九色腾无限制

Mu Jinghang chuckled. Home? He was going to take the kid home. His real home.

As for that woman, she forced the child to stay away from him for so long. As a father, he missed out on five years of his own child\'s life. What was so wrong to have her feel flustered for a little while?

Sang Lin quietly leaned against Mu Jinghang\'s shoulder and wrapped his arms around his neck.

His mom\'s always told him that his father was stupid. But he sure liked his dad.

From today forward, he was a child with a dad.

The father and son duo left the airport. Just then, Sang Wu walked out of the darkness wearing suspenders.

She was now the mother of a six-year-old. Yet her face was still full of collagen.

With that face, her suspenders, and her converse, she looked like a high school student.

She watched those two leave and sighed in relief.

The next second, she took out her cell phone and called Qiao Qing, "Little baby, I\'m on my way to see my godson and goddaughter now."

The other side of the line was silent for a while before making a sarcastic comment, "You\'ve decided to stay rooted and become a housewife?"

Qiao Qing knew that if Sang Wu wanted to keep flying, she would never come back to the Capital City.

Sang Wu made a face, "You\'ve been the third young master Jun\'s housewife for years now. What right do you have to lecture me?"

Qiao Qing laughed, "Why are you coming back suddenly?"

She was curious about that. She knew how important freedom was to Sang Wu. Or else she wouldn\'t have left and hid with her child for more than five years.

Sang Wu sighed again, "I\'m not back because of that SOB. I simply don\'t want my son to have low self esteem because he has no dad. He\'s such a good kid and he never complains. However, I know he wants a dad. As a woman, once you become a mother, a lot of things become out of your control. You cannot simply do whatever you want anymore as a mother. Nothing beats the child you bore."

Qiao Qing was silent for a while and started to pity Mu Jinghang, "Do you really have no feelings for Mu Jinghang?"

Sang Wu\'s face reddened, "Why would I have feelings for that SOB?!"

The speed of her response was like she was terrified of others not believing her.

The thing she didn\'t admit, however, was that she didn\'t come here only for her son.

Qiao Qing sensed her tone and felt maybe her pity wasn\'t needed. She chuckled, "Yes, yes, yes, ma\'am, you don\'t like him. You have no feelings for him. Hurry and come see your godson and goddaughter."

...

Mu Jinghang carried Sang Ling out of the airport. After he went into the car, he finally remembered to ask, "Wait, what\'s your name?"

Sang Lin answered quietly, "Sang Ling."

Mu Jinghang froze and her face turned dark. Silently, he cursed that damn woman to death.

He breathed through his gritted teeth, "You\'re called Mu Ling from now on."

Sang Wu didn\'t argue and nodded, "Okay."

In the front seat, Qin Liang\'s face was in shock, "President, this is your son?"

From the strange behavior Mu Jinghang displayed when he saw the kid, plus what he just said, anyone, no matter how slow, would\'ve made the connection.

Mu Jinghang ignored him and suddenly realized something.

He asked Mu Ling, "You seem to be aware of the fact that I am your father since the beginning."

Mu Ling\'s eyes brightened, "Dad isn\'t as dumb as mom described."

Mu Jinghang, "..."