Indeed.
Ji Shiting curled his lips.
Ye Shengge's eyes widened. It seemed that Ji Shiting was right.
"Really?" Ji Shiting said. "Unfortunately, it's the opposite. The test results here show that I'm not related to Little Zheng."
"How is that possible?" Grandpa Ji didn't believe her at all. "Shiting, let me tell you…"
"Did you go to the paternity test center yourself?" Ji Shiting interrupted him.
"Yes, so what?" Grandpa Ji sounded cautious.
"They'll know what the results are the moment they see you." Ji Shiting said calmly. "I reckon all the paternity tests in Yang City have been bribed. There's only one result if they see you or me."
Grandpa Ji was silent for a while. "Is Little Zheng really not your son?"
"Really," Ji Shiting said calmly. "And let me tell you some good news. Shengge might be pregnant."
Ye Shengge was so shocked that she almost smashed her bowl.
