Listening to Ji Chentian's answer that was about to be said, Ji Zefeng felt that he could no longer breathe!

The blood that was originally clamoring and boiling frozen in an instant when the man spoke!

He was stiff all over. He wanted to know the answer, but was afraid to hear the result, and heard the answer that was enough to make him crazy to destruction...

Just when a man wants to give the answer---

Ji Zefeng's already stiff and cold hands suddenly supported on the dark red desk in front of him. Ningshuang's voice became a little weak, and even said humbly:

"Ji Chentian, I beg you not to destroy my life anymore, don't let me really kill you!"

In the smokey eyes, the bloodthirsty scarlet red is a clean rendering.

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What did Ji Chentian hear?!

His son, the son who hated him to the core, was actually begging him!

The old and lonely face finally looked away from the photo in his hand, slowly looked up, and saw Ji Zefeng's face that was already crying.

The turbid eyes shrank fiercely.

What did he do? Ji Chentian's heart suddenly hurt.

Once upon a time, the woman he loved the most looked at him like this, feeling sad and hatred.

Now, his only biological son actually hates him so much and wants to kill him!

Ji Chentian thought that the reason why Ji Zefeng was so excited was because of the incident back then.

A ten-year-old child saw his mother die in his arms with his own eyes and always regarded him as the murderer.

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Looking at Ji Chentian's old face, he actually smiled miserably, his dry eyes and turbid tears continued to flow.

He opened his mouth and trembling voice continued:

“No children…”

Four words, the simplest sentence, are a floating board in the black surging sea, a life-saving floating board that reborn Ji Zefeng.

Listening to the man's answer, Ji Zefeng's big hands, which were tightly supported on the dark red desk, unconsciously clenched his fingers deep into the hard table, leaving a dazzling and eye-catching scratch.

Finally, it slowly released.

He removed all his strength and the whirlpool-like hatred that wrapped around him.

No children.

Ji Chentian said that there was no child between him and Yimi's mother.

That means there is no blood relationship between Yimi and him, and Yimi is not his sister!

...

In Ji Zefeng's eyes, the shining thing finally flowed down with the loose tense nerves, and the smoked eyes were blurred and dazzling.

In the smokey eyes, the bloodthirsty scarlet gradually faded away.

The rich black color became deeper and darker, but it was so purely dark, even shining with the most charming and sexy light in the world.

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The man continued to say something, and his dry mouth made him laugh more and more miserable. The poor old man looked at the woman in the photo in his hand again, the woman who smiled as faintly as Gu Yimi but revealed her elegant temperament.

.

Ji Chentian seemed to be talking to himself.

“No children.

An Ran, I thought we would have a daughter who would look as beautiful as you, and then we would help each other until we were old and live happily and peacefully for the rest of our lives.”

As he said that, the old man's vicissitudes of life were touched.

"But----
Chapter completed!