345 What If You're Mistaken Too?
Ji Shiting shot him a glance and said, “You can do whatever you want as long as you don’t tell anyone that the child is mine.”
Grandpa Ji was furious.
Uncle Jin said, “Chairman, it’s getting late. I think Young Master and Young Madam are exhausted. Why don’t you let them rest early? I’ll find a way to investigate the Youngest Master.”
Ye Shengge looked at Uncle Jin gratefully and said to Grandpa, “Grandpa, why don’t you rest here for a night? I’ll ask Sister Xiu to clean up the room.”
“No need.” Grandpa Ji sighed. “I don’t want to be with that kid. Let’s go, Old Jin.”
He then stood up and left.
Ye Shengge couldn’t have been more worried. Grandpa must’ve been full of hope and joy before he came.
“Go back to your room first. I’ll be in the study,” Ji Shiting said.
Ye Shengge nodded. She knew that he would definitely investigate what had happened tonight.
After showering, Ye Shengge climbed onto the bed, and all her strength seemed to have been evaporated by the hot shower. However, even though she was very tired, her mind was very clear.
The first time she saw Little Zheng, she had felt that the child had Ji Shiting’s charm, but she had never expected him to be Ji Shiting’s child.
However, Ji Shiting denied it firmly.
His attitude toward Ling Yutong seemed to be too harsh and cold. Even if he didn’t love his ex anymore, he would still have some feelings for her unless they completely broke up.
She and Mu Yanhuai were separated by deception and exploitation. It would be a blessing if she didn’t cut him into pieces.
Was Ji Shiting hiding something from Ling Yutong?
However, Ling Yutong didn’t look like it…
However, Little Zheng was the most innocent one in this matter. She couldn’t help sighing as she thought of how humiliated the boy was.
Ye Shengge started to feel tired.
After some time, the man got onto the bed and hugged her.
Ye Shengge was jolted awake as she looked into his unfathomable eyes.
“You’re here.” Her voice was hoarse. “How’s the investigation going?”
pAn,Da n<0,>v,e1 Ji Shiting swallowed hard, put a hand into her hair and stared at her sleepy face.
She could still sleep after everything that had happened tonight.
He had a lot to ask her, but he knew that it would only anger him further, so he held it in.
“Not so fast. I just set it up,” he said and kissed her lips. “Sleep first.”
Ye Shengge nodded and buried her head in his chest.
“Shiting,” she suddenly said, “Little Zheng is a good kid. He’s smart and sensible at such a young age. I do like him a lot, so if the results are different from what you think, I don’t mind if Grandpa insists that we raise him…”
Ji Shiting tightened his grip on her waist.
“Didn’t you say you trusted me?” The man’s voice was hoarse and calm.
“Of course I believe you. I know you won’t lie to me,” Ye Shengge said. “But what if you’re mistaken too…”