Chapter Seventy-Two

The last time I had dinner at Sheng's house, it was because it was really inconvenient to refuse, but now Lin Wei has nothing to do, so it is naturally not suitable to disturb, so I had to smile lightly: "Thank you, Mom Zhang, but I really don't need it, I don't feel at ease when the milk bag is alone at home." ”

As soon as they heard the name of the milk bag, Zhang's mother and Uncle Zhang's eyes immediately lit up: "Then let's go back and pick up the milk treasure first." ”

Although Sheng Junyun doesn't like milk bags, if he doesn't take him, Lin Wei will definitely not be able to eat at his own house, after weighing it, he also nodded: "I think Zhang's mother and Uncle Zhang's suggestion is very good, Zhang's mother, you call the family, ask them to prepare dinner, let's go pick up the milk bag." ”

"Okay, no problem. Zhang's mother nodded immediately, ignoring Lin Wei's attitude.

After the phone call was finished, Zhang's mother seemed to suddenly remember, and turned her head to look at Lin Wei with an apologetic face: "I'm sorry, I forgot to ask Miss Lin Wei your opinion, you shouldn't mind, right?"

It's all been explained, how can Lin Wei be embarrassed to refuse, so he can only smile and nod: "What is there to refuse." ”

Zhang's mother, who got this answer, immediately laughed happily: "That's good." ”

Sheng Junyun, who was hugging Lin Wei, took advantage of her inattention, shook her eyebrows, and the corners of her mouth couldn't control the yearning that rose, if only she could stay tonight.

When they arrived at the door of Lin Wei's house, she and Sheng Junyun went to pick up the milk packets, and Zhang's mother and Uncle Zhang stayed in the car.

"Hey, I heard that Miss Lin Wei has amnesia and can't remember what happened before the car accident, do you say she knows that the father of the milk bag is our young master?"

"I don't know, it doesn't look like I know, let's find a chance to test it. Uncle Zhang suggested softly.

Hearing Uncle Zhang's words, Zhang's mother nodded, and suddenly remembered another thing: "This paternity test won't be tampered with, right?"

Uncle Zhang furrowed his brows: "We are taking a formal channel, and there should be no major incidents." Old woman, do you suspect that Miss Lin Wei deliberately approached our young master?"

"You can't have the heart to hurt people, you can't have the heart to prevent people, we still rarely see people who don't have good intentions for so many years. Mother Zhang couldn't help but sigh when she thought of the past, although their impression of Miss Lin Wei was quite good, it was better to keep a little more heart.

Since the last time I saw Zhang's mother, the milk bag has been very sticky to her, and as soon as she got in the car, she ran into her arms. Originally, Lin Wei was still a little embarrassed, but when she saw that Zhang's mother also liked the milk bag very much, she went with the milk bag.

Because there was a maid in the house, Zhang's mother didn't have anything to do, so they sat there and chatted together.

"Miss Lin Wei, I have a question, I don't know if it's convenient for you to answer?" Zhang's mother, who was holding the milk bag, turned her head to look at Lin Wei.

"Mom Zhang, you don't have to be so polite, just ask any questions directly. "Not only the milk bag, but even Lin Wei has a good impression of Zhang's mother.

Zhang's mother quietly turned her head and glanced at her old man, then looked at Lin and opened her mouth with a smile: "I heard that Miss Lin Wei has lost your memory, so do you still know who the father of the milk bag is?"

As soon as he heard this question, Lin Wei, who was half-held in his arms by Sheng Junyun, instantly stiffened.

Sensing Lin Wei's discomfort, Zhang's mother hurriedly said, "Miss Lin Wei, if you find it inconvenient to answer my question, you don't have to answer it. ”

"Nothing inconvenient, I really don't remember. Although Lin Wei said lightly, his expression was still a little stiff.

"Miss Lin Wei, aren't you curious, haven't you thought about finding the biological father of the milk bag?" For this answer, Zhang's mother had actually guessed it a long time ago, so she immediately asked the question she really wanted to ask.

