Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist's Uncle Chapter 717 - My Son! My Son!

Chapter 717: My Son! My Son!

Had he heard wrong?

Son?

“My son.” Ling Sheng tugged at him and said in a small voice, “Keep your voice down. We don’t want to get discovered.”

Ji Fanchen had always thought of himself as a very calm person with a strong mental fort.i.tude. However, he was shocked by her words. “You… adopted him?”

Ling Sheng frowned. “He’s my son! My biological son!”

Ji Fanchen was speechless.

Upon seeing that he was still suspicious, Ling Sheng sighed deeply. She hugged Xiaoqi in her embrace and said, “Take a look. Look carefully. Doesn’t he look exactly like me?”

Ji Fanchen said, “You’re wearing a mask and sungla.s.ses, so I can’t see.”

Ling Sheng was agitated. Why was it so exasperating to talk to him? “Don’t you think we look exactly the same when you think about it?”

Ji Fanchen said, “To be honest, I don’t pay much attention to how you look usually.”

Ling Sheng spat out a mouthful of blood. Brother, if you speak like this, we can’t be friends anymore. That would be sad, right?

Ji Fanchen easily accepted this fact. He picked up Xiaoqi and walked forward with Ling Sheng. He turned around and asked, “Do the rest know?”

Ling Sheng shook her head. “I’ve always wanted to find a chance to tell you guys. However, you know that we can’t ever get everyone’s schedules to align for our private meeting!”

Ji Fanchen was not a gossipy person, so he did not ask anything else. However, when he saw people selling food by the roadside, he asked Xiaoqi if he wanted to buy some and coaxed him into having fun.

The finals started at five in the afternoon and ended at eight. The recording session took three hours.

Ling Sheng and the others had arranged to meet at a chain fast-food restaurant near the sports hall. Yu Bei and the others arrived first, but they had not expected to see so many people there. There was no way to step in the restaurant at all. After all, the few of them were public figures. Their masks, sungla.s.ses, and hats were standard accessories of theirs.

Thankfully, there were many people, and they were wearing a lot. The few of them did not appear too unconventional. In the cold wind, they found a place to rest under the tree by the door and waited for Ling Sheng and Ji Fanchen.

s.h.i.+ Lingyu rubbed her hands coldly. Yu Bei ran out of the convenience store beside her and stuffed a heat pack into her hand. He even tore open the heat pack and pasted it on her carefully and lovingly.

Jiang Yi looked at him and reached out to beg. “I’m quite cold too. It’s so windy in the north. Give me two!”

Yu Bei gave him a sideways look. “You can buy one yourself.”

Chu Zhian smiled beside him and patted Jiang Yi’s shoulder. He let out a low cough. “I’ll buy one for you. Let’s go. We’ll buy four packs and use two each!”

s.h.i.+ Lingyu, who was embarra.s.sed, pinched Yu Bei secretly.

Yu Bei gave one to each of them and threw them at them in disdain. “You two are men. Why are you using a heat pack meant for women during their periods?”

Chu Zhian asked, “Why? Aren’t men human? Are men never cold?”

s.h.i.+ Lingyu had initially thought that this was nothing, as it was quite normal. However, after the argument between the two of them, her face flushed red as she hurriedly changed the topic. “What are we eating later?”

Jiang Yi let out a deep sigh. “I’m already full from all the public displays of affection. Why should I eat? I’m begging the two of you. Do me a favor and let the two of us go, alright?”

s.h.i.+ Lingyu looked at them and said earnestly, “It’s time for the two of you to find girlfriends. You’re not young anymore.”

Before Jiang Yi could speak, he saw Ling Sheng and Ji Fanchen walk over. He ran over hurriedly and smiled at Ling Sheng. “Sheng Sheng, are you cold?”