Chapter 807 (1/2)

”No way. I won't let you see him. Since you say he is my son, you won't want to see him all your life. ” Leng Haotian is so cold and heartless.

”You, do you have to be like this?” Zhu Jingqing has no choice but to take lenghaotian.

”How am I?” Leng Haotian sneered.

”Do you really admit that he is your son? Do you really believe he is your son? ” Zhu Jingqing wants to ask Leng Haotian what he thinks.

”What do you think? Zhu Jingqing, are you stupid or treat me as a fool? You think I'll believe your nonsense? Do you think I will believe Zhu Shujie is my son? ” Leng Haotian stared at him with fierce eyes and sarcastic tone.

Yeah.

Leng Haotian is so smart that he can't believe that Zhu Shujie is his son.

Since he knows Zhu Shujie is not his son, he... He hides Zhu Shujie and won't let her meet all his life. This

Zhu Jingqing believes Leng Haotian does what he says and believes that he says he won't let her see Zhu Shujie all his life, so he's sure he won't be able to see him all his life.

Moreover, I don't know where Zhu Shujie will be taken and what kind of life he will live.

At the thought of these, Zhu Jingqing's heart gripped tightly.

The thought that Zhu Shujie might be suffering now cut her heart like a knife.

”I tell you... Your son wants to murder the child in my wife's belly again and again. I will never let him go. Even children don't want to be better in my hands. You know my character.” Leng Haotian's fierce eyes stared at her, pressing her like a cold knife, making her shiver.

”You, what do you want? You give the child back to me, you give the child back to me. Zhu Shujie is not your son, but the son of me and others. Zhu Shujie has nothing to do with you. ” Zhu Jingqing shouted with some collapse and trembled all over.

Leng Haotian is a devil to Zhu Jingqing.

How could a demon be nice to someone who hurt him?

It's gonna make his life worse than his death.

”I beg you, Zhu Shujie is my son, not your son. He is really not your son. He has no blood relationship with you. Give me back your son.” Zhu Jingqing took Leng Haotian's hand and begged.

”Really? You say he is my son, and you say he is not my son. Do you think I should believe what you said before or what you say now? ” Leng Haotian tightened his eyebrows and asked with a gloomy face.

”Now, now... I believe you also know that Zhu Shujie is not your own son. I beg you, will you return my son to me? I beg you. ” Zhu Jingqing couldn't wait for a moment. She was afraid that if she waited more, her son would be more dangerous and suffer more.

”Comrade police, my son is not his son. It has nothing to do with him. I beg you, let him hand over my son. Just now he admitted that he took my son away. I beg you, let him return my son to me?” Seeing that Leng Haotian was indifferent, Zhu Jingqing went to ask the police Comrade again.

At this time, Leng Huahai came out.

”Dad, are you okay?” Leng Haotian looked at Leng Huahai haggard for a few minutes, and his heart pulled.

”OK, nothing. I just can't sleep well. I didn't sleep all night. My face looks haggard. There's no big problem. ” Lenghua Haixiao looked at lenghaotian and said.