One Thousand Three Hundred and Fifty Three He Is Not Qiao Jingyun’s Son, Just My Son

"Ziming...them, are they really the children of our Ji family? Are they really my grandson and granddaughter?"

After a long time, Ji's father found his voice. He looked at the two white, tender and cute little guys in Pei Ge's hands in disbelief.

He thought that his grandson would only be Baobao...

Unexpectedly, he actually had two grandsons and a granddaughter left outside...

"Uncle, aunt, I'm sorry, they are not your grandsons and granddaughters, they are just my children, Pei Ge."

Seeing that Ji Ziming's parents still seemed a little disbelieving, Pei Ge sneered and said lightly.

"..."

Listening to Pei Ge's unceremonious remarks, Ji's father and Ji's mother fell silent. They understood that An An and Ran Ran were indeed their grandchildren. However, people sometimes still question things subconsciously.

No matter what, after Ji's father carefully read the paternity test that Ji Ziming brought over, he felt a lot more energetic.

Of course, his attitude towards the two little guys has also improved a lot.

Among them, the one whose attitude has changed the most is Ji's mother.

I saw Ji's mother excitedly walking to Pei Ge's side, raising her palms to touch An An and Ran Ran's heads with some trembling.

However, they were dodged by the two little guys with their heads tilted.

Obviously, these two little guys still hold grudges, remembering what happened just now when their grandparents were very unfriendly towards their mommy!

Even though she was dodged by the two little guys, Ji's mother was not discouraged. She raised the corners of her lips, looked at the two little guys with a very gentle attitude, and asked Pei Ge.

"Are their names An An and Ran Ran...?"

Pei Ge nodded and said calmly: "Well, yes."

"How old are they? Are they older or younger than the baby?"

Mother Ji looked at the two little guys with gentle eyes. The more she looked at them, the more delighted she became.

at this time,

Only then did she realize that although Xiao Anan didn't look very similar to her son, they did have the same personality.

It was exactly the same as the look on Ji Ziming's face when he was a child.

Seeing Ji's mother asking this question, Pei Ge suddenly thought of little Jichi. She was just about to ask where little Jichi was. Suddenly, Father Ji, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke up.

"What the hell is going on?"

Obviously, Ji's father's question was to question Ji Ziming.

Because Ji's father's serious and sharp eyes were looking at Ji Ziming.

"Because of that woman Qiao Jingyun, all these things were designed by Qiao Jingyun."

As soon as Ji Ziming finished speaking, he saw Ji's father's palm slapped heavily on the table, making a heavy sound. It could be seen that he was very angry now.

"This woman Qiao Jingyun is really bad! If it weren't for the fact that she gave birth to a child for our Ji family, I would..."

Before Ji's mother finished speaking, she was interrupted again by Ji Ziming.

"Ji Chi was not born by her. He is not Qiao Jingyun's son, just my son."

This time, after Ji Ziming finished speaking, everyone was dumbfounded.

"Ziming, what are you talking about? What do you mean by not being Qiao Jingyun's child?"

But this time, after Pei Ge heard Ji Ziming's affirmative words, she also directly asked about the whereabouts of little Ji Chi.

"Where is the baby? I have something I want to confirm with him!"