Mr. Li, my wife doesn’t want to remarry and secretly gives birth to a baby.

Jiang Tong thought of his son who was waiting to be fed at home, and pulled his hand back, "Forget it, I have to go back."

Li Jingchen gasped, "Whose ribbon cutting did I get injured for? Hiss, it hurts."

Seeing him frowning and looking a little pale... Jiang Tong was helpless, "I know, I know, why don't I take care of you for two days?"

Li Jingchen hummed with satisfaction, "I'll pay you for the care."

"Start at 10 million." Jiang Tong joked.

Jiang Tong had to call Chen Xiang. He wouldn't go back tonight, so Jiang Mingyang asked her to take care of him.

Chen Xiang laughed like a fool, "I'll help you take care of Yangyang. I was just chatting on the phone with Xiao Ding."

Jiang Tong was delighted. How did Chen Xiang and Li Jingchen's secretary know each other? Who introduced them?

"Well, actually we graduated from the same school, both from Nancai."

She couldn't tell Jiang Tong that it was your son who set up the conversation, right? !

"I see." Jiang Tong didn't ask any more questions.

"You seem to be a pretty honest boy, so take good care of him and talk to him if you like him."

Chen Xiang's voice became shy, "I know, let's see him confess."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Tong thought about calling his son, forget it! He should be sleeping, and he didn't want to disturb the little guy in case Li Jingchen heard him again.

"What are you doing?"

The sudden voice startled her, Jiang Tong turned around, and Li Jingchen was standing behind her. Seeing that she had been on the phone, he came over to take a look.

Jiang Tong said, "I just told my roommate that I won't go back. By the way, how about your secretary?"

Li Jingchen's eyes suddenly darkened, "Ask him what he did, do you have any intentions?"

An angry Jiang Tong kicked him in the calf, "Can you speak human language? What plans can I have for your secretary? Because he and my roommate seem to be in a relationship, let me ask."

"Very good young man." Li Jingchen said simply, holding Jiang Tong's hand, "Let's go, squeeze out the toothpaste for me."

He couldn't wash with one hand.

Because Li Jingchen injured his arm in the past two days, he was unable to go to the company, so he asked Ding Zongliang to bring the contract and everything to Greentown while he worked at home.

Ding Zongliang rang the doorbell, and the person who opened the door was Jiang Tong. Jiang Tong's hair was disheveled and his coat was draped over his shoulders.

Ding Zongliang got stuck: "Ah this!"

Jiang Tong quickly waved his hand, "Don't get me wrong, I'm just a caregiver, taking care of your delicate Mr. Li."

Ding Zongliang said oh twice, but didn't say anything else. The key is that Jiang Tong is still wearing Li Jingchen's shirt and suit jacket. It's hard for people to misunderstand this!

On the other hand, Li Jingchen dressed more casually at home, wearing a white shirt and gray trousers. Ding Zongliang almost didn't recognize him in such a refreshing outfit.

"Mr. Li, all the documents you requested have been brought to you."

"Well, put it here."

Li Jingchen was sitting on the sofa, with a laptop on his long overlapping legs.

"Xiao Ding, are you in love?" Li Jingchen suddenly gossiped.

"No, no, Mr. Li..."

Li Jingchen looked at Jiang Tong suddenly, and Jiang Tong asked Ding Zongliang, "It's my roommate Chen Xiang. How are you and Chen Xiang doing?"

Ding Zongliang's ears suddenly turned red, "Xiao Chen, she's pretty good."

Jiang Tong was heartbroken, "That's fine. Young people should take good care of themselves. Don't wait for girls to take the initiative."

Li Jingchen interrupted, "He is the same age as you."

Jiang Tong glared at Li Jingchen, "She is single and I am divorced. Isn't she a young person?"

Li Jingchen: "..."

So what does it mean that he is divorced and thirty years old? Old man?

Ding Zongliang touched his nose and quickly pointed to the coat on the hanger and said, "Mr. Li, I won't disturb you anymore. Well... I'll take some of your coats for dry cleaning by the way."

"okay."

Before leaving, Ding Zongliang did not forget to take away a few woolen coats that Li Jingchen had just worn, and Li Jingchen did not suspect anything.

Ding Zongliang took Li Jingchen's hair from his coat and put it into the prepared bag.

It's all for Yang Yang.

He didn't expect that the little guy worked so hard to learn pronunciation for DNA identification. It was past twelve o'clock last night, and he took Chen Xiang's mobile phone to send him a recital script with good words and pronunciation.

"Uncle Xiao Ding, I can speak better now and stop rolling my tongue. Please give me a chestnut hair, please, please."

A doll, working so hard, Ding Zongliang was moved by the little guy's spirit!

The long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain. Let him know early that he is not Li Jingchen's son. It will be a relief for the child!

Ever since, Ding Zongliang took the little guy with him in the evening...

Li Jingchen's hair and Jiang Mingyang's hair were sent to the hospital for evaluation.

The doctor said to Ding Zongliang: "Okay, the test results will come out in about three days, and you will be notified by text message at that time. Father, you and your child should not be anxious."

Jiang Mingyang raised his head, "But he is not my father!"

"Ah?" The doctor suddenly looked at Ding Zongliang, as if he was wearing a hat on his head.

"Anyway, the identification results will be out in three days, so please wait patiently."

The doctor turned and left. Ding Zongliang looked at the little guy helplessly and touched his hair...

"Now we are doing a DNA test, and the results will be out in three days. When the time comes, we will take a look together."

"Okay, okay! Mr. Lizi is finally my father, long live!" Jiang Mingyang jumped up happily.

Ding Zong felt sour in his heart. Chen Xiang never told him who the little guy's parents were.

"Yangyang, no matter whether Mr. Li is not your father, don't be sad, because this world is so cruel and heartless."

Jiang Mingyang frowned, "Baidu said that after this appraisal, Mr. Li Zi can be my father."

Ding Zongliang sighed, not wanting the child to get hurt, "No, unless the appraisal results come out and show 99.999, Mr. Li is your father. If it is not this number, then he is not your father. Don't argue for him in the future." He's a father."

"Can you understand what I say? Yangyang."

Ding Zongliang didn't expect the little guy to understand, after all, he was just a child.

Unexpectedly, the little guy nodded, "I know 99. I know all numbers bigger than 99! I know many, many numbers."

Ding Zongliang smiled, "Well, you are so awesome. Anyway, uncle will give you a vaccination first. After three days, the doctor will send you a piece of paper. If it says 99 on the paper, then congratulations on winning the lottery. If the number is not 99, don't be sad, no matter whether Li is not your father, you have to live a good life and live strong."