Chapter 59 Is An Xian your and my child?
The water in the bathroom stopped flowing, and the glass door stained with water droplets was opened from the inside.
An Ning was drying her hair with a clean, dry white towel when she saw the phone screen on the table was lit.
I picked up my phone and saw a missed call and a WeChat message, both from the same person.
Come down.
Two short words.
The hotel where An Ning stayed was owned by a private owner and had three floors.
Standing at the window, you can just see a black car parked in the open space on the first floor with its lights on.
An Ning was afraid that people would get impatient waiting, so she went downstairs without even having time to blow-dry her hair.
As soon as I got downstairs, I saw a tall and slender figure leaning against the car body outside the door.
A scarlet spark flickered between the slender fingers.
It was dim and hard to see clearly, but even the hazy and vague figures looked too beautiful.
She hurried forward, and the other person's outline became clearer in front of her eyes little by little.
When she looked over, she met the man's gaze.
When their eyes met, An Ning's heart skipped a beat.
She hurriedly looked away and asked softly, "Is it about An Xian?"
Coming here so late, she thought there must be something that she hadn't finished explaining at the police station.
"yes."
The man took the last puff of his cigarette and crushed it on the ground.
An Ning hurriedly asked, "What's going on?"
An Xian had fallen asleep since he came back. She hadn't had time to ask him what had happened. Besides, he was still too young to explain clearly.
An Ning looked at Lu Xiyan, "What exactly is this misunderstanding Director Zhou mentioned? Who took An Xian away?"
Lu Xiyan looked at her. She was wearing a white silk halter dress without any wrinkles. It wrapped around her thin body. She was so thin that you couldn't see much flesh on her.
The two slender arms exposed were conspicuously white in the dark night.
As always, she had a ribbon tied around her left wrist, often changing the colors. No one knew when she developed this hobby.
Water was still dripping down her shoulder-length black hair, and it looked like she hadn't even wiped it off.
Her fair and pure face was like a piece of transparent jade, without any makeup, and her big eyes were filled with worry.
"It was Tan Xiaomin. She just wanted to tease you. She didn't do anything extreme."
Seeing her relieved expression, Lu Xiyang stared into her eyes, "She took An Xian out for a meal and said that the kid really likes seafood and ate a lot of shrimp."
An Ning's eyes suddenly widened, her expression changed, and her whole body tensed up.
The next second, she was about to run upstairs, but her arm was suddenly grabbed by someone.
"What's the hurry? I haven't finished yet."
An Ning's heartbeat quickened and her face turned pale. "Lu Xiyan, I don't have time to listen to you right now. Let me go first."
Seeing her nervous look, Lu Xiyan tightened his grip on her hand, "Don't you want to know the situation?"
An Ning was so anxious that she almost cried, and she frantically tried to break free from his hand, "Lu Xiyan, I really don't have time to talk to you about this right now. Let me go! It will be too late if you delay any longer!"
She wants to take Xianxian to the hospital, immediately, right now!
Not only did Lu Xiyan not let go, but he pushed harder, "Why is it too late?"
An Ning was forced to cry, "Lu Xiyan, An Xian..."
When the words came to her lips, her lips trembled and she didn't know how to say it.
Lu Xiyan's chest heaved violently, and his usually cold eyes were filled with passion.
"Because he's allergic to shrimp!"
He forcefully pulled An Ning in front of him, gripped her thin shoulders, and stared into her tearful and shocked eyes. "At the very least, you'll get a rash all over your body, and at the worst, you'll go into shock or even be in danger of your life, right?"
An Ning was held tightly by him, her breath was choked, and she looked at him in disbelief.
"I lied to you, he didn't eat it."
Lu Xiyan's eyes were tinged with a hint of dark red. "I asked the doctor, this allergy is very likely to be hereditary."
His breathing was trembling, and the fingers holding An Ning's shoulders couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Watching An Ning's tears slide down her cheeks, his throat rolled up and down, and he asked her in a hoarse voice, "An Xian, is he my son?"
An Ning almost stopped breathing as she stared at his red eyes. Her chest was blocked by something and she couldn't utter a word. Tears kept falling.
The man's tall body slowly approached her, and she heard Lu Xiyan's voice ringing in her ears, hoarse, gentle, and with a hint of pleading.
"An Ning...tell me, is An Xian your and my child?"
How he wished he could have a child with her!
He even wondered if she would not have abandoned him so heartlessly if they had had a child four years ago.
An Ning cried silently, her fingers tightly clutching the hem of his expensive suit.
"Lu Xiyan..."
She choked and sobbed, "Xianxian, it's——"
The ringing of the phone sounded particularly abrupt on this night, interrupting An Ning's words before they could even finish their words.
Lu Xiyan looked at the caller name that lit up on her phone - "Yucan".
He let go of her hand, turned around, lit a cigarette, and waited for her to answer the phone.
An Ning wiped away her tears and curled the corners of her lips, "Yucan, why did you call me so late?"
The young man on the other end of the phone said with a smile, "Sister, I just finished my get out of class and I transferred 5,000 yuan to your phone. Keep it."
An Ning frowned, "Why are you transferring money to me?"
"You need money to come back with my nephew, and your birthday is in a few days. I don't have time to go back. You can use the money to buy yourself a small gift and think of it as a gift from me."
An Yucan's voice was filled with joy and pride. "Sister, this money is earned by tutoring my classmates. When I graduate and start working, I will make more money. I said that we will raise Xianxian together. Since Xianxian's father is not good to you, don't even think about taking Xianxian away from our An family!"
"Okay, sister, it's getting late. I won't talk to you for now. I wish you a happy birthday in advance and have a good meal with Xianxian."
The boy hung up the phone, but it awakened An Ning's chaotic thoughts a little on this night.
If Lu Xiyan knew that An Xian was his son, he would never give up the custody of him.
She couldn't win in any way.
And he was about to get engaged, and then get married.
She couldn't accept An Xian entering his family and called Cheng Wanwan "mom".
The man saw her hang up the phone and put out his cigarette.
He took two steps forward, his voice was unusually gentle, "Are you done?"
"Yeah." An Ning lowered her eyes.
He leaned forward slightly, staring at her beautiful features, "You haven't answered my question yet."
An Ning pinched her palms tightly, and when she looked up at him again, her eyes were clear again.
"You're mistaken. An Xian is not yours."
The man was startled for a moment, his brows furrowed, but then he smiled again, "No? He's allergic to the same food as me, and he's disliked egg yolks since he was a child, just like me."
"And," the man seemed to see through her, "he looks like me!"
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