Chapter 1012: Whose son am I?

"Madam, I'm sorry..."
Sisi called Su Yanyun, it was hard to tell.
"Um, the recorder, I lost it."
"Lost it?" Su Yanyun's heart tightened, "Why did you lose it?"
She didn't doubt Si Si's loyalty, but she was worried about the severity of the whole thing.
Sisi obviously doesn't know where to start.
She hesitated for a long time, and then said angrily: "It was snatched by the third master."
"Jing Hui? What did he do with your things?" Su Yanyun's first reaction was relieved when he heard the things in Jing Hui's hands, "It's okay, he won't stand on the side of the second room."
"He thought I was his dad's junior, and he thought I was planning something, so he snatched the pen." Sisi's tone was a little bit angry.
No, it should not be said to be stealing, it should be stealing.
Obviously, she got the recorder in the end, but in the end he sneaked in.
"It's okay," Su Yanyun heard the slightest yuzu, she smiled, "I called Jing Hui and asked him to hand over the recording pen to me."
After a few seconds of silence on the phone, Si Si asked tentatively: "He... won't overhear the contents, right?"
"This, I'm not sure." Su Yanyun thought with her fingertips propped on her chin, "but it's all her own, even if he hears it...no!"
She suddenly remembered something, "You said that Hua Qingmei admitted in person that Rong Xiaoda is not fertile, so Jing Hui can't be his son, right!"
"Uh-huh." She was noncommittal.
"On your side, hold down Rong Xiaoda first, and I will call Jing Hui immediately." Su Yanyun has no time to chat with Si Si.
She hung up the phone immediately and called Rong Jinghui.
The phone rang twice but was hung up.
Su Yanyun was nervous. She went to the study and wanted to inform Rong Linyi immediately. However, Rong Linyi was in a conference call and it was not easy to interrupt...
...
Hua Qingmei came out of Luo Hao's house.
Wearing sunglasses, she looked around to make sure that no one found herself, and then walked outside carefully and quickly.
She came to the road and was about to call a car, and a silver sports car stopped in front of her.
"Jing Hui? Why are you?" Hua Qingmei was shocked and frightened, yet still smiling.
Rong Jinghui's face was gloomy, and he got off the car without saying a word, but squeezed Hua Qingmei's wrist.
"Whose son am I?"
"You are..." Hua Qingmei opened her eyes wide. "What are you talking about... Of course you are..."
"Whose son am I! Hua Qingmei, tell me!" Rong Jinghui suddenly yelled out, "I know everything, don't pretend to be me, tell me!"
Hua Qingmei's lips moved twice.
"Jing Hui, I don't know what you are talking about... you are my son, it's me..."
"I know everything." Rong Jinghui raised the recording pen in his hand, "Hua Qingmei, I know all of your little third's conversation. Rong Xiaoda, is not my father at all, my father Who is it, who is my mother, tell me!"
Hua Qingmei looked at the recorder in his hand in shock.
I couldn't turn my mind for a while.
"You...your father," she slowly looked towards the house behind, "your father is inside...Jing Hui, although you are not a child of the Rong family, you are still my biological son...you , Your adoptive father has not given birth. In order to consolidate my position in the Rong family, I have no choice but..."