Meng Qidi pushed the person in and said, "Since we are here, there is no reason to return empty-handed."

Mr. Qiu San lowered his eyes slightly, and a dark light flashed in his eyes. He didn't know whether he should be glad that the child was so sensible, or feel sad that she suffered.

If a child is pampered, how can he be so sensible and still worried that he will feel bad...

"Go to the second floor? How do you usually get there?"

Meng Qidi looked around and determined that there was only one way to get to the second floor, and that was to go up the stairs.

Without giving the other person a chance to speak, Meng Qidi had already bent down.

Mr. Qiu was still organizing his words when he was suspended in mid-air the next second. He was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to realize that he was being carried up by a chair...

Meng Qidi went up almost in one breath.

She put the man down without any effort. "Compared to Ling Xiao, you are much lighter. Eat more and don't lose your appetite."

"Ling Xiao? Your girlfriend?" Mr. Qiu San used this topic to divert his embarrassment.

Who would have thought that he was just carried up by someone? How much suffering did this girl have to endure to have such great strength...

"Yeah, the kind with a marriage certificate. He's a very nice guy. He helped me when I was in the most difficult time." Meng Qidi narrowed her eyes with a smile on her lips, "Where are we going?"

"It's at the end of this side." Mr. Qiu pointed to the east corridor. "That... Ling Xiao? He treats you very well?"

"Their family is very nice to me." Meng Qidi pushed him over there.

"You...you just said..." Mr. Qiu hesitated, "You just said that he is heavier than me and he has been in a wheelchair? His legs are not good?"

"I've been sick before and got injured. I came to Beijing to heal my leg." Meng Qidi felt that she was quite patient, maybe because of the blood relationship?

"You won't have to work so hard if your legs are better." Uncle Qiu breathed a sigh of relief.

When they reached the door of the study, he motioned for her to push it open and go in.

She pushed the door open, pushed the person in, then turned around and closed the door.

Mr. Qiu turned his wheelchair and went about his business. “What does Xiaoqi usually drink? I have scented tea and the milk tea that has become popular in Beijing recently.”

They were all girls' drinks. Meng Qidi was slightly surprised. He was thoughtful. "It's all fine. Just give me whatever is convenient."

"Okay, let's have milk tea then. This is what your uncle Yi queued up to buy. Let's not waste the old man's hard work."

Meng Qidi nodded slightly, took the milk tea he handed over, and took the opportunity to look around.

This study is full of portraits, all of which are portraits of a beautiful woman in various forms. They are very beautiful, and I am somewhat similar to the people in the paintings.

"This is a photo of my wife. You look a lot like her." Mr. Qiu didn't dare to say too much, for fear that she would feel uncomfortable.

"Can you tell me what happened to her?" Since the other party had called her here, he must be planning to confess. Naturally, she would not worry about exposing his scars.

"It's my fault that I failed to protect them." Uncle Qiu rolled his wheelchair to the easel.

"Twenty years ago, the Qiu family got into some trouble and planned to flee the country under the protection of several families. Who knew that the night before you... my wife had a premature seizure and was about to give birth..."

Mr. Qiu's hands trembled. "All the drivers at home were dismissed, so Uncle Yi and I drove there. Who knew... who knew... a car rushed over..."

The car accident destroyed Yi Bo beyond all recognition, and he even lost a leg...

Meng Qidi tightened her grip on the milk tea and asked, "What happened next?"

"When we woke up, my wife was no longer in the car. We were trapped under the car. The Qiu family came and rescued us. We searched for a long time but couldn't find her..."

There was silence in the study for a moment.

Uncle Qiu San drank a sip of milk tea and sniffed. "On the day the Qiu family left, we didn't leave. We were still looking for her. A few days later, we received a notice from a hospital that she had been found. When we rushed over, she had already died, and the baby in her belly was nowhere to be found..."

"The child...was the child delivered by caesarean section?" Meng Qidi's voice trembled a little.

It's no wonder she thought people were so bad. If she really met her enemy, it's possible...

Uncle Qiu exhaled, "No, she was born, but the child is gone. It's because of this that I was afraid that the child wouldn't be able to find his home when he came back in the future. That's why I insisted on doing this despite my disability. Xiaoqi, for so many years, your uncle Yi and I really didn't give up looking for him..."

When Mr. Qiu said the last sentence, tears welled up in his eyes. Perhaps God took pity on his family and hard work paid off...

Meng Qidi lowered her eyes and spoke in a cold voice, "So what if we don't find it? So what if we find it? What if that poor child is worn out beyond recognition?"

Just like in her previous life, she was plotted against and died tragically in a small mountain village. It is very likely that Meng Yuzhen and Ge Mei had used her life experience to find their ancestral home...

"Or, by the time you find her, she will already be a lonely tombstone..."

Mr. Qiu was silent for a long time. He looked up at her and said, "Then I will use all the strength of the Qiu family and dig three feet deep into the ground to grind the person who hurt you into ashes."

"Xiao Qi, do you recognize me? I... I know I found you too late, and you have suffered for so many years..." Mr. Qiu San's voice was choked.

"How do you know I'm that child? What if you recognized the wrong person?" Meng Qidi's eyes were cold and calm, to the point of being scary.

She was touched by Mr. Qiu's deep affection, but this might not be her life experience...

She had suffered all kinds of suffering in her previous life. What could be more painful than having her tongue cut off and her legs shortened? She was already past the age of lacking love...

Third Master Qiu was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly, "I also know that words are not enough. Your mother has a jade pendant on her body, which was left to her by your grandmother. I didn't see it when I was in the hospital. If... if you don't have it, it's okay. You look so much like her. I have a request. Can you recognize me as your adoptive father, so that I can fulfill my heart as a father?"

Mr. Qiu said this very humbly and cautiously. He had no way to prove that she was his child, but she and his wife imagined it that way...

He really had reason to believe that his wife must have protected the child and brought him here. Xiaoqi was nineteen years old this year. If the child had survived, he would definitely be this old...

"Is this what you are talking about?"

There was a jade pendant in Meng Qidi's hand.

She still softened her heart and couldn't bear to see her father in this state. If she guessed correctly, he would attend the banquet that night and even agree to act with the Zhao family's side branch. Maybe he just wanted to confirm with her?

Mr. Qiu was slightly stunned, a little bit unbelievable, "This...you..."

His voice trembled, and his eyes instantly filled with tears. He really didn't expect Xiao Qi to really have it. He originally thought that since they looked similar and were about the same age, there was at most a ten percent chance...

I didn’t expect it, I didn’t expect it…

God finally has eyes...