There was only one possibility-the child was Yingluo's, that crude-looking man's, child.
and it was the one that had beaten up his son.
"This child doesn't belong to the Lin family, does he?" Lin fan's parents "voices trembled.
seeing that they didn't want to admit it, master cheng felt that his woman had been insulted. he snorted coldly."Pfft, if your Lin family has this kind of ability, can you even give birth to a child? That's my son."
the last sentence was full of confidence, but he actually felt a little guilty.
"The child is mine," sister Hong replied, glancing at him.
These words were quite subtle. Although he denied it, it was equivalent to denying that he was a pretty boy. No one else but master Cheng had such great ability.
master cheng didn't dare to look at sister hong and whispered, " "i will take responsibility."
Hmph! sister Hong snorted. it's my own child. What responsibility do I need you to take? "
