Mr. Lu, I am pregnant with your little ancestor

Lu Junyan snorted, this little guy's teeth were quite sharp.

"It's just a hair, why do you care so much?"

Little Song Guo realized that he was too arrogant and subconsciously let go of his mouth, "Because you bullied me, I want to tell mommy, wu wu..." He cried loudly, using his cry to cover up his guilty conscience. Anyway, he is a little boy. Children, children can cry no matter how much they want.

Lu Junyan handed him the tissue, "Stop crying, kid. I just pulled out a hair of yours. Are you crying so hard?"

"You did it on purpose. You hate me and treat me like a scapegoat. If it weren't for my mommy, you would have kicked me out of the Lu family. Wuwuwu..." Little Pinecone sniffed. , crying tears freely.

Lu Junyan was in a mess in the wind, and a row of black crows flew past in front of his eyes. Has this kid always thought like this?

He picked up the little pine cone and put him back on the sofa.

"Boy, I have never regarded you as a dragster. I very much hope that I can live in harmony with you. I even hope that you are my son and my second treasure." He said seriously.

Little Pinecone sniffed and looked at him with wide eyes.

"Why do you want me to be your son?"

"Because I think you and Erbao are very similar." Lu Junyan said, "Although I don't know what Erbao will be like when he grows up, I think it's you. Xiaoqian is like me, and Erbao should be like An Qi. You’re just like her.”

Little Pinecone blinked.

"You won't always be thinking about Erbao, right?"

"Yes, I have always thought about him. He is my son. How could I not think about him?" Lu Junyan said, stroking his head, "Every time I see you, I will think of him. , I always feel like you are him, don’t you think it’s weird?”

Little Pinecone shrugged, "It's a pity to disappoint you. I am Little Pinecone, not your second child."

Lu Junyan glanced at him faintly, "Then why are you so nervous when I pull out a piece of your hair? Are you afraid that I will take a paternity test?"

"I'm not afraid. It was you who hurt me. You bullied a child." Little Pinecone puffed up her cheeks, absolutely not letting him see her guilty conscience.

Lu Junyan took out a small sealed bag and put his hair in it.

"Whether you are my son or not, you will soon find out."

He smiled slyly, turned around and walked out.

Little Pinecone was angry and anxious. He must find a way to steal this hair back.

Seeing Lu Junyan walking away, he quickly ran to the yard to look for Xiaoqian.

"Xiao Qin is in trouble. My fourth uncle pulled out my hair. It's my real hair. He wants to do a paternity test. You have to help me steal this hair quickly."

"Ah?" Xiaoqian was shocked, "Dad is still doubting your identity."

"He has always been suspicious. He has to prove that I am the second treasure to be satisfied. He is a big bad guy." Little Pinecone said angrily.

Xiaoqian patted his shoulder and comforted him: "Don't worry. The people at the appraisal center are on vacation now. Just steal the hair out before they go to work. I'm going to find dad now to see what he is doing."

"Yeah." Little Pinecone nodded.

Xiaoqian walked in and went upstairs to find her father.

Little Pinecone ran to find An Qi again.

"Mommy, it's not good. My fourth uncle pulled out my hair and wants to do a paternity test."

An Qi sweated violently, and a row of grass and mud horses roared past in her heart.

As expected, Lu Junyan was determined not to die until he reached the Yellow River.

"Little Pinecone, if I can't stop it and my fourth uncle really does a paternity test, you have to be mentally prepared. You can't hide this matter."

The little pine cone cried "Wow" when she heard it.

"I'm going to see Dad. I'm going back to New City with Dad. I don't want to stay here anymore."