Chapter 867

He deliberately accentuated the four words "my son". The tone of this sentence was like declaring sovereignty. His possessiveness was so strong that he could not be plundered by others.

Mu Cheng's face changed instantly. He just felt that his heart was falling towards the abyss.

The feeling of panic made his body tremble subconsciously.

Recalling that Wen churan asked him in country e, he said, "President Adair, I think you should recognize the wrong person. The little milk can... Is my own son!"

When he heard the speech, his ink lips were slightly hooked and he smiled contemptuously, as if laughing at Mu Cheng's bad lie.

Then he stretched out his hand to hold his cheek and said, "look at my face so similar to him, but you say he is your son?! I never knew that president Mu Cheng could be so powerful when he opened his eyes and told lies! "

With that, the man also puffed up his palm, and every slap was like a heavy swing on Mu Cheng's face,

Mu Cheng opened his mouth. Suddenly, his brain was blank and couldn't find a retort.

Those two similar faces, anyone who sees them, will think of the father son relationship. What's more, a smart man like Sheng Shimo can guess all the truth without other proof at the moment he sees the small milk can!

Seeing Mu Cheng's appearance of wanting to speak but unable to refute, Sheng Shimo lost his patience and continued to deal with him.

He got up slowly, put his arms on the table and said bluntly, "do you want someone here? Then let her come and ask for it herself! "

"She?" Mu Cheng asked "who?"

When he was in full bloom, Mo leaned forward and approached Mu City, and hit three words coldly from his thin lips.

"Warm, early, dyed!"

"Adair!" Mu Cheng was so angry that he didn't care about etiquette. He called out the taboo of Sheng Shi Mo and said, "I don't care what grudges you had with Xiao ran. Apart from blood, the small milk can has nothing to do with you. You're not qualified to involve him."

Xiao ran?

Almost instantaneously, Sheng Shimo's pupils shook slightly, and suddenly an dark tide surged from the bottom of his eyes.

It doesn't matter if he has the final say, his original calm mind can no longer be maintained. "Anger is the way to say," is there any relationship?

"You --"

Mu Cheng has never seen such an arbitrary, domineering, unreasonable and wrong confused man. He can't take any countermeasures for a time. Because the small milk can is still in the man's hand, he doesn't dare to act rashly.

Holding his anger, he suddenly turned and walked towards the door.

Even if he turns the whole presidential palace upside down, he will find the small milk can!

However, when he was in full bloom, Mo seemed to see through his mind and said coldly, "do you think you can take him away from me alone?"

Mu Chenggang's footsteps stopped fiercely as he approached the door.

A man like Sheng Shimo is so clever.

If he really wants to hide someone, no one will find it!

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Small fried dough sticks squatted in the parking lot and waited for a long time before finally waiting for mu Cheng to come back.

He immediately rushed forward, pulled the window and looked straight in, "where's the little movie king? Why didn't the little movie king come back? "

Turning his eyes, he saw Mu Cheng's face was pale and extremely ugly. He immediately suppressed his voice and vaguely felt... It seemed that something big had happened.

In the evening, Wen churan called Mucheng.

"Mucheng, why can't the cell phone of the milk can get through? Is he okay? Are you by your side now? "