Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

"I am not very flattering, so my father refuses to ask me?" Xiao Zheng said suddenly.

"No, because your father has someone else." Ye Shengge sighed, "Your mother made a mistake."

He thought about it for a while, and then "um" said: "It must be so. Dad can't dislike me."

"Yes." Ye Shengge smiled. "You are so cute, I want you to be my son."

Xiao Zheng wrinkled his nose and retorted seriously: "No, if I were to be your son, my mother would be very sad."

Ye Shengge couldn't help laughing: "It seems you like me a lot."

There was a flush of blush on the boy's face, and he stuttered a rebuttal: "It's just...not. You still called my mother that day."

"So, do you hate me?" Ye Shengge sighed sadly.

"Neither..." he whispered. "I know that my mother did the wrong thing first. I can't blame you. You are fine."

Although he doesn't understand many things, he still feels the kindness and maliciousness of others.

Ye Shengge laughed.

"Now that you have come, let's finish the filming. Your mother may find it when you are." Ye Shengge said, holding his hand and went to his dressing room.

Sure enough, after an hour, Ling Yutong appeared on the set in a hurry. At that time, Ye Shengge was playing an opponent's play in Xiaozheng. The two mothers and sons laughed Yan Yan in the play, but they were in harmony.

Ling Yutong saw in his eyes, a heart could not help but tightened, and as soon as the scene ended, she immediately embraced Xiao Zheng in her arms, as if fearing that he would be robbed.

At the same time, her hostile gaze fell on Ye Shengge: "Have you done anything to Xiao Zheng?"

Ye Shenggeqiang resisted the urge to roll his eyes: "There are so many people in the crew, what do you think I will do to him?"

Ling Yutong hugged his son: "Xiaozheng, let's go back, we won't shoot this scene."

"Mom, you can change my father." Xiao Zheng said suddenly.

"Nonsense, how could Dad change it casually." Ling Yutong whispered him in a low voice.

"Anyway, who is good to me, who is my father." He flattened his mouth, "I can't find it, then I don't want my father."

"You..." Ling Yutong's eyes were red, and he looked up at Ye Shengge fiercely, "Xiaozheng, your father was just blinded by others."

"Hey, mom, I'm serious." He sighed sternly, "He doesn't want me to be his son, I don't want him to be my father, I don't want face!"

Ling Yutong was choked.

"However, you clearly have the blood of Ji Family." She explained patiently. "You are still young and don't know what this means."

"I know, it's not that the Ji family is rich." He snorted. "I also have money, so I'm not rare. Mom, if you are short of money, just give me a few more plays."

Ling Yutong was blocked again and had nothing to say.

She had to stare at Ye Shengsheng, and did not know what thought the woman instilled in Xiao Zheng.

"Look, Xiao Zheng is more sensible than you." Ye Shengge spread his hands.

Ling Yutong looked at her bitterly and took a big step away with Xiaozheng.

Ye Shengge can only sigh. It seems that Ling Yutong is still not giving up.

She packed up the scene and returned to Qianfan Villa.