Chapter 672 Early Sterilization

She remained silent, feeling the weight of his head resting on her shoulder.

Holding her soft and delicate body, he felt that she was obedient, which really hurt his heart.

Wisps of sunlight shine through the gaps between the leaves and cast spots on the ground.

The warm afternoon breeze blew gently, making people drowsy.

Quiet and peaceful.

Yan Shiting was thinking, how wonderful it would be if time stayed at this moment.

Ring ring ring…

Yan Shiting's cell phone rang. He frowned and had no intention of answering the phone.

The ringing persisted, and he had no choice but to answer it, "What's the matter?"

"You kid, you don't even call me mom." Cen Sufen's slightly complaining voice rang on the other end of the phone, "Shiting, mom won't talk nonsense. Mu Yufeng told me several times that Cheng Xiaobao is his I don’t believe in my child, but I’m also a little worried. As soon as I went out during this period, the media caught me and asked, is Xiaobao my grandson? The media wrote Writing is one thing, but the Yan family’s public recognition is another. The blood of the Yan family cannot be messed up. Without a paternity test, it’s hard for me to come forward and say anything. I asked you to do a paternity test with Xiaobao, and the results came out ?"

"It's out." A hint of bitterness flashed across his dark eyes, and there was no emotion in his voice.

"How is it? Is Xiaobao your biological son?" Cen Sufen's tone became excited.

Yan Shiting sat up straight and said the next word slowly in front of Cheng Yingxuan, "Yes."

Cheng Yingxuan frowned, "You..."

He reached out and touched her red lips, making a gesture to tell her not to speak.

"Haha, that's great!" Cen Sufen was obviously very excited, "Then I can answer the media freely, Xiaobao is a bloodline of our Yan family! I have a few old sisters who always show off their family in words and deeds. How old is my grandson, or is he carrying him in my belly? I am so greedy to see him.

There are also men from the Yan family. Our ancestors are no longer fertile after they are over thirty years old. You are about to be twenty-nine, and there is still one year to go. You don’t even have a partner. I am worried to death. I’m really worried. I'm afraid that the Yan family will be extinct in your generation. It's good now that we have a little baby in our family, and mom doesn't have to worry about anything. Those old ladies, my grandson is already so old, look how they can show off in front of me with his grandson. I won’t tell you anymore, I’ll go show off to them…”

The phone was hung up over there.

A flash of sadness flashed in Yan Shiting's eyes.

He is about to turn twenty-nine, one year shy of thirty. Mother is right. The men of the Yan family may lose their fertility once they reach the age of thirty due to their physical constitution.

Perhaps it was because he suffered a burn nearly six years ago. Before he was thirty, he became completely infertile more than a year early.

After a thorough examination by the best experts in the past few months, it was impossible for his body to produce another viable sperm, whether with medical assistance or by any means possible.

The Yan family has become extinct in his generation.

What if I tell my mother about this?

It also adds to the sadness.

Since he was going to treat Cheng Xiaobao as his biological son, the fact that he was infertile would be buried forever.

Cheng Yingxuan stared at his face and said solemnly, "You clearly know that the paternity test result is negative. Why..."

He looked back at her steadily, his thin lips pursed slightly.