Zhao Jian thought for a while but didn't think of any suitable solution. "Just find someone to beat Zhao Cheng to death."

As soon as she blurted out, Zhao Jian immediately went to see Ji Rufeng's expression. When she encountered these messy things, she couldn't control herself and was furious.

Ji Rufeng's heart thumped, but he reached out to hold her hand calmly, "What a joke? He's better than death than death."

Seeing that he didn't think much, she breathed a sigh of relief and said in her heart that she had to go through the brain when speaking and doing things in the future.

She was thinking about luck, and Ji Rufeng said, "I have a way."

She looked over with a puzzled look on her face.

"You also said that Zhao Cheng was valued by the Zhao family because you left the Zhao family and he was the oldest. But you said, what if Zhao Cheng... wasn't the Zhao family's child?"

"How is that possible?" Zhao Jian couldn't help but scream.

"Why is it impossible?" Ji Rufeng asked, "He is not like the Zhao family at all."

"Yes, but... I can't just say that he is not from the Zhao family just because of this, right?"

"Who can be sure of this?"

Zhao Jian was dumbfounded. If Zhao Jian was not a child of the Zhao family, Zhao Jian's mother would have brought him into the Zhao family and raised him in the name of the Zhao family. This was too bold and arrogant.

After a long time, she swallowed, "I think this possibility is too small."

Because Zhao Weizheng is romantic, even if the Zhao family recognizes Zhao Weizheng's illegitimate son, it will have to go through layers of verification. If Zhao Cheng is not Zhao Weizheng's son but has to go through this verification, it will be difficult.

"No matter what, check it first."

Holding a one-percent possibility, Zhao Jian gave this to the following instructions.

A few days later, the trial began, and Zhao Jian and Ji Rufeng went to listen.

When the car was parked at the entrance of the First Court in London, another car had already parked there. Zhao Chengzheng stood on the solemn steps outside the court.

He was not in a wheelchair today, he was wearing a straight suit and his hair was combed smoothly. Those who didn't know thought he was here for a blind date.

Seeing Zhao Jian and Ji Rufeng, Zhao Cheng stopped and waited for the two to approach.

After Zhao Jian and Ji Rufeng got out of the car, Du Yuqing and Zhou Ze'an got off together in a car next to him. The four of them walked over to Zhao Cheng's eyes.

Zhao Jian looked at Zhao Cheng carefully for the first time and found that apart from his insidious and cunning personality, he really didn't look like the Zhao family.

Could it be that Zhao Cheng is really not the blood of the Zhao family?

Zhao Jian thought about this and couldn't help but feel a little gloating. The good son and grandson who had been holding in the hands of the Zhao family for many years would have been a big fun if it weren't for Zhao Weizheng's son.

Zhao Jian looked at her for a few seconds and then withdrew her, but Zhao Cheng did not let her go.

He even smiled and walked forward a few steps, "gar, meet again."

Zhao Jian glanced at him and said nothing.

When Zhao Jian and his friends got closer, Zhao Cheng leaned closer and squeezed away Du Yuqing on Zhao Jian's left.

"Old love and new love, hahaha, gar don't know which one do you prefer?"

Zhao Jian instantly wanted to smash his face with one punch. Damn it, but at this time he still wanted to sow discord.

"Mr. Zhao misunderstood. Zhao Jian and I have broken up long ago. We are just ordinary friends." Du Yuqing spoke. He would not make Zhao Jian embarrassed at this time.
Chapter completed!