Chen Zhixian stared at Jiang Jiang, but a little guy who had always been bold became timid. He held Jiang Yanting's pants tightly with his fingers, but he still didn't dare to approach him, or even dared to look at her directly.

The closer you are, the more timid you are.

"Go to the past." Jiang Yanting patted his little head.

Jiang Jiang then moved a little, staring at Hua Lutou, and moved towards her little by little. He couldn't say the name of mother, but just stretched the cake in his hand forward, which was a little domineering.

Even at this time, Chen Zhixian could not be sure whose child he was. After all, the loss of the child seemed deeply rooted in her mind.

Just the word "Mom", I feel heartache when I think about it, and tears can't stop flowing down.

Jiang Jiang really didn't know how to get close to her. Seeing her crying, she looked at Jiang Yanting at a loss. He didn't say anything, and Jiang Jiang asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?"

Chen Zhixian looked at him. If he was still alive, he would have been so big...

I wanted to touch this child, but I shook my hands and didn't dare to step forward.

However, the unlocker came soon and went downstairs to call Jiang Yanting again. Chen Zhixian then got up quickly and wiped his tears in panic. His steps were unstable, stagnant, and almost fell.

Jiang Jiang was very close and subconsciously reached out and grabbed her hand.

"Thank you." Chen Zhixian stared at the two of them holding hands tightly.

His hands were very small, his flesh was whispering, and he was so hot.

"I have sweat on my hands." Jiang Jiang bit her lip and stared at her, her eyes slightly red. He said, but he held her hand tightly, but refused to let go.

Chen Zhixian hesitated and gently held his missing piece, as if it was filled in an instant...

Full of silence.

**

When the lock-opener arrived, he saw the three of them standing together, and naturally thought it was a family of three.

But the wife and children were both red eyes and there were still injuries on the child's face. While observing the keyhole, they looked at the corresponding tools while looking at the three of them.

After a while, he looked at Jiang Yanting: "Those who attack children and women are all scumbags, not men!"

But Jiang Yanting didn't say anything, he thought to himself:

Yo--This man really can pretend to be dead!

He looked at Chen Zhixian again, "If you encounter domestic violence, you must call the police earlier and divorce directly. This scumbag, if you can do it once, there will be a second time. Don't expect him to change it!"

Chen Zhixian was stunned for a moment, knowing that he had misunderstood, and hurriedly explained, "It's not what you think, we are not..."

The lock was opened quickly, and the master took the money and left. He couldn't help but remind Chen Zhixian, "Do you want me to help call the police? The man who beats people must not ask for the most."

"No, he didn't hit me..."

He lowered his voice, "Your husband looks fierce!"

“…”

Looking at fierce? Chen Zhixian couldn't refute these words.

The word "husband" made her face a little hot.

Jiang Yanting is really born with a cold face, so when he chased him, he really scared her. It was only after coming into contact with him that he knew how indifferent someone was in his bones.

"Well, come in first..." She sent Master Lock away. Because Jiang Jiang refused to let go, she coughed and called the father and son into the house. "I just came here occasionally, so there was nothing here."

The room is indeed deserted. Although all the furniture is complete, it is not very popular and does not live forever.

"Come in and sit there." Chen Zhixian closed the door when he saw the two of them entering the house. The heater was on inside the house, which was very warm. He should have taken off his coat, but Jiang Jiang still refused to let go.

Jiang Yanting glanced at him and said, "Take off your coat."

"Oh——" Jiang Jiang let go of his hand.

"You sit there casually. I have nothing to drink here, only boiled water, right?" She was asking Jiang Jiang.

"I don't pick anything." Jiang Jiang's voice was very small and he was so obedient.

Nothing to pick on? Jiang Yanting hummed lightly...

For a while, I didn’t drink water every day, yelled to drink Coke, and went on a hunger strike if I didn’t give it. Now I’m not picking?

Chen Zhixian went straight into the kitchen. Jiang Jiang took off his coat and wanted to go with her with his calf. He wished he could turn it into a pendant on her legs and stick to her tightly, but after just running two steps, the collar of the back was grabbed, which almost made him fall.

"dad?"

"Don't you want to go to the bathroom?"

