006Xiaomili's mother is not dead, why should I find another one

When we arrived at the restaurant, Mr. Leng, the old lady, Leng Yan and his two children were already sitting at the dining table.

Xiaomi Li sat next to the old man, while Xiao Leng Yun sat next to the old lady. There was a empty space between Leng Yun and Leng Yan and his son. Obviously, that position was left for Jian Xia.

In the past, Jian Xia felt that it was so natural to sit in the middle of the father and son, but now it is just a joke that cannot be promoted.

She subconsciously wanted to walk to Xiaomili's side, but Leng Yan had already stood up and opened her seat as usual. Looking at her, she raised a gentle and doting smile on the corner of her mouth and said, "Xia Xia, come and sit."

Such a gentle tone is just like the years during the Chinese New Year.

Jian Xia felt chills in her heart, and paused for a moment, but she still walked over and sat down.

"Xiaoqi, these are the dishes you like. You see, you have lost weight these days, so you should eat more." The old lady said with concern.

"Does mom still hurt? Baby, baby." Xiao Lengjun looked up at Jian Xia, and said, then stretched out his little hand to touch the gauze on Jian Xia's forehead.

Jian Xia saw that her body leaned back slightly in resistance. Before Xiao Lengjun's hand touched her forehead, she reached out and grabbed his little hand.

Leng Yan lowered his head and glanced at Jian Xia. The moment she raised her head, her eyes narrowed slightly, and a strong warning burst out from her eyes.

Jian Xia and Leng Yan looked at each other for a second, and from the corner of their eyes, they glanced at Leng Tingyu who was strode over. The next moment, she withdrew her gaze.

Leng Ting met him, and inadvertently raised his hand and knocked over the bowl of hot soup that the servant had just served. It was not biased, and most of the bowl of hot soup was sprinkled on Leng Yan's crotch.

"ah!"

The temperature of the soup was not low. Leng Yan exclaimed, and the man had quickly taken a step back, hitting the chair behind him, making a "clang" sound.

"What's wrong? I'll scream when I've had a meal!" Hearing the voice, the old man who was holding a hot towel to wipe Xiao Mili's hands raised his head and looked at Leng Yan, with displeasure in his voice.

"Accidentally, I overturned the soup." Before Leng Yan spoke, Leng Tingyu took the lead in explaining. His low and mellow voice was dull and helpless, making people unable to understand his intentions at all, as if he was just as he said, he was just careless.

"Ayan, is it okay!"

Leng Tingyu looked at Leng Yan's crotch, which was wet most, with the elders' concern for the younger generation, but there was no regret in his words.

"Tingyu, how old are you! You're not careful." The old lady looked sternly and blamed her little son who had been a rude since childhood.

"Grandma, I'm fine." Leng Yan smiled, "You eat first, I'll go up and change my pants."

Leng Tingyu nodded. When Leng Yan turned around and left, he had already sat down gracefully and handed the soup bowl that he had just knocked over to the servant beside him, "Share the soup again."

"Yes, Fourth Master." The servant respectfully took the soup bowl.

Leng Yan left, Jian Xia's nerves all over her body relaxed, but looking at the table full of dishes she liked to eat on weekdays, she had no taste.

"Tingyu, when will you find a mother for Xiaomili?" Everyone sat down and started eating. The old lady couldn't help but say earnestly, "You are 34 today, it's time to find a decent woman to get married."

Jian Xia looked up at Xiaomi Li diagonally opposite in surprise. Unexpectedly, Leng Tingyu was not married yet.

However, Xiaomili and Leng Tingyu look so similar, especially their mouth and nose, which are simply carved from the same mold. It is impossible that they are not Leng Tingyu's biological child.

Leng Tingyu glanced at the old lady, picked up the soup in front of her, and blew it slowly. After feeling the temperature was right, he took a sip and nodded in appreciation, "The soup tonight tasted good."

"Fourth brother, your mother is talking to you seriously!" Seeing the youngest son who looked leisurely and did not take the old lady's words seriously, the old man sank his face, "Don't think that you have achieved success outside over the years and will not regard yourself as a member of this family, and you can ignore your mother and me."

"My daughter's mother is not dead, why should I look for it?" Leng Tingyu put down the soup in his hand, and still said, looking calm and gentle.

"Then you bring Xiaomili's mother back and let me and your mother take a look!" The old man's face became heavier and he almost stood up and yelled at Leng Tingyu's nose.

Jian Xia looked at the old man who was really angry and felt a little worried.

Although she was taken back to the Leng family since she was 11 years old, she knew very little about Leng Tinghui, and she didn't even have much chance to meet him.

She remembered it very clearly that on the same night when she was taken back to the Leng family, Leng Ting was racing with someone, but he ended up killing the person. And he heard that the person who was hit and killed was not an ordinary identity. The police dispatched countless police forces, but no clues could be found for 24 hours.

Just when the police in Huinan City were helpless, Leng Tingyu, who woke up at home, ran to the police station and surrendered himself.

Later, Leng Tingyu was sentenced to three years. After being released from prison for three years, he only stayed at home for one night and went to Europe with his simple luggage.

Once he went there, it took several years. Jian Xia would only occasionally know about him from the old man and the old lady, and he would only come back occasionally.

The last time Leng Tingyu came back was three years ago. That time, he stayed at home for a few more days, almost a week!

After that, he returned to Europe, and had not returned for almost three years.

This time, I don’t know how long he will stay at home.

Leng Tingyu glanced at the old man, his eyes swept past Jian Xia with no idea, then lowered his head and said lightly, "There is no need for this for the time being."

"Dad, where is Mom? Why have I never seen Mom?" Xiaomili, who was burying her head, raised her head, looked at Leng Tingyu with her big black eyes, and asked aggrievedly.

Leng Tingyu looked at his daughter with a deep look.

"Have a meal."

"Oh!" Xiaomi Li felt that she had suffered 10,000 points of damage, but she had to lower her head obediently and have a meal obediently.

"The fourth brother, I don't care. In short, you either tell me who Xiao Mili's mother is, or you will go on a blind date tomorrow. Within this year, you must get this marriage for me." The old lady made up her mind and said harshly.

The grandson has gotten married and has a son, but the son is not married. What does it mean?

Leng Tingyu was not angry at all. Instead, he smiled faintly, and said with an unexpected word, "Okay, I'll work hard."

old lady,".........."
Chapter completed!