Sweet Wife, be Good!

Shen Fengshan was taken aback for a moment: "So you might be Feng Ling's son?"

This accident made him couldn't believe it.

At the beginning, Shen Jingyu, who was alone, was taken home to appease Ding Qinen, who was severely depressed, but he never thought about his true identity.

But now, he actually discovered that he might be Feng Ling's son.

"I haven't verified it yet, and I'm not speculative with the Duke himself. It may be, but it may not be." Shen Jingyu said.

Chu Ning looked at him more distressedly. She remembered that he was taken back to Shen's house when he was eight years old. Except for the incident of encountering her before, the rest of the things were all messed up in his memory.

Probably because when he was young, he suffered too much.

Shen Fengshan said: "There is a big reason behind this matter. Don't be an enemy of Feng Ling. I guess she must be very bitter in her heart for so many years. She is Feng Jue's younger sister, and Feng Jue is gone. I don't want to apologize to him. "

Shen Jingyu heard Shen Fengshan's open-mindedness and nodded in agreement.

After seeing Shen Fengshan back in the car, Chu Ning painfully bandaged Shen Jingyu's wounds. Fortunately, he didn't hurt his bones, just skin injuries, but he still shed a lot of blood.

Chu Ning put his palm on his chest and said in a low voice, "Does it still hurt?"

"Much better." Shen Jingyu's eyebrows were gentle, and she hooked her into her arms.

They were leaning together, still thinking about Feng Ling.

And Feng Ling returned home.

Today's conversation with Shen Fengshan made her vent the resentment that she had hidden in her heart for many years.

But I regretted thinking about it, and almost messed up the entire layout because I didn't hold it back.

The dagger was still dripping with blood, as if the wound in Feng Ling's heart was torn open again.

"Steward!" Feng Ling shouted.

An old man with a neat dress came over, bowed and said, "The Duke."

"Take this blood sample and check the DNA." It was Feng Ling's own and Shen Jingyu's.

Although he believed in his heart that Shen Jingyu suddenly found out about the blood relationship, it must be Shen Fengshan's conspiracy.

But deep down in my heart, I am unwilling to give up any hope.

The housekeeper took the things away, and Feng Ling took out a yellowed photo, which was left by her and her son Xiaobao.

At that time, Xiao Bao was only three or four years old, well-behaved, smart, and unparalleled. When talking, the soft little milky voice would melt people's hearts.

It was when Shen Fengshan brought people to chase her, she and Xiaobao fled together, but those people pressed on hard and wanted to take her and Xiaobao away all the time.

She closed her eyes, and a group of tears flowed out. She was framed and rolled the sheets with the bodyguards, which embarrassed the entire Fu family.

Although she had signed the divorce agreement and left with the children in her belly, the Fu family still didn't seem to let her go. They followed her wherever she went.

Moreover, their purpose is also very clear, not to allow her to leave this wicked child, so that the reputation of the Fu family will be damaged in any way.

At that time, Fu Hongxuan was not the president, but the Fu family was already a well-known family in Beijing. After losing the Feng Jue, the Feng family was devastated and unable to fight against the Fu family.

Just when he was escaping, Xiao Bao fell into the water, and she watched him fall, splashing in the water.