I was framed and walked into the wrong room, and I gave birth to a litter for the CEO.

"Yes." After Zhao Zhonghan ordered the bodyguards, he came to Sheng Xichen and asked cautiously: "Master, do you want to use Shi Xiyue's son's hair to do a DNA test with you?

But wasn’t it already done last time? The result was not what we imagined.

Even if the person who was with the young master that night was really not Su Xiaoqin, but maybe the young mistress, then the child may not be you..."

"I asked you to find hair, how could you come up with so much nonsense?" Sheng Jichen interrupted Zhao Zhonghan. Now he didn't believe anyone's words.

Only believe in what you do yourself, what you see with your eyes, and what you hear with your ears.

He didn't want to hear anything until he confirmed it himself.

Zhao Zhonghan sighed deeply behind Sheng Jichen's back, thinking that the young master might not only have a problem with his IQ, but that his brain might really be broken.

Even if you want Shi Xiyue's son's hair, why bother looking for a needle in a haystack? Wouldn't it be enough to directly ask Shi Xiyue where her son lives and then pull out a few hairs?

This may be why Sheng Xichen can be the president, but he can always only be a small assistant.

The president's ideas have always been wild and unconstrained. Alas, he must be too naive.

There was nothing on the streets but dirt and dust. The bodyguards really couldn't find any hair, but even if they couldn't find Zhao Zhonghan, they had to keep looking.

Sheng Xichen listened to the complaints from the bodyguards, and the shouts of Old Man Zhou's wife echoed in his ears.

He immediately shifted his gaze to the old couple, and then looked at the trash can at the door.

He walked over quickly and emptied the dirty things in the trash can in front of everyone.

"Why is it you again? Why are you digging through my trash can?" Old man Zhou naturally knew Sheng Xinchen. "It's full of dirty stuff in here. Tell me what you're looking for and I'll help you find it, okay?"

Sheng Xichen didn't want to rely on others for this matter. He could ask Shi Xiyue, but he didn't do that.

Before the results came out, he would not ask that little woman.

"Master..." Zhao Zhonghan stood next to Sheng Xichen and couldn't help but feel distressed when he saw his actions.

Sheng Xianchen is a mysophobic, but now he doesn't dislike these greasy paper towels, rice dregs, flour waste, etc., and they are all over his hands.

At the bottom of the trash can, he finally found the hair remaining on the paper towel.

He was sure that this hair must belong to Shi Xiyue's son.

"Go to Sheng's hospital and call Mo Libing. Come here immediately!" Sheng Jichen stood up suddenly and strode to the car. He asked the driver to come out and drive himself.

Usually, the fastest drive from Wucheng to Binshi Sheng's General Hospital is half an hour. Kesheng Xichen drove the car himself, and the speed of the car was like an airplane. We arrived downstairs at the hospital in less than fifteen minutes.

Zhao Zhonghan was so sick that he vomited, but he didn't dare to show any signs of neglect and ran closely behind Sheng Xichen.

Fortunately, Mo Libing was already waiting at the entrance of the laboratory.

"I want you to do a paternity test in person. The sooner the better. You can only handle the whole process." Sheng Jichen walked up to Mo Libing and handed him the hair belonging to Shi Yuduo in his left hand. He even pulled a handful of his hair to him.

"Go quickly, this is the president's own business, be careful with your head." Seeing Mo Libing's confused look, Zhao Zhonghan reminded him specifically.

"Within twelve hours of knowing, the results will be handed over to Master Sheng." Mo Libing took the two pieces of hair with both hands.

"What are you talking about twelve hours? You only have six and a half hours at most, not even one more minute." Sheng Xinchen angrily used his hands to hold up the guy's collar and scolded him.

"Huh? But doing experiments takes time..."

"If you exceed that time, prepare your dog head." Sheng Xichen pushed Mo Libing away, then opened the door of the laboratory, kicked him on the butt, and kicked him into the laboratory.

It was already past eleven o'clock in the morning, and it would be six o'clock in the afternoon in more than six hours. He didn't want to wait another day to know the result. He needed to know the answer before he became a retard.

"Zhao Zhonghan!" Sheng Xichen suddenly called him.

"Here you are, young master." Zhao Zhonghan braced himself and was ready for orders at any time.

"After six o'clock in the evening, no matter what I do, you can't take me back to Chenju. Don't let me see Shi Xiyue again!"

"Master, this seems difficult!" He could agree to anything else, but this was really not possible.

Thinking about Sheng Xichen's violent and ferocious look as if he wanted to eat people last night because Shi Xiyue was not at home, how could his fragile body withstand the torture.

"Otherwise, you just jump off the roof of Sheng's Hospital, and I promise to collect your body for you, and give your family a large amount of funeral expenses and consolation money." Sheng Xichen sat on a chair in the corridor, the words in his mouth It's neither warm nor hot, but it gives people a powerful threat.

"Then... I'd better leave the young master in the hospital. But I will use some extraordinary means on the young master. Young master, you must not blame me tomorrow morning."

At noon, Sheng Xichen did not leave the door of the laboratory. Zhao Zhonghan brought him takeaway food, and the two of them simply ate some food.

However, Mo Libing in the laboratory was not so lucky. If the results did not come out, he might not even be able to drink.

Time passed minute by minute, and the more one minute passed, the more painful it would be for Sheng Xinchen.

There were two voices fighting in his mind.

A: ‘I did a paternity test last time and it proved that the child is not yours. Do you still need to do it again now? ’

B: ‘I didn’t supervise it last time. I don’t trust anyone but myself. ’

‘The child is not yours at all. There are no such coincidences in the world. What you do is just a waste of time. Are you crazy about wanting to be a father? If you really want to be a father, then let Shi Xiyue give you a child. You two are already married, why don't you have sex with her? ’

‘I only want my own son, and I don’t want my flesh and blood to be left outside. Shi Xiyue is my wife. I will sleep with her, but I will not force her. I will make her be with me willingly! ’

'This is not your child. ’

‘No way, he looks so much like me, he must be my child. ’

'no……'

'Yes……'

"Master." Zhao Zhonghan saw Sheng Jichen leaning on the chair, seeming to have fallen asleep and still dreaming.

Sheng Jichen was sweating profusely and was suddenly woken up by Zhao Zhonghan's shout.

"What time is it?" he asked loudly, staring at the door of the laboratory.

"Five...five-thirty-nine."

Hearing this, Sheng Xichen suddenly stood up from his chair, walked quickly to the door of the laboratory, and looked inside through the transparent glass window.

He didn't see Mo Libing in the laboratory. The guy should be right around the corner, so he couldn't see it outside the window.

Sheng Xichen stared at the time on his watch from time to time. The ticking of the second hand was like an invisible hammer, hitting his heart one by one.

With a "bang" sound, Mo Libing opened the door of the laboratory and rushed out eagerly, holding the paternity test report in his hand.