Attack of the Adorable Kid: President Daddy's Infinite Pampering

Jing Ting caught the test sheet Ye Yanfeng had thrown at him.

To be honest, seeing the incredulous look on Ye Yanfeng’s face, even Jing Ting himself doubted whether his test results were wrong!

He frowned. “You really have no impression at all?”

Ye Yanfeng glared at Jing Ting angrily. “It’s not that I have no impression, but I’ve never done it at all!”

Jing Ting pursed his lips. “Okay. Give me a moment, I’ll run the test again!”

Ye Yanfeng lay back on the bed again, his chest heaving with emotions.

Damn Jing Ting. He still thought he had good medical skills, how could he make a mistake in such matters?

Little Xingxing was his son… This was something Ye Yanfeng did not even dare to think about.

At that time, he had not slept with Shangguan Wan, how could she get pregnant with his child?

After a while, he heard Jing Ting’s voice. “Yanfeng, get up!”

Ye Yanfeng looked at Jing Ting and a mocking smile appeared on his face when he saw Jing Ting’s serious expression. “Did you get the test results wrong? It’s all right, I won’t blame you for one mistake, next time be more careful!”

Jing Ting pulled Ye Yanfeng up from the bed and put the new test results in front of him. “Look carefully, if I, Jing Ting, made a mistake for the test then I’ll quit the medical field!”

Ye Yanfeng’s eyes slowly moved towards the test results.

Little Xingxing was an immediate relative of him?

? ? ?

What the f*ck?

There was a buzz in Ye Yanfeng’s head, as if something had exploded, and it turned blank.

Jing Ting had never seen the thunderstruck expression on Ye Yanfeng’s face before. He seemed to have become an immovable sculpture.

“Yanfeng, are you in shock?” Jing Ting looked at him worriedly. “Or you can’t see again?”

Ye Yanfeng snatched the test sheet in Jing Ting’s hand and lowered his head, looking at it again and again.

“Jing Ting!”

“Yes.”

“Pinch me.”

Jing Ting was stunned for a moment and then pinched hard at Ye Yanfeng’s arm.

“F*ck. It hurts.” Ye Yanfeng raised his head and looked at Jing Ting. “I’m not dreaming?”

Jing Ting rolled his eyes. “No.”

“It’s not a mistake from your test results?”

“I’ll call you dad if I f*cking made a mistake!”

“Go to hell! You’re more suitable to be my grandson!” Ye Yanfeng got off the bed, clenching the test sheet tightly in his hand and glanced behind the curtain. “Are you sure Little Xingxing is my son?”

Jing Ting wanted to slap this man who looked like an idiot being overly excited and he nodded. “I. Am. Sure!”

Ye Yanfeng closed his eyes, his clenched fists slightly shaking. It felt like something had hit his chest, making him feel excited and unreal!

This kind of thing was something he dared not imagine, even in his dreams.

Even at this moment now, he did not know how Little Xingxing came about.

But that was not important now. What was important was that Little Xingxing was not another man’s son, but his! Him, Ye Yanfeng’s!

Jing Ting looked at the man who was laughing at one moment and looked like he was about to cry in another, and he sighed silently.

Actually, he was able to understand Yanfeng’s feelings now!

How could the blow not be big, with him suddenly having a son, whom he had thought was another man’s son?

Ye Yanfeng opened his eyes, looking at Jing Ting who was staring at him, and the smile on his lips disappeared. “Why are you still staring at me? Go and save my son! If anything happens to him, I won’t let you off!”

Jing Ting was speechless.

Ye Yanfeng turned and strode out of the operating room. His mind was still a little blank and felt like he was floating. He was afraid that he would fall and return to reality.

If this was a dream, then it was a beautiful and precious one.

Ye Yanfeng pulled open the door of the operating room and walked out with his legs feeling slightly weak.

…

Shangguan Wan was pacing in circles anxiously outside.

Although Ye Yanfeng went in for blood transfusion, he did not come out for a while and no medical staff had come out to tell her what the situation was, making her feel like a cat on a hot tin roof.

She kept praying to god for her son to be safe and sound.

Just then, the door of the operating room was opened.

Ye Yanfeng, with a dark expression and slightly red eyes, walked out.

His footsteps were not as steady as usual, a thin layer of sweat over his forehead, his thin lips tightly pursed and he did not have a good expression, as if he was about to cry.

Footsteps unsteady with a look as if he was about to cry. Could it be…

Shangguan Wan’s heart was sinking. Her body swayed and she felt the world spinning.

Had Little Xingxing already…

Shangguan Wan felt choked up and tears fell uncontrollably. She pushed Ye Yanfeng away, wanting to barge into the operating room.

But the next second, her arm was grabbed tightly.

Shangguan Wan was dragged forward before she could respond. Worried about Little Xingxing, she struggled, not wanting to go with Ye Yanfeng.

But the man was strong, plus she thought Little Xingxing was gone so her body was weak and she could not push him away.

Shangguan Wan was so anxious that her mind was blank and her tears kept falling.

Although she was not sure whether Mr Han was Little Xingxing’s father or not, it was no longer important. The important thing was that her Little Xingxing was safe and sound…

But what was this bastard Ye Yanfeng doing?

“Let go of me!” Shangguan Wan said in a hoarse voice.

Ye Yanfeng pulled Shangguan Wan to the stairway and threw her against the wall, then looked at her from a short distance away.

Shangguan Wan was frightened as she saw that his eyes were even redder than hers.

Her lips trembling and her nerves tensed, she asked with her heart quivering, “Did Xingxing…”

Ye Yanfeng pursed his lips and said nothing, only looking at her with those chilling eyes.

Shangguan Wan found herself frightened by his stare.

“What happened to Little Xingxing? Was the blood transfusion not able to save him?” Shangguan Wan straightened up, pushing open the door while she asked him, wanting to go back to the operating room.

But before she could push the door open, she was grabbed by Ye Yanfeng again.

He threw her back into the corner.

Shangguan Wan’s anger erupted like a volcano. Her son was still in the operating room, but he pulled her here without saying anything with a menacing look. What on earth did he want to do?

Shangguan Wan’s hands clenched into fists and she swung it at him.

When she was about to touch his handsome face, he clasped her fist with his large hand and pulled her into his arms. His hard chest made her nose ache after knocking into it.

The anger in Shangguan Wan’s heart surged up again.

“Ye Yanfeng. if you don’t let go of… Mmh!”

Her unfinished words were blocked by the man’s powerful and domineering lips.