When Casselfil returned from the police station, it was already night. "Butler, you immediately send someone to Missyzhe's house to check."

Guan helped the young master into the living room, but looking around, it was strange that there was no one in the living room.

"Big old man?"

"Sir?"

"Ma'am?"

"Young lady?"

Lin Xiqi limped down the stairs. "What's it called, I'm not dead yet."

"Young lady, where have all the old men gone?"

Lin Xiqi's eyes flashed with anger. "Where they are, I don't know, I want to know where to find myself."

"Are all people dead? Hurry up and pour me water. She shouted haughtily to the bottom, and limped towards her room.

Ever since he returned, Casifil had felt a familiar aura around here.

"Phil, you're back, look who this is."

Behind him, Grandpa actually talked to him in Chinese here.

A few people who were no longer in the living room just now came to the living room one after another, and their expressions were extremely excited.

And the reason for all this comes from the little boy who was surrounded by the crowd.

The moment the housekeeper saw him, he undoubtedly believed that this must be the young master's child, and he looked exactly like the young master.

Even the cold expression on his face and the arrogance in his eyes were exactly the same.

Mu Sheng raised his head to look at his back, walked around him and walked in front of him, looking at the exact same face in front of him.

This time, he believed that he really didn't find the wrong father, but he didn't want his father anymore.

"Kid, call Daddy." The wrinkles at the corners of Mrs. Mohammed's eyes were several times, and she didn't care in the slightest.

Loki also looked at him with rare excitement, this is the only seedling of their Mohammed family!

At his age, he has fame and fortune, and he just wants to have a descendant so that he will not die alone in his old age.

The moment Phil ran away from home, he thought it would be an eternal luxury.

Rod is even more hearted, his eyes are full of that small figure, and he can't wait to take him into his arms and hug him a few more times.

"Scream, Daddy."

Several of them spoke standard Chinese, all of them just to cater to this little person. I'm afraid that he won't understand and be estranged from them.

Mu Sheng looked at him for a long time. "You're my dad?"

The familiar voice made his heart, which had been floating for a few days, finally fall to the ground. But then came ecstasy, and when he came back, he shaved his beard, also to find him and not let him know himself.

"I'm your dad."

However, Mu Sheng just glanced at him coldly and said lightly: "I'm hungry." ”

"My baby is hungry! The housekeeper didn't let people hurry up to prepare food, baby, what do you like to eat? ”

She crouched down, her eyes gentle and almost drowning a few people.

He just glanced coldly at her enthusiasm, and then sat down on the sofa.

"Whatever, just eat it."

"Then steward, go and prepare the most distinctive dishes in China, hurry up."

The housekeeper was also sincerely happy for the young master. "Okay, I'll go and order, and bring it up immediately."

"Wait."

As soon as Cassefil spoke, everyone looked at him strangely.

Mu Sheng doesn't eat spicy, and it's better to prefer sweet or local food. "You don't have to eat Chinese food, just serve some special dishes here."

"Son, what are you doing here? My baby is from China, of course, she is used to Chinese food. ”

Compared with the precious grandson, the son is not so important.

"Mom, listen to me."

"I still think that Chinese food, my baby will like it."

The two had a dispute over the cuisine, and in the end, it was Loki who finalized it.

"Housekeeper, Chinese food and Dubai specialties are done. See what he likes to eat. ”

"Yes, sir." The butler happily withdrew.

Lady Mohammed suddenly gathered around Musheng again. "Little baby, your name is Mu Sheng, right?"

"Yes." In his heart, she is not his grandmother, but a bad person who harms his mother.

Looking at the face in front of me that looks like Phil's childhood, the more I look at it, the more I like it.

Having completely ignored the coldness on his face, Phil was like that when he was a child. This proves even more that he is Phil's son, and even has the same temper.

"Little darling, you will henceforth be called Muhammad. Is Cassson good? Originally, she didn't want to give birth, but she was afraid of making this little baby unhappy, so she had to give in.

Mu Sheng glanced at her and refused without thinking. "Not good."

"Why?" Her questions also represent Loki's problems.

"Baby, it's normal for you to have your father's surname, why don't you want to? So that you can recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors. ”

Rod's vicissitudes of voice almost carried a hint of pleading.

It's just that Mu Sheng doesn't appreciate it at all. "My mommy gave birth to me and raised me, why should I have my father's surname. Did you give birth to me, or did you raise me? ”

His words were so sharp that everyone didn't dare to look at them directly.

"Baby, it's not that we don't raise you, it's that your mother didn't give me this chance. We had no idea you were born and that you were so old. ”

He glanced at her coldly, and the little person already had a lot of momentum.

"Really?"

"Of course yes, if you don't believe it, ask your dad, we don't know who your mommy is."

"My Mommy is ......"

"Who is your mommy? Baby, you say, as long as you say we'll pick up your mommy right away. Let them get married, and the family will be happy together. ”

Mrs. Mohammed began to imagine in her mind that it would be noble and elegant to give birth to such a son. She is also a beautiful and generous woman with good family affairs.

"Don't tell them that your mother is Mu Xiaoran."

Thinking of Missich's words, he shut up and never said anything more.

Under everyone's ardent expectations, but he just kept his mouth shut and didn't say a word.

"Forget it, let's wait until he is familiar with it before saying hello."

The man at the door, dressed in a black suit, walked in without squinting. "Big man, the toys you ordered have been delivered."

"Baby great-grandson, let's go see the toys together, okay?"

Mu Sheng vaguely knew from Mixizhe's words that the old man in front of him was a good person.

The attitude towards him was much better, and he automatically stepped forward to push the wheelchair. "Grandpa, I'll push you."

"Good, good, baby great-grandson is so good." His face was already smiling like a chrysanthemum.

When the two of them came to the door, they saw several large trucks parked in a row. "Baby great-grandson, go see if there is anything you like, if you don't like the old man buying it for you."

Mu Sheng counted the trucks in front of him, the toys of ten truckloads.

In calm children, too, became dumbfounded. "Grandpa, these ...... Are these really mine? ”

"Of course it's all yours, and when the time comes, we'll build a little castle over there, and it'll be full of your toys."