Chapter 221 Reported by His Own Son

Wei Chizheng stood outside the iron gate, his body ramrod straight. In the morning light, his sharply defined features were made even clearer.

His deep gaze fixed on the delicate, porcelain-doll-like girl, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I am."

Wei Chizheng finally managed to squeeze out a few words, his voice trembling like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, the last syllable broken by a breathy whisper. As he spoke, his gaze deepened, looking at Nianzheng's puzzled yet slightly excited expression, Wei Chizheng emphasized, "Nianzheng, I am your father."

Nianzheng was only three years old. Holding Xie Nanzhi's hand, she looked up and asked in confusion, "Mommy, didn't Daddy pass away?"

Xie Nanzhi didn't know how to explain this to her daughter. Wei Chizheng's appearance was too sudden and disrupted all her plans.

Just then, another childish voice rang out, "He's not our daddy, and he doesn't deserve to be our daddy."

It was Nianchi. He saw Wei Chizheng through the window inside the house. At that moment, he was certain that the man he had seen in the suburbs was his father.

The thought that he already had another woman and had been pretending to be dead to deceive his mother made Nianchi furious.

Nianchi held his sister's hand and then said to Xie Nanzhi, "Mommy, you go to work. I'll take my sister back. As for this man, just ignore him."

Xie Nanzhi was completely bewildered. Although her son was usually aloof, he shouldn't have shown such hostility towards someone he was meeting for the first time.

Xie Nanzhi's gaze lingered on the two of them. After a few seconds, Nianchi looked at Xie Nanzhi very seriously and said, "Mommy, he's not a good person. Besides, our family of four is doing just fine. We don't need outsiders."

Xie Nanzhi, "..."

Nian Chi stared coldly at Wei Chizheng and warned, "Let me tell you, don't bother my mommy. No matter who you are, please leave."

The little boy was only three years old, yet Wei Chizheng already felt a sense of pressure emanating from him.

And those similar eyebrows and eyes, I clearly felt this child was special when we first met, but I just missed the chance.

Wei Chizheng wasn't angry; he only felt gratified.

Xie Nanzhi took good care of them.

Nian Chi glared at him, having absolutely no liking for Wei Chizheng. "Sister, let's go. We can't talk to this person anymore."

Nian Chi took his sister's hand and went back, while Xie Nanzhi got into the car and ignored him completely.

As they drove away, Wei Chizheng followed in his car.

Xie Nanzhi wasn't driving fast, so Wei Chizheng easily caught up. After leaving the villa area, Xie Nanzhi parked the car on the side of the road, and Wei Chizheng got out of the car as well.

He walked up to Xie Nanzhi and heard her say, "Have you been drinking?"

Wei Chizheng, "You figured it out?"

Xie Nanzhi complained, "I could smell the alcohol on him even before I got in the car; it was so strong it could be smelled from miles away."

Wei Chizheng put his hands in his pockets and smiled.

Immediately, Xie Nanzhi's relaxed smile vanished, and she turned to look at him seriously. "You've regained your memories?"

In the morning light, the hem of his suit jacket was lifted by a gentle breeze, and his eyes held not the usual indifference, but tenderness and warmth.

He gazed at her, as if expressing a longing that had lasted for millennia, like a deep pool, unfathomable.

"Nanzhi..."

His voice was choked with emotion because he didn't know how to explain or even how to get her to forgive him.

Feeling guilty, Wei Chizheng could only call out a name in a hoarse voice, followed by, "I'm sorry."

How could he forget her?

Even if you forget, you should have remembered it the first time you met it.

For this reason alone, it is an unforgivable crime.

As for Xie Nanzhi, she smiled easily, "Wei Chizheng, you haven't wronged me. On the contrary, you saved me three years ago, and your amnesia is also because of me. I've always owed you a thank you."

Unlike before, the current Wei Chizheng is Wei Chizheng with restored memories, and he must be in great pain and struggling inside.

Xie Nanzhi didn't want to stand on a moral high ground to criticize him, and besides, she didn't have the right to.

"Nanzhi, don't say that about me..."

Wei Chizheng couldn't stand it. She would rather he pointed his finger at her and yell "heartless man" at her, or even beat her up, than remain so nonchalant.

He took a deep breath, and after thinking it over, he finally asked, "Nanzhi, can we make up?"

The two looked at each other.

Xie Nanzhi suppressed the emotions welling up in her eyes and looked at the bustling street. "Wei Chizheng, we can't go back."

If Mu Jiaojiao hadn't gotten pregnant, Xie Nanzhi wouldn't have cared who Wei Chizheng had been with for the past three years.

But having a child changes everything. The child will become a lifelong bond between him and Mu Jiaojiao, and she fears she might become narrow-minded and unable to be so magnanimous.

Rather than letting the years go by erode their feelings for each other and turn them into bitter, resentful women, it's better never to look back.

I don't know when, but the sky, which was just clear a moment ago, suddenly turned gray and gloomy, like a layer of unwashed glass covering it.

He wanted to grab a cigarette, but he felt completely drained, as if the strength to even lift his hand had been sucked away. All that remained was a hollow, aching pain in his chest, drilling into the very bones.

Wei Chizheng glanced at it, his hands trembling violently.

The two fell silent.

After a long silence, he said, "Wei Chizheng, the child is both ours. Even if we're not together, you can come see the child anytime."

Mu Lin had told him that both children shared the surname Wei, one named Wei Nianchi and the other Wei Nianzheng. Chizheng was chosen to commemorate him.

Mu Lin also said that Xie Nanzhi's love for him was no less, just deeper, and as presentable as his love.

After a long while, Wei Chizheng swallowed back what he wanted to say.

He wanted to say that he didn't want to break up.

I want to say, I'm reluctant to part with it.

There was so much he wanted to say, but in the end, Wei Chi forced himself to swallow it all back down.

Now is not the time to talk about these things.

His affectionate gaze was filled with reluctance. Wei Chizheng stared into her eyes and brows, forcing a smile. "Alright, if this is what you want."

Facing the wind, the rising sun bathed Xie Nanzhi in its light, and his eyes could no longer see anyone else.

Just as Xie Nanzhi was about to say goodbye, suddenly, a traffic policeman in uniform stopped in front of the two of them. One of them looked at Wei Chizheng with a furrowed brow and said, "Let's do a test."

The traffic police officer accompanying him joked, "With such a strong smell of alcohol, there's no need for a test."

That being said, there still needs to be a procedure.

Wei Chizheng was surprised. They were clearly driving law enforcement vehicles straight to him, and their investigation was targeted and motivated.

He raised an eyebrow. "They're coming for me."

The traffic police officer took out the breathalyzer, and the reading immediately exceeded the limit. "That's right, a kid reported your license plate number by name. But brother, that kid didn't falsely accuse you. You're definitely driving under the influence. Even if you don't think about yourself, you should at least think about the safety of others. How old are you? Don't you have any basic legal knowledge?"

kid?

Wei Chizheng subconsciously looked at Xie Nanzhi.