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

"Dad...it's dad..." Mo Libing shouted incoherently.

"Dang" the six o'clock bell rang.

After hearing what the guy said, Sheng Xichen clenched his fist into a fist and hit Mo Libing hard in the face.

"Ah..." Mo Libing was hit by the fist and fell to the ground. He felt aggrieved and covered his bleeding nose with his hand. "Young Master Sheng, you...why did you hit me?"

"Master, calm down." Zhao Zhonghan pulled Sheng Xichen's arm to prevent him from hitting anyone again.

"What father? You dare to be my father, who do you think you are? I am your father, your biological father!" Sheng Xinchen's face changed drastically. He was no longer the serious and calm Sheng Xinchen, but became Childish and arrogant.

"What was the result?" Zhao Zhonghan asked Mo Libing.

"See for yourself." Mo Libing slowly got up and handed him the paternity test in his hand.

Naturally, he couldn't understand the special medical terminology and analytical data in front of him, so he looked directly at the final results.

A comparison of the DNA data of the two people showed that they were father and son, with a similarity of 99.9%!

"Oh my god, is Shi Xiyue's son really the young master's son?" Zhao Zhonghan was so shocked that he shouted out. "So what happened to the one you made last time? Did your boy adulterate it? You were afraid that the young master would want your head, so you wrote like this?"

"The conscience of heaven and earth." Mo Libing made a gesture of swearing. "If I'm a little adulterated, I'll have to die, okay?

I would like to ask you, is it because you brought me the wrong hair last time, so the identification result is not a father-son relationship? "

"I... I took the hair from the young master's hand, and no one else's hand was turned in the process. How could I be wrong?" Zhao Zhonghan felt a little guilty, but it was also true.

"Then how could this happen? Could it be that the hair that Young Master Sheng holds does not belong to the same person?"

"What the hell are you two talking about?" Sheng Xichen couldn't understand what they were saying and shouted angrily. "Where is this? Where is my little wife?"

When Zhao Zhonghan heard Sheng Xichen say the words "little wife", he had the urge to die.

"Master, you have a son, and your son can do soy sauce, are you happy?

The results of the paternity test you asked me to do today came out. It turns out that you did everything right. The young mistress’s son is really your son.

You become a daddy! You and your young mistress have a child together. "

Sheng Jichen scratched his ears with his hands and pushed Zhao Zhonghan away with a look of disgust.

"Why should I have a child? I'm crazy. Where is my little wife? I want to find her."

"Master, you can't leave. You said you have to stay here forever." Zhao Zhonghan saw Sheng Jichen was about to leave and quickly hugged him.

"You are looking for death. Why are you holding me? I want to find my little wife." Sheng Jichen slapped Zhao Zhonghan to the ground.

"Quickly... stop the young master. If he leaves from here, he will return to normal tomorrow morning. Be careful that your head is not safe." Zhao Zhonghan called to Mo Libing next to him.

"Mr. Sheng, don't you want a paternity test? I've already produced the results. This is for you." Mo Libing gestured the list in front of Sheng Xichen.

Sheng Xinchen grabbed it two or three times and tore it into pieces.

"Get out of my way, don't block my way." Sheng Xichen grabbed Mo Libing's arm, lifted him up, and threw him to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw.

"Ah, my waist..." Mo Libing fell backwards, the gold-rimmed glasses fell off his face, and the leather shoes on Sheng Xingchen's feet were crushed to pieces. "My glasses..."

With a "click", Mo Libing's heart broke.

"You guys stop the young master. If you can't stop him, we won't even be able to protect our lives..." Zhao Zhonghan saw that Sheng Xichen had already run to the other side of the corridor. He shouted loudly to the bodyguards waiting at the end of the corridor.

Sheng Xianchen stared at the bodyguards blocking him, turned around and glanced at Zhao Zhonghan sinisterly, then moved his fingers, and the sound of cracking bones echoed clearly in the air.

"With so many people bullying me, let's see how I go home and report you to my little wife."

The eight bodyguards were obviously timid when facing Sheng Xinchen. How could they dare to attack Sheng Xinchen forcefully.

Zhao Zhonghan took advantage of the bodyguards to deal with Sheng Xichen and hurriedly locked the doors on both sides of the corridor. Even if the young master breaks their bones tonight, he can't let them return to Chenju.

into the night.

Shi Xiyue, who had been living in the living room all day, returned to the bedroom after dinner. At this time, she didn't see the difficult retard, and she was still a little unaccustomed to it.

Another day without seeing anyone, what was he going out for?

She made a video call with her baby boys and then lay in bed reading medical books for more than an hour. Sheng Xichen still didn't come back. She turned her back on him and just enjoyed the night alone.

The long night was really too long for Zhao Zhonghan and the others.

Everyone was beaten with bruises and swollen faces by Sheng Xinchen, and no one was spared.

The bell rang at six o'clock in the morning, and the biological clock in Sheng Xinchen's body naturally woke him up.

He moved his body and felt a thousand pounds of weight pressing down on him. When he opened his eyes, he realized that he was lying on the hospital bed, with Zhao Zhonghan and Mo Libing pressing down on him.

"Get up." Sheng Xichen's magnetic voice scolded coldly.

The two slept like dead pigs. He turned over hard and they both fell to the floor.

"what……"

They were thrown awake and screamed instinctively.

The pain in Sheng Xinchen's body was worse than yesterday morning. It seemed as if his bones were falling apart, and the shirt on his body was torn to pieces, leaving him with no image at all.

"Master." Zhao Zhonghan stood up immediately. "I listened to your words and refused to let you return to Chenju until my death. I did it. Haha..."

Sheng Xinchen stretched his muscles and suddenly remembered what happened yesterday.

"Have the results come out?" he asked eagerly.

"Come out, Mr. Sheng and that child have a father-son relationship. There is nothing wrong with that." The person who answered was Mo Libing.

Hearing this, Sheng Xichen got off the bed, picked up Mo Libing's collar with his left hand and asked, "Then why did it turn out wrong last time?"

"I don't know, all the steps are the same.

It turns out that there is no father-son relationship, so it must be... the hair specimen Mr. Sheng gave me was wrong, right? "

Sheng Xinchen raised his other hand. Mo Libing thought he was going to hit him, so he immediately shrank his neck in fear and protected his head with both hands.

He was sure there would be nothing wrong, either last time or this time. He took the hair from the child's head and pulled it off with his own hands.

How is this going? Could it be that Shi Xiyue gave birth to two twin sons, only one of whom was his flesh and blood, and the other son was not his?

There are many examples like this in the world. They are fraternal twins born from the same mother. It is perfectly possible for two children to have two different fathers.

"Go back to Chenju." Sheng Xichen ordered Zhao Zhonghan to drive.

Sheng Xichen returned to Chenju and went directly upstairs to the bedroom to find Shi Xiyue.

The door was kicked open by him, and the little woman was awakened and instinctively got up from the bed. Everyone was dumbfounded when they saw Sheng Xichen's appearance.

"You...were robbed?" she asked with a confused look.