"Mom, two lunatics are suddenly here, I'm afraid!" Cheng Xiaobao's whispered voice choked a little.

Cheng Yingxuan was distressed to hear her son crying. She clasped Xiaobao's armpits with both hands and hugged his body into her arms. The old lady and Cen Sufen held one leg of Xiaobao behind each other, and the three formed a **** mode.

Cheng Xiaobao was not afraid of these two lunatics, nor did he want to cry, but he just choked on his mouth, and his voice seemed a little choked.

He couldn't stand the old lady and an older man messing up with him, so he had to run away.

"Let's let go!" Cheng Yingxuan shouted at the two who caught the leg.

"You let it go!" Cen Sufen was unwilling to show his weakness.

"You scared Xiaobao!" Cheng Yingxuan's face was a little angry.

The two also seemed to know that their behavior was overstretched, and they let go.

Cheng Yingxuan immediately closed the door and drove the car to run.

The secret can't be carried away, she is not afraid of the two in front of her, or Yan Shiting...

It doesn't matter if Yan Shiting splits it, he is afraid that he will take the custody of her child.

The car drove five meters before turning around. She still calmly parked the car in the parking lot next to the flower bed.

Now running, with the influence of the Yan family, she can definitely get her back and Xiaobao.

It's better to wait and see.

She felt that this matter was strange, because the old lady and Ms. Cen could not know that Xiao Bao was Yan Shiting's son!

Opening the car door, she got out of the car and let Xiaobao sit in the car for the time being.

The two old men outside immediately came around and stared at Xiaobao straight out of the car window. Xiaobao's small face was very unhappy.

"Grandpa Yan, what did you just talk nonsense? How could Xiaobao be your great-grandson." Cheng Yingxuan walked to the grandpa and spoke coldly.

Grandpa Yan answered, "Xiao Bao looks so much like our family Shi Ting, it must be Shi Ting's son."

"You are too clumsy, where is Xiao Bao like Yan Shiting?" Cheng Yingxuan lowered her lip corner, more like her, okay?

"I already know the truth of the matter." Grandpa Yan directly cut off directly, "Xiaobao is the son of Shi Ting."

Cheng Yingxuan saw that Yan Shiting had just come over, and he would surely hear it next. She asked quietly, "Old lady, how do you think Xiaobao is the son of Shiting?"

"Shi Ting is so kind to you and so patient with Xiaobao. He also gave several small villas with a market value of hundreds of millions to Xiaobao. If Xiaobao was not his own, who else could be born?" It is Cen Sufen.

When Yan Shiting heard her mother's words, she thought that she had misunderstood Xiaobao as the blood of the Yan family. She really wanted her grandson to be crazy.

He received news that his mother and grandfather went to the school where Xiaobao went to school, and also mistaken Xiaobao as the heir of the Yan family. If they knew that he had no fertility, it would have to be alive and dead.

"Shi Ting, you're here." Cen Sufen said with a gruff face. "You really hide your mother so hard. Xiaobao is the blood of the Yan family. Why didn't you say it early?"

"There is nothing to say." He looked so cold that he didn't have a slight expression.

Cheng Yingxuan's heart hung like a pile of buckets.

What he meant was that he knew that Xiao Bao was his son, or did he think it was not important?

"This is such a big thing, you should have said it early!" Mrs. Yan said with an old face. "As early as I said, my mother and I will not object to your interaction with Cheng Yingxuan."