C70 (1/2)

Chapter 70 - Dismal (1)

No matter how thick-skinned Mu Wanjun was, she wouldn't be able to take it.

”What does it have to do with me!?” Is it easy for a woman to carry a child? If you want to blame someone, blame it on the child's father. Who told him not to teach it well! ” She shifted the spearhead in an instant, glancing at herself first.

However, Jin Yulie seemed to be seriously considering whether it was actually Steamed Bun who his father was. In the end, he seemed to have made up his mind. Yes, I can't raise a father. I'll teach you in the future. ”

Mu Wanjun was stunned. My son, what is he worrying about?

However, now was not the time to care about these matters.

Elder Feng seemed to like Steamed Bun a lot. From time to time, he would laugh out loud at Steamed Bun's words.

Seeing this, Steamed Bun secretly let out a sigh of relief. Great, I can get away with it.

Steamed Bun looked up and said, ”Uncle, it's getting late. I need to go back.” Otherwise, Mummy will come earlier than me. Goodbye Uncle. ” He waved her chubby little hands as he spoke, intending to slip away.

”Good!” Good! ”Alright!” Elder Feng said, but he didn't intend to let him go.

Steamed Bun's face suddenly changed, ”You, what are you doing?” He stuttered. It was because he felt that he would never be able to leave this place.

An invisible wall seemed to have appeared out of thin air and trapped him within!

His small face changed, ”Don't come over, I'll tell you right now, my father is Jin Yulie!”

When Mu Wanjun heard this, her face immediately turned black!

Son, can you be any better? Why didn't you say your dad is Li Gang?

Jin Yulie's expression finally turned a little better, and there was even a slight smile on his face.

Elder Feng frowned, ”I have never heard of Jin Yulie getting married, how can he have a son as young as you in the blink of an eye?”

Steamed Bun saw that he had slowed down and immediately lied: ”That was an old story between my dad and mom. I wasn't there at that time, how would I know!?” ”You know my father, so you should know that he is powerful. If you don't let me go, my father will no longer be courteous to you!”

Steamed Bun was clever, he knew that in this critical moment, he had to use Jin Yulie's name to protect himself.

But in Mu Wanjun's heart, there were thousands of f * ckers running wild! Son, can't you tell me the name of your mother? She was secretly sad.

”Smart!” Jin Yulie's praises pierced the heart like ten thousand arrows.