Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

"Yes, I really can't leave like this." Ji Shiting nodded in agreement, then walked to Yu Shuhang in front of him, took the paternity testimony from his hand, and tore it in half.

Jiang Lan's face was pale, and Ling Yutong was almost left on the ground.

Ji Shiting expressed his attitude in this way-he did not recognize Xiao Zheng as his child.

"Mr. Jun, say goodbye." Ji Shiting glanced at Junhua, dropped the sentence indifferently, and then walked to Ye Shengge, holding her hand tightly, "Go."

Ye Shengge looked at Xiao Zheng subconsciously-the boy lowered his head, his body twitched, but did not make any sound.

She felt soft for a moment, but she also knew that if her heart softened, she would suffer endlessly.

So she withdrew her gaze and turned to follow Ji Shiting's footsteps.

...

The celebrities on the scene were full of excitement, and looked away with interest, quickly looking for topics and talking with the people around them, and the scene quickly returned to the previous.

In the crowd, Xie Siqi withdrew her gaze, with a determined and cold smile on her face.

She was holding a goblet, walking on high heels to the spiral staircase.

The stairs are white, so the man in the white suit easily concealed his existence, and almost no one would notice this corner.

He put one hand on the armrest and the other hand also held a goblet with a boring lazy smile on his face.

"Master Xiao, is this play good-looking?" Xie Siqi turned his back to him and smiled lightly. "I said, Ling Yutong is a good chess."

Xiao Ruilang languidly raised his lips: "Is that right? Unfortunately, my opinion is completely opposite to yours. Their husband and wife sing and reconcile, and now they have taken the initiative. Moreover, Ye Shengge does not seem to mind the existence of the child. I I feel that if you want to achieve your goal, I am afraid it will be very difficult."

"Impossible." Xie Siqi sneered. "As long as it's a woman, you can't care."

Xiao Ruilang smiled noncommittally.

"That kid, Ji Shiting?" he asked suddenly.

"What do you think?" Xie Siqi smiled meaningfully.

...

After returning to the car, Ye Shengge finally let out a long breath.

Tonight it really looks like a battle.

On the way out of the venue, Ji Shiting never spoke a word. At this time, when she heard her sigh, the man reached out and took her to his arms, then bowed her head and kissed her.

"That kid couldn't be mine." He explained with a deep voice.

Ye Shengge leaned back in his arms and said softly, "I know."

Her reaction was somewhat unexpectedly calm, Ji Shiting slightly raised her eyebrows, then lifted her chin and stared at her face.

However, the woman's face was only a little tired and sleepy, and there was no grievance or doubt.

His dark eyes sank: "Even with the paternity test, you still believe me, eh?"

"Shi Ting, whether Xiaozheng is your son, is not what I care about most." Ye Shengge looked at him and said seriously, "What I care about is that our relationship will not change because of this. So, this I will face it with you, and we will find a solution together."

However, Ji Shiting was not moved by it.

His black eyes darkened.

"You only need to answer me. Whether you believe it or not is enough." The man's deep voice seemed to be a little bit confused.