Mr. Sheng called Sheng Sidong to the study alone.
His face didn't look good.
Others secretly felt schadenfreude, thinking it was about Sheng Tang hitting Sheng Zhang last time, and the old man was about to reprimand Sheng Sidong.
The old man in the study was indeed in a bad mood.
He valued Sheng Tang very much, but now it seemed that Sheng Tang might not be his granddaughter.
"What's going on?" he cut to the chase, "Tangtang and Cheng Ruojun look exactly the same, don't you have any explanation?"
Sheng Sidong: "Sir, this is a private matter of our family, I don't really want to discuss it."
The old man knew his son's temperament.
He contained his anger: "So, back then, the one who gave birth to your child wasn't Meng Ying, but Cheng Ruojun? You were two-timing and even made Meng Ying raise the child for you?"
Sheng Sidong's face changed drastically.
The old man had been through the ups and downs in the business world and understood his son's character.
