D*mn It, Who Wants To Be With A Love Rival?

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Yesterday, Lin Zhen asked someone to buy some clothes for Xigua, and the nanny also brought back some pairs of children's slippers when she went out in the morning.

Xigua is now dressed neatly and neatly. With her fair skin and delicate face, she looks like a child from a wealthy family.

Ji Kaicheng and Yang Xin were already waiting for their family of three to have breakfast at the dining table.

After what happened yesterday, the couple looked at their son and the boy from the Lin family awkwardly.

At dawn, Lin Zhen's embarrassment about meeting her parents for the first time came back again. As expected, she was still young and thin-skinned, and she was very restrained.

Xigua was also a little uncomfortable. Although Ji Congzhe told him that these were his grandparents, his grandparents were polite to him, so Xigua still felt strange and kept clinging to his two fathers. If Ji Congzhe left for a while, he would hold Lin Zhen in his arms and refuse. Let go.

Ji Kaicheng and his wife watched Lin Zhen, an eighteen-year-old college student, getting along with Xigua. His actions were not in line with his sense of proficiency as a father at his age, which made them even more awkward.

Yang Xin smiled dryly and said, "Xiao Zhen, you are quite mature. I think watermelon is very sticky to you."

Lin Zhen looked down at his son in his arms and responded naturally, "Watermelon is more sticky to Ji Congzhe. When he was little, he recognized people at night.

"Yang Xin can only be hugged by Ji Congzhe. " Ji

Kaicheng clenched his fists and coughed lightly.

Ji Congzhe came out of the bathroom and saw the expressions of his parents, and asked in confusion, "What are you two doing, with such weird expressions?"

Before Ji Congzhe sat back at the dining table, Xigua opened his hand and said, "Dad."

Ji Congzhe took his son.

Xigua grabbed a hard-boiled egg and ate it. He suddenly raised his head and asked Ji Congzhe, "Dad, what should we do with our chicken?"

Before Ji Congzhe had time to reply to his son, his father Ji Kaicheng frowned and asked, "What? "You have chickens?"

Xigua said loudly, "Grandpa, we have eight chickens at home!"

Ji Congzhe said and explained to his father, "

Oh. Just after Ji Kaicheng said "Oh." He was stunned for a moment, feeling like an idiot for actually listening to their nonsense seriously.

After breakfast, Ji Kaicheng called Ji Congzhe to stop, and then sent Lin Zhen and Xigua away.

After listening to Ji Kaicheng's words, Ji Congzhe said speechlessly, "A paternity test? Do I still need a paternity test for my own son?"

Ji Kaicheng scolded, "Don't you two hundred and fifty foolishly raise someone else's son without knowing it? Make it up for me." It's a bunch of nonsense. If you told me that you were gay and adopted a child from the Lin family, I would still be able to accept it."

Ji Congzhe shook his head in amusement, "Dad, first of all, thank you for your openness, and secondly, Xigua is really my son, a parent-child. Forget about the appraisal."

After saying that, he didn't bother to pay attention to Ji Kaicheng, and went downstairs to look for his son in the garden.

Lin Zhen sat on a chair in the garden and watched his son squatting beside a cluster of flowers, digging a hole in the lawn and covering his hands with mud.