Chapter 1468 Whose Child Is It? (Nine)

He lowered his eyes and didn't look at Ming Zhongsheng.

"What is if?" Ming Zhongsheng snapped, "He is your son."

Ming Ancheng looked over with disgusted eyelids, and frowned, "Why is grandpa so excited?"

Ming Zhongsheng seemed to realize that he was overly emotional just now, and immediately relaxed his body, and said coldly with a sullen face: "I'm afraid you don't even want your own son because of some worthless love."

He straightened the joystick and looked upright.

"Grandpa forced Mei Duo to break up with me and insulted her. Didn't he say he wanted to have a baby? Didn't the capital city have a lot of women to give birth to our Ming family?" Ming Ancheng sneered, his words were full of sarcasm, "Grandpa didn't Wouldn't you admit Mei Duo even if you killed him?"

These words were Chi Guoguo slapping Ming Zhongsheng in the face.

If the child was his, he certainly couldn't leave it alone.

But he was completely chilled by Ming Zhongsheng's actions. In order to separate him and Su Yong, he did not hesitate to slap himself in the face.

If that child belonged to him, it would be his great-great-grandson. For so many years, he was determined not to want him, but now that he was valuable, he took him back and used him.

For so many years, he has been disappointed again and again, but he still has a glimmer of hope for his old man.

He always thought that he just paid too much attention to face, and it was too difficult to manage Mingyuan. Every time he got angry and lost his temper, he would tell himself that he was his own grandfather, the person grandma cared about the most before she died.

Ming Zhongsheng's old face sank, "I didn't know before, if I knew, I would definitely not let her be born, but now that she has been born, it is impossible for me to let the flesh and blood of the Ming family be exposed."

It seemed that the child was really his.

With how much he cares about face as an old man, it is impossible for him to just find a child of unknown origin to impersonate.

With every piece of evidence proving that the child was his, Ming Ancheng's heart sank to the bottom.

He lowered his head and looked at the tie on his neck. Usually, he would tear off the tie on the road, but today, until now, he is not even willing to loosen it.

This is the tie Yueyue tied for him. She stood on tiptoe in the morning, like a little wife, and carefully tied this tie for him.

He didn't know if she would tie his tie for him in the future.

She is only eighteen years old, he is already twenty-six, has a past, and now has an extra child.

"That little girl, do you think she can take good care of your son?"

Ming Zhongsheng's voice sounded again.

He looked at Ming Ancheng's entanglement and depression, and a triumphant smile flashed in his eyes, "Yan Rusheng, members of the Yan family, will you agree with that little girl to be your son's stepmother?"

Ming Ancheng looked up and sneered, "Grandpa's goal has been achieved, I'm very happy."

Suddenly, he withdrew the smile from the corner of his mouth, and said word by word: "But... I still won't give up on Su Yue, unless she really refuses to accept me."

As he spoke, he got up, walked towards the gate, and left without looking back.

"An Sheng." Wang Yuexiang chased after him worriedly.

Ming Ancheng ignored it and walked out of the gate.

His car was parked in the yard unlocked.

He walked over, stretched out his hand to open the car door, and was about to get in the car when his calf was suddenly embraced by a pair of small hands.

"Dad, Dad."

Nunuuo's voice startled him.

Ming Ancheng lowered his head and met the little guy's bright and clear black eyes. The little guy looked at him with a flattering smile on his face.

Ming's mother chased to the door and stopped when she saw this scene.