Chapter 1157: You really are my grandson

Chapter 1157 You are really my grandson
Countless times, he secretly compared Jiang Yi to Wei Zhenhui. He didn't say anything in front of outsiders, but he knew in his heart that he was disappointed with Jiang Yi, so he finally poured part of his expectations of his grandson on Wei Zhenhui.
How much he yearned for a grandson like Wei Zhenhui at that time!
Now, he told him that he is his grandson!
Jiang Xiangqian felt that a huge pie fell from the sky, directly on his forehead, buzzing.
The man he has coveted for so long is actually his grandson?
Who believes it?
Even if he killed him?
But in his hand, he clearly held Wei Zhenhui's blood test report, and even a paternity test report.
He is really the grandson of his Jiang Xiangqian, absolutely true!
Jiang Xiangqian burst into tears and hugged Wei Zhenhui, "Grandson, you really are my grandson, didn't you lie to me?" Even with scientific evidence, Jiang Xiangqian couldn't believe this fact.
Wei Zhenhui was hugged tightly by Jiang Xiangqian, perhaps because blood was thicker than water, he actually felt that this embrace was particularly warm.
"Grandpa, I'm your grandson, it's so true!" Wei Zhenhui returned to hug Jiang Xiangqian. Although the old man's body was tough, he had become skinny during the past six months. Wei Zhenhui didn't dare to hold him hard.
Huo Haidong's eyes widened, "Old Jiang, do you really believe it? Anyway, I don't believe it, how could you have such a good grandson?"
Jiang Xiangqian turned around and took a bite of him, "You fart, Wei Zhenhui is my grandson, and my grandson is better than your grandson!" After speaking, he laughed twice, "Who would have thought that the devil is my grandson?"
Luo Yunlong patted Jiang Xiangqian on the shoulder, "Lao Jiang, I didn't expect that when we are old, Lao Huo and I will be scummed by you again!"
"Hahaha! That is, when I was young, when I mentioned my grandson, how did the two of you run against me, now I have to all go back!" Jiang Xiangqian was so happy that he was ten years younger from ear to ear.
Zhao Bo's two eyebrows were completely screwed together. Before, there was no grandson of the Great Demon King, and Chief Jiang was not aggrieved. Now he is even more powerful, so let's call him Jiang Yunzhao in the future!
When Jiang Zhengye heard that Wei Zhenhui was his son, his whole person was not well.
The big devil is so good, and he is no better than his own father, the old man is the one who survived the rain of bullets.
Now, what's so special, he can't even compare to his son, Jiang Zhengye now wants to find a place to sew in.
No wonder Jiang Xiangqian often scolded him, humiliating Jiang's ancestors for generations.
Liu Wenqing's face was innocent, and she didn't expect her son to be the devil.
No wonder he looked a little strange in his eyes that day, he knew the truth a long time ago.
Liu Wenqing was anxiously trying to hide behind Jiang Zhengye. The Chief Jiang said a word that scared her.
"Zhengye, Wenqing, don't you come to recognize your son?"
Liu Wenqing glanced at Jiang Zhengye, then bowed his head and followed Jiang Zhengye over.
Jiang Zhengye is also very impressed, his son is so good, his father really has a bright face.
Liu Wenqing's eyes flickered, and he walked to the front and reluctantly pulled out a smile, "Son, welcome home." He said welcome, but his tone was not familiar.
Wei Zhenhui just nodded, and did not call anyone.
Jiang Xiangqian looked in his eyes and said nothing, anyway, he heard his grandfather.
Seeing that Zhao Bo knew it, he said, "The Devil King, then you can tell Chief Jiang the ins and outs of that year!"
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(End of this chapter)