But Lin Wei, who heard this, misunderstood Zhang's mother's purpose, thinking that she was letting herself know the severity and stop hooking up with Sheng Junyun. She sat up straight without leaving a trace, and pulled away the big hands that were placed on her waist: "I'm not curious, and I never thought of going to find the child's biological father, nor did I want to find another father for him, I just want to watch the milk bag grow up healthy." ”

These words seemed very emotional, and it immediately made Zhang's mother understand that Lin Wei had misunderstood what she meant, and she quickly explained: "Miss Lin Wei, you misunderstood what I meant, the reason why I asked this question is just to see if our young master still has a chance." ”

Sheng Junyun, who was sitting next to him, had been stinking since he mentioned his father in the milk bag, and after Lin Wei took his hand away, it stinked even more.

Lin Wei raised her eyes to look at Mama Zhang, her beautiful eyes were full of surprise: Didn't Mama Zhang come to warn herself about climbing high branches?

Looking at Lin Wei's appearance, Mama Zhang couldn't help but smile, hugged the milk bag, and opened her mouth in a matter-of-fact manner: "Look at your mother, I must have thought that Mama Zhang was a terrible elder just now." ”

"Mother Zhang?" Lin Wei, who was ridiculed by Mother Zhang like this, misunderstood her, shouted at her embarrassedly.

"Miss Lin Wei, I don't mind, you don't have to be embarrassed, but I think you might have to coax the vinegar jar next to you now?" What Mother Zhang said just now was not only to test Lin Wei, but also to know what her young master's attitude was towards her.

Now it seems that nine times out of ten, it is his own young master who refuses to let go, but this also shows that the young master has opened his mind.

Sheng Junyun, who had been looking at Lin Wei with resentful eyes, immediately turned his head to look away as soon as he heard that the topic had shifted to him.

was said by Zhang's mother, although Lin Wei was a little embarrassed, but he still subconsciously looked at Sheng Junyun.

Finding that Lin Wei was looking at himself, he pursed his mouth, indicating that he was in a very unhappy mood now.

Lin Wei was just ready to coax the arrogant Mr. Sheng, when he saw the milk bag waving his arm and reaching out for his mother to hug him. Lin Wei forgot about Sheng Junyun without saying a word, hugged his son in his arms, patted it, and then kissed him by the way.

Sheng Junyun was extremely displeased, reached out and lifted the milk bag all of a sudden, threw it back into Mama Zhang's arms, and reached out to take Lin Wei into his arms: "Mama Zhang, I don't want to see him, you take him somewhere else to play." ”

"Mr. Sheng. Lin Wei shouted helplessly, but did not object.

"Then I'll take the milk bag to the dollhouse where the young master was a child. After saying that, Zhang's mother went upstairs with the milk bag.

After they went up, the strength in Sheng Junyun's hand increased a little, and he hugged Lin Wei's entire body into his arms, and gently rubbed the back of her neck.

Feeling the slightly rough skin on Sheng Junyun's chin, Lin shrunk his neck slightly, his cheeks were a little hot, and he reached out and gently pushed him: "Mr. Sheng, what are you doing so close." ”

Sheng Junyun opened his mouth sullenly, and all his breath hit Lin Wei's cochlea: "I'm telling me I'm angry." ”

This answer really made Lin Wei cry and laugh, but he had to follow his words and ask, "Who is that Sheng always angry with?"

Knowingly asked, who else can make me angry except you, Sheng Junyun pursed his lips, so that he didn't want to pay attention to this cunning and unreasonable woman.

Sensing that Sheng Junyun didn't want to pay attention to himself, Lin Wei also felt that he seemed to be a little naΓ―ve just now, and turned his head to speak, but his lips accidentally rubbed Sheng Junyun's forehead.

Almost instantly, Sheng Junyun's mood improved, and the tight corners of his mouth were just forcibly disguised: "Forget it, I forgive you this time, but you can't mention the father of the milk bag in front of me next time." ”