"I……"

"Go to the toilet, right? I'll take you here!" Chen Zhixian was not completely sure whether Jiang Jiang was his son. He just looked at him and felt happy. When he heard what he needed, he immediately put down what he had and took him to the bathroom.

Jiang Jiang had no choice but to follow her into the bathroom.

Chen Zhixian told him how to use the toilet and the place where the paper rolled was, "Do you still need my help?"

"Need not……"

"Hand sanitizer and hand paper are all here. This sink is a bit high. If you can't reach it, you can call me again." Chen Zhixian looked like that, wishing he could do everything for him.

"Yeah." Jiang Jiang nodded obediently, and glanced at the scumbag father in the aftermath.

This difference is too big.

If he couldn't reach the sink, his father would help him, but he insisted on saying, "Little Dwarf!"

It's really annoying!

**

After Chen Zhixian closed the door and went out, he continued to go to the kitchen to boil water, while Jiang Yanting followed her in...

"Why did you bring that child?" Chen Zhixian turned on the faucet and was using a kettle to connect water.

"He is your son."

"Jiang Yanting, I think..." Chen Zhixian smiled bitterly, "He is quite cute, but..."

"The child was not dead back then, but he was in poor health. He was sent to a large hospital and was cared for more than three months before he was brought back to China."

Chen Zhi's idle hand shook, "Jiang Yanting, this joke is not funny."

"If you don't believe it, you can take him to do a paternity test."

Her hands were already scared and weak. The word paternity test hit her hard, with a trembling finger, and with a "clang" sound, the kettle hit the table, and the water flowed like a stream, splashing all over her.

And her body was weak and her tears could not stop falling.

"Impossible, that child back then was obviously..." Chen Zhixian choked up.

"You saw it with your own eyes?"

"I……"

"Who told you that the child is gone?"

Chen Zhixian was confused at this moment. That period of time was unbearable and he lived a daze, and he couldn't remember many details.

"It was the Xie family who picked you up back then? Who are they?"

Chen Zhixian's mind exploded again in an instant.

Everyone in the Xie family treated her very well. She filtered everyone in her mind. As long as she thought about someone deliberately concealing the existence of the child, if Jiang Yanting had not found the child, what would the child become...

After a huge shock and ecstasy, she was greeted with a bone-broken chill.

Her face was pale, her lips were pursed tightly, and the remaining blood on her face disappeared completely.

No one in the Xie family showed any hostility towards her, but as long as she thought of this, it would be even more terrifying. She couldn't help but tremble all over!

Excited, scared, and chilled all over.

"Xianxian?" Jiang Yanting raised his hand and turned off the faucet and held her hand.

"I, I am..." Her mind was in a mess.

"I can't lie to you about the child. If he weren't my biological son, how could I keep him by my side for so long for no reason? And for my life..." Jiang Yanting knew her complicated mood at this time, held her hand tightly and prepared to hold her into her arms.

"There is only one woman."

Chen Zhixian knew the authenticity of his words, whether the child belonged to her, and he could not lie to her.

On the contrary, there were too many doubts in the past because she had never seen the child for the last time. However, she still couldn't let go of her today.

But everything came too suddenly, with huge ecstasy, and accompanied by the bone-broken coldness, her whole mind was confused.

"Dad - what's wrong with you!" Jiang Jiang heard the sound of the kettle falling, jumped off the toilet and ran out directly.

At this time, he was standing at the kitchen door with his pants in his arms. Jiang Yanting and Shen Zhixian had not yet been brought together, but were just behaved in ambiguous ways. He didn't know what to do?

"Are you okay?" Jiang Yanting turned around and blocked Jiang Jiang's vision. Chen Zhixian raised his hand and kept wiping his tears, but the tears seemed to be worthless, falling down and unable to stop.

"I..." Jiang Jiang pursed his lips, as if he wanted to see what happened to Chen Zhixian? "I heard something happening outside and thought something was wrong?"

"I haven't even put on my pants well, so I'll take you in..." Jiang Yanting said, almost carrying Jiang Jiang into the bathroom again.

The father and son left, Chen Zhixian squatted on the ground, holding back his voice, hugged his knees, buried his head in it, and cried softly...
To be continued...