to know about her, and there may be other reasons?" Lu Haocheng retorted confidently, but he lacked confidence.

Back then, the medicine was so effective that he couldn't bear it anymore.

He took three cold showers, but he didn't recover.

Mu Ziheng blinked at him like a child, and asked: "Let's not talk about that, tell me, I put your photo album here for you, where did you move?"

Seeing Mu Ziheng's serious expression, Lu Haocheng pointed upstairs, "I moved upstairs."

Mu Ziheng took the mobile phone on the coffee table and walked forward: "Come on, follow me upstairs."

Lu Haocheng looked at him so seriously, and asked in his heart, can he not go?
How could he have a son?

This is simply a big joke.

However, he still followed Mu Ziheng upstairs.

Lu Haocheng's room is very warm, with a Nordic style. Entering it, it gives people a feeling of home and a sense of belonging in the heart.

The off-white two-meter wide bed is covered with a light gray bed cover.

Against the wall, there is a group of beige sofas, one scene and one object, simple and exquisite, exquisite and charming.

The curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows are drawn, and the starry sky in the night sky can be seen.

The room and the study are next to each other.

Knowing his habit of putting things away, Mu Ziheng went straight into the study, found his photo album and carried it to the sofa in Lu Haocheng's room.

Lu Haocheng followed him nervously all the way.

"Bang!" Mu Ziheng put several photo albums on the white coffee table heavily.

Lu Haocheng quickly sat beside him: "Mu Ziheng, are you serious?"

Mu Ziheng didn't look at him, but quickly opened the photo album and flipped through Lu Haocheng's childhood photos: "Haocheng, I've never been so serious!"

He had seen Lu Haocheng's childhood photos, and soon turned to the photos of Lu Haocheng when he was five or six years old. He excitedly picked them up and put them on Lu Haocheng's lap. He pointed to the child in the photo, "Lu Haocheng , is this you?"

Lu Haocheng gave him a blank look, and said in a gloomy tone, "It's not me, could it be you!"

Does he look as handsome as he does?

Mu Ziheng didn't bother with him, and quickly unlocked the phone's password. He had found the picture just now, and after unlocking it, he saw a picture of a child.

The child in the picture is wearing a cool black dress, with thick hair slightly fluffy, with a slight smile, young and full of celebrity style.

(End of this chapter)