Dear, paternity test?! He Jing was so scared that she even forgot to cry and was stunned on the spot.

She did wonder why the child didn't look like Qinglang at all. Although she did have the temperament and appearance of joining the army at a young age, she did not inherit Qinglang's elegance at all, but instead exuded a strange wildness.

She thought that the children looked like her, after all, it was normal for some children to look like their mothers, but as the children grew up day by day, her inner uneasiness became worse day by day - because the child was pretty, but not as handsome as her temperament.

She began to doubt that Qinglang could really cooperate so much to have a baby with her? This is not Qinglang's style at all. Could there be anything wrong with this?

Now, this conjecture seems to be confirmed in Qinglang's words. In addition to being shocked and sad, He Jing is more sad and angry!

She was used by Qinglang!?

Everyone else knows that she is the only one who is kept in the dark?

"Situ Qinglang, what do you mean?" She put down the child and rushed to Qinglang angrily.

Sweetheart stood in front of Qinglang like a conditioned reflex, but was pulled back by Situ Qinglang. Only then did Sweetheart realize that Qinglang's indifference was terrible and so heartbreaking!

"You know what I mean in your heart. I can't have a baby with you." Situ Qinglang said sternly, "Don't think I didn't know what you used to do. All the things you get now can only be considered retribution."

"You!" He Jing was speechless for a moment and had to look at him resentfully, "Then you can't joke about the child's affairs! Are you worthy of the child like this?"

"I'm sorry for him, you used him as a bargaining chip from the beginning. Have you ever thought he was your son?"

Sweetheart listened to the two of them arguing, looking at the poor kid who was trembling in the corner, feeling sad that he couldn't say - what did you two treat the child as? No matter who he is, do you know how much trauma it would cause to him by saying such words in front of him?

"If you want...why do you guys say it first? I'll take him to another place to play?" Sweetheart wiped away her tears and gave Qinglang a wink.

Situ Qinglang really wanted to figure everything out in front of sweetheart, but he couldn't bear it when he saw the child squatting while trembling. After all, the child was innocent.

"You... go." He waved his hand.

Sweetheart squatted down and was about to pick up the child, He Jing was about to snatch it: "Don't touch my child! Don't think I don't know what you are doing! Sweetheart can't give birth to a child, so you want to take away my child, right? You wild woman, don't think you can please my child! My child only listens to me!"

Situ Qinglang pulled He Jing's arm and urged Tang Xin to take the child away quickly. He sneered: "He Jing, this child has no blood relationship with you. Don't think that you gave birth to it, he belongs to you."

Sweetheart trotted all the way with the child in her arms, and the child was jogging on her back, pitiful. She could feel him trembling, but he didn't dare to cry, and he just muttered "Mom, Mom".

There is a simple children's playground in the military compound. Sweetheart carried him there, took out a piece of candy from his pocket, handed it to him, and asked with a smile: "Xiao Douding, what's your name?"

The little boy looked at her, pursed his lips carefully and did not speak, with a small stubbornness in his eyes.

"Why don't you talk? Sister...ah no, auntie, I'm asking you."

The little boy rubbed the corner of his clothes and said nervously: "Mom said you are a bad person, and Mom said I can't talk to the bad person."

Sweetheart was amused and crying, and she tilted her head and asked her: "Then, what is a good person? Do you think Uncle Qinglang is a good person?"

The little boy immediately nodded vigorously and said with certainty: "Yes! Uncle Qinglang is a great man! Because... because he is a soldier, he can protect me!"

Sweetheart blinked and took out a military medal from his pocket: "Baby, sister... Ah, aunt, I am also a soldier. Do you know what this is? This is called a military medal. Do you want to see it?"

The little boy's eyes immediately lit up when he heard this, and his shiny eyes showed longing: "Auntie, can I see it?"
Chapter completed!