Chapter 867 Let Her Come and Ask for It in Person!

He deliberately emphasized the words 'my son'. The tone of this sentence was as if he was declaring his sovereignty and his possessiveness was so strong that he would not allow others to plunder him.

Mucheng's expression changed instantly, and he felt that his heart was falling towards the abyss, falling endlessly.

That feeling of panic and panic made his body tremble subconsciously.

Recalling what Wen Churan had asked him to do in country E, he said, "President Adair, I think you have mistaken the person. The little milk tank... is my biological son!"

Hearing this, Sheng Shimo raised his lips slightly and smiled contemptuously, as if he was laughing at Mucheng's lame lies.

Immediately, he stretched out his hand to support his chin and said, "Looking at my face that looks so similar to his, you said that he is your son?! I never knew that President Mucheng could be so good at telling lies with his eyes open. !”

As he spoke, the man clapped his hands, and every slap was like a heavy slap on Mucheng's face.

Mucheng opened his mouth, but suddenly his mind went blank and he couldn't find a word to retort.

Anyone who looks at those two similar faces will think of the relationship between father and son. What's more, a smart man like Sheng Shimo can guess the moment he sees the small milk jug without any other proof. All the truth!

Seeing that Mucheng wanted to speak but was unable to refute, Sheng Shimo lost patience and continued to deal with him.

He stood up slowly, put his arms on the table, and said bluntly, "If you want someone from my place? Then let her come and ask for it in person!"

"Her?" Mucheng asked knowingly, "Who?"

Sheng Shimo leaned forward, moved closer to Mucheng, and spoke three words coldly from his thin lips.

"Wen, Chu, Ran!"

"Adair!" Mucheng was so angry that he called Sheng Shimo by his first name without caring about etiquette. He gritted his teeth and said, "I don't care what grudges you have with Xiaoran. Apart from blood ties, Xiaomitan has nothing to do with you. "No, you have no right to involve him."

Xiaoran?

Almost instantly, Sheng Shimo's pupils trembled slightly, and an undercurrent suddenly surged from the bottom of his eyes.

Because of this affectionate call, his originally calm mood could no longer be maintained, and he said angrily, "Whether it matters or not, whether you are qualified or not, it's all up to me!"

"you--"

Mucheng had never seen such an arbitrary and arrogant man, relying on his power to bully others, speaking forcefully, and confusing right and wrong. He was unable to come up with any countermeasures for a while, and because the small milk jug was still in this man's hand, he did not dare to act rashly.

Just holding in his anger, he suddenly turned around and walked towards the door.

Even if he turns the entire presidential palace upside down, he still has to find the little milk jug!

However, Sheng Shimo seemed to have read through his thoughts and said abruptly from behind, "Do you think you can take him away from me with your own strength?"

Mucheng stopped suddenly as he approached the door.

A man like Sheng Shimo is so clever.

If he really wants to hide someone, no one will be able to find it!

——

Xiaoyoutiao squatted in the parking lot and waited for a long time before finally waiting for Mucheng to return.

He immediately rushed forward, opened the car window and looked in, "Where is the little actor? Why hasn't the little actor come back?"

Turning his eyes, he saw that Mucheng's face was pale and extremely ugly. He immediately stopped talking, vaguely feeling that something big had happened.

In the evening, Wen Churan called Mucheng.

"Mucheng, why can't I get through the phone on Xiaomitan? Is he okay? Is he with you now?"