Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

Father and son, one is crying bitterly, the other is crying patiently. It's really sad for the listener.

The point is that the child does look like Tang Xin.

"What's the situation?"?! Is it really the illegitimate son of Tang Xin? "

"That child looks like she's about ten years old. She's really older than Tang Xin's other two sons, and I heard that she was pregnant, so she hooked up with general manager song."

"Damn it! So, is it not that Tang Xin has abandoned them and gone to climb the high branch? "

"No, Tang Xin is the daughter of Sheng Liancheng, not so."

"Maybe it's because she thinks it's her own blemish. If she throws it to her father, it's like she hasn't had a baby. It's not like there's no such thing."

"Unexpectedly, Tang Xin is still such a scum woman. It's disgusting."

Those who believe in Tang Xin are just fans, but those who don't believe in Tang Xin are those who don't think it's too big to watch.

Even because the child is like Tang Xin, many people say that even after the paternity test, it's just because Tang Xin won't allow her to have such a son. She certainly won't admit it.

Moreover, the Sheng family and the Song family are not allowed to have this child.

Tang Xin has a headache. He puts down his cell phone and looks directly at the two people in front of him again.

"Where are you from?"

"Nanshi." The man is obviously nervous, his hands are tightly clasped together, while the child next to him looks scared, but he is not so nervous.

Tang Xin leaned back in his chair and looked at them very leisurely, looking at the little boy.

"Is he your father?"

The boy raised his head. At this moment, Tang Xincai really saw the child's appearance. On his unclean face, the pair looked like his own eyes. At this time, it was full of defenses and perseverance that did not belong to his age. With his straight nose and tight lips, it was not difficult to see that he was a handsome boy.

He suddenly looked at himself, that moment of light, let Tang Xin heart missed a beat, because of shock.

His eyes as clean as the sky twinkled for two seconds, then nodded, Tang Xin understood instantly.

The man around him is not his father.

"Come here." Tang Xin waved to him.

The boy was stunned. He turned his head and looked at the man beside him. Seeing that he didn't stop him, he got up and walked toward Tang Xin.

"What's your name?"

"Autumn stone"

"Your name is Qiu?"

"... well." That's not Qiu.

Tang Xin took him by the hand, the boy shrunk for a while, to the side to avoid, and then may feel bad, came back.

For a moment, Tang Xin saw the scar of the child covered by the sleeve.

He frowned and couldn't refuse. Tang Xin grabbed him and pulled his sleeve up. The scars were as if they had been whipped out, some were still burned out by cigarette ends, some were cut by knives, and they hadn't healed yet.

Tang Xin's heart shook violently, raised his head and glared at the man: "should you explain it?"

The man's eyes shrunk, his lips moved, but he didn't say a word.

At the scene, the two women had the heart to kill him. A child who was only ten years old didn't know why they had to treat him like this.

"Beast Little orange squeezed these two words out of her teeth. If it wasn't for murder, I'm afraid that man would be killed now.

The boy is very calm put down his sleeve, as if the scar is not on him, softly said: "it's not him."