Shi Xiaowan looked around and saw that there was no one, how could she lose her heart?

How could she?

Qiqi was also panicked while watching.

"Xiaowan, don't worry, let's call the police, go now," Qiqi comforted.

"No" can't call the police. If you call the police, you have to log in to the photos. Now Tingmumin is so high-profile, he will definitely be recognized.

So absolutely not.

"Why?" Qiqi was puzzled.

"Chenchen and Tingmumin look so similar, I don't want to..." Shi Xiaowan couldn't continue to say anything.

The reality is really cruel.

Qiqi understood as soon as she heard it, so she didn't ask any more questions and continued to look for it.

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However, on the other side, Tingmumin looked at the little breasts that were sleeping soundly on his legs.

An inexplicable feeling surged in my heart.

Is this his child? Tingmumin doesn't know.

In fact, if it weren't for the other day, an inexplicable woman called him.

He didn't think that he might have a son.

But is it true?

If he hadn't seen the little breast bag and had a look he had almost carved when he was a child, he wouldn't have been fortunate.

Time passed by drop by drop.

Finally the doctor appeared.

"How is it?" Ting Mumin was somewhat inexplicably looking forward.

"Congratulations to Mr. Ting, this is your son"

What the doctor said later, Tingmumin was a little stunned. Does he have a son? What is the situation?

I couldn't help feeling a little nervous. Could it be that blank memory?

Tingmumin patted himself in the face and calmed himself down.

Squat down, looked at the little breast bag, and said with a kind look on his face, "Baby, the doctor just said, I am your father, you should have heard of it."

Little breasts didn't say anything, and looked at the man in front of him who was somewhat similar to him.

Is he really his father?

But didn’t Mommy say that Dad is already... dead, why are he touched him again now?

Did mommy lie to him?

"Baby, do you know your mommy's phone number? I want to talk to him."

Seeing that the little breasts didn't respond, he pinched his little nose.

He actually has such an oldest son, and he is five years old, and he doesn't even know. He wants to see who his mother is.

Little breast bag seems not good at this kind of intimacy between father and son.

My face was a little shy and red.

Tingmumin found it very interesting.

Holding the little breast bag, he was itchy.

Little breasts like this feeling very much.

"You are really my dad." The little breast bag is still a little bit skeptical.

"So, I'll know when I come back to find your mom. Let's go, dad take you home and let mom come."

The little dad nodded and reported his mother's number.

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"Qiqi, what should I do? I can't find it." Shi Xiaowan sat on the ground crying almost powerlessly.

"It's okay, let's call the police, we call the police." Qiqi held Shi Xiaowan and comforted her.

As he said that, he was about to take out his cell phone.

Little by little... Shi Xiaowan's cell phone rang.

Seeing that Shi Xiaowan was not in that mood, Qiqi answered the phone.

"Hello"

"kindness……"

“…”
Chapter completed!