Xiao Shiqing did not answer Yan Meng's question.
But the man's mood fluctuated slightly. He opened his eyes, and his cold eyes were covered with a layer of mist.
Not answering this question seemed to involve too many factors and emotions, which made his thoughts confused and he didn't know how to explain it.
Yan Meng asked again, "Could it be because of a guilty conscience?"
"Ah Wu also knows more than half of the things that happened between Mei Mei and him back then. Even though Fu Chengyan has admired Ah Wu for many years, as long as she has a memory of the past, no matter how sincerely Fu Chengyan pursues her, she will never fall in love with Meimei. man."
"perhaps."
With these words, Xiao Shitong took over.
The sound just fell.
A cute and melodious childish voice came from outside the car: "Jingle bells, jingle bells, Jingle all the way..."
Xiao Shiqing glanced sideways and raised his hand to wipe the white mist on the car window.
Outside, Xiao Nuobao built himself a very cute little snowman and was singing Jingle Bells to the snowman.
Christmas is only two or three days away.
Xiao Shiqing's crystal eyes curved up, with a doting smile.
Yan Meng also looked over, "They say daughters are like their fathers, but Nuobao's character and appearance are charming, not at all like that gentle scum Fu Chengyan."
Hearing this, Xiao Shiqing's eyes suddenly paused, and the gentle eyes that had just opened suddenly turned dim.
Yan Meng noticed the change in his expression and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
Xiao Shiqing took out his mobile phone from his pocket, opened the photo album and found a photo inside, and showed it to Yan Meng.
It is a four-dimensional color ultrasound image of a fetus.
He and Yan Meng looked at each other, and his voice was soft and indifferent, "My and Wu'er's daughter looks like me, right?"
Although it was only a color ultrasound, we could clearly see that the fetus had high nasal bones, small lips, and deep eye sockets.
Such an outline is indeed more similar to the man in front of me with clear and three-dimensional facial features.
Yan Meng pursed her lips tightly.
Women always have to be more emotional. Looking at the lovely Nuobao outside, tears welled up in Yan Meng's eyes, "If the child was here, he would be as old as Nuobao."
Xiao Shiqing: "Yeah."
The atmosphere suddenly became very heavy.
The heavy atmosphere was very exciting. Yan Meng pressed her eyes and got out of the car to play with Nuobao.
Xiao Shiqing leaned on the backrest, pulled out the stylus that came with the phone from the edge of the black phone case, then clicked on the graffiti function on the picture, and carefully traced the child's facial features and round lines on the face with the tip of the pen.
Soon, he sketched out a general appearance, and it really looked like him.
He stared at his drawing for a moment, smiled, and saved the new photo.
Then he exited the photos, and there were many photos like this saved on his phone.
Each one is drawn more carefully than the last one, and each one is cuter and more vivid than the last one.
There are more than 2,000 photos displayed on his phone, half of which are photos like this.
Soon.
The car door on his side was opened by Yan Meng from the outside, and Xiao Nuobao ran over and said in fluent English: "Daddy, come down and play together."
Xiao Shiqing put his phone back in his pocket and was about to get out of the car, but the next second, his eyebrows suddenly frowned and his hand pressed on his right knee.
Seeing this, Yan Meng looked nervous. She found an excuse to send Nuo Bao aside and asked in a low voice, "Is your leg ailment again?"
"I guess so." Xiao Shiqing closed his eyes and pursed his lips into a straight line, his expression clearly showing that he was enduring the pain.
Yan Meng said again: "Didn't the second brother mail you knee pads, are they useless?"
"Did not have time."
Xiao Shiqing responded and rubbed it vigorously. Looking at his suddenly white lips, it was obvious that it was getting more and more painful, but he tightened his jaw and still endured the pain and got out of the car.
"Daddy!" Nuobao's little hands, which were red from the cold, were holding a round snowball, "This is the glutinous rice balls made by Nuobao for you!"
He squatted down, put his head close to the child's little hand, pretended to take two bites, and then pretended to chew it, "The Nuobao is so delicious!"
The child smiled happily, then went to make other shapes, playing house with him and Yan Meng.
After spending more than ten minutes with the child, veins appeared faintly on his neck and forehead.
The pain in his right leg seemed to be completely unbearable. He slowly stood up and said, "Baby, follow Aunt Mengmeng home first. Dad has something to deal with."
As soon as he said this, Nuobao opened his mouth, and the half-finished candied haws in his hand stopped, "Daddy hasn't been home for a long time."
"I'll definitely come back tonight, okay?"
Nuobao pursed his lips and remained silent.
Xiao Shiqing breathed out slowly, without saying another word, and said to Yan Meng, "Take the child back."
After saying that, he took steps forward.
Nuobao looked at his back, his eyes widened little by little, and soon tears fell from his eyes.
"Daddy doesn't love me."
Yan Meng picked up the child and said, "How could that be? Your Daddy loves you very much."
"You don't love me!" Nuobao's cute voice choked, "Other children's Daddy is not at home all the time because he wants to make money, but my Daddy is rich and he is not at home either, and he hasn't told me who his mother is. , where is mom..."
No matter what kind of love-hate entanglements there are between adults, children are really innocent.
Yan Meng wiped the tears on Nuobao's face and said, "Daddy loves you. What he is busy with now is to bring your mother back to you."
Nuobao's eyes froze for a moment, "Daddy is going to find my mother?"
"That's right." Yan Meng smiled, "This is also the reason why your Daddy brought you to live here as soon as he was well. Isn't it nice to let you have a complete home?"
When talking about a complete family, the child's eyes lit up: "Well, very good, what does mom look like, does she look like me?"
Yan Meng narrowed her eyes, looked at Nuobao's two big eyes, and raised the corners of her lips: "Well, you and mother's eyes are very similar."
Nuobao sniffed, "Okay, then I'll go home and wait for dad to bring mom back."
"Well, let's go."
…
Xiao Shiqing arrived at the door of Zhang Yushan's ward.
His bodyguards were still guarding the corridor.
He asked the bodyguards to leave and pressed the doorbell of the ward.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the room changed again.
From the beginning, Jiang Wu was embarrassed, but now, she and Zhang Yushan are talking seriously about music melody.
Although, Jiang Wu was still a little nervous, because while Zhang Yushan listened to her carefully, his eyes always glanced below her chin.
But it's very short, just as short as a blink of an eye.
This left her unable to say anything.
Then the sudden sound of the doorbell interrupted their conversation.
Zhang Yushan looked at the door, and Jiang Wu got up and walked towards the door.
Following Fu Chengyan for four years, she has accumulated a lot of experience in certain aspects, such as observing words and emotions.
Not everyone can enter the ward of someone like Zhang Yushan.
If he heard the doorbell just now and he didn't respond, it means the door can't be opened. If he looked at it, it means it has to be opened.
Although this is his ward, he is a high-ranking person and cannot be allowed to open it in person.
Of course, Jiang Wu doesn't have to be so discerning.
But she has her own selfish motives.
