"Who is your son?"
Su Ning'an walked forward and held Su Xingyi's arm tightly, "Mr. Song, stop shouting and don't take advantage of me. Look carefully, this is my father."
Then he looked up at Su Xingyi and said, "Dad, he must be crazy to chase after someone else's son and call him son. Let's ignore this lunatic. My sister wanted to eat hot pot and asked me to come and find you. If everything is fine here, let's go back home."
"Yes, he is a lunatic." Su Xingyi pinched Su Ning'an's chubby face with loving eyes: "Since you want to eat hot pot, Daddy will go to the vegetable market later to see if there is any fresh pork. If not, we can have fresh mutton hot pot..."
Song Linyuan knew that he had lost his composure and had calmed down. However, looking at the deep affection between Su Xingyi and Su Ningan, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable. A complex look flashed in his eyes, a mixture of envy and jealousy.
Su Xingyi glanced at Song Linyuan out of the corner of his eye and did not miss the jealousy in his eyes. He hated Song Linyuan even more in his heart.
He is jealous, but what right does he have to be jealous?
He was the one who destroyed the father-son relationship between them. He said in a lukewarm tone:
"You've seen my son, so don't waste your time. Just tell me now."
Su Ning'an echoed, "Yes, Third Master Song, now that you can see me, just do as my mother says."
Song Linyuan stared at Su Ning'an in front of him and did not speak for a long time.
Since Su Ning'an was wearing a mask, Song Linyuan's eyes fell on Su Ning'an's little mouth.
I didn't pay close attention to it the two times we met before, but when I looked at this pink little mouth again today, I found that it looked the same as Qingluan.
"Mr. Ning'an, you know, I was very curious about your true appearance when I first met you. The paintings of hundreds of beasts you drew are somewhat similar to my style, and I felt in my heart that you might be the son of Qingluan and me."
"I've already told you! I'm not your son! Why are you still so stubborn and won't give up until you hit the wall? I just heard you outside. You said your son is very strong and has an amazing appetite. How could I have that ability?"
So angry!
When he met Song Linyuan, his temper became worse.
Why is this person so difficult!
"Mr. Ning'an, don't get excited." Song Linyuan stretched out his hand to comfort him, but fearing that he would be angry, he quickly retracted his hand.
He spoke cautiously and carefully in a low voice, "I know you don't have a big appetite and you don't have much strength either. You're right, I'm really stubborn and won't give up until I hit the wall. Why don't you take off your mask and let me see it, so I can give up, okay?"
Xiao Lingyu was surprised to see Song Linyuan's careful and flattering look. He pulled Su Ning'an over and coaxed him, "He's already begging you humbly, so just let him see. It won't hurt us, and it will also help him give up."
Su Ning'an took a deep breath and released the anger in his heart. "Master Song, you are really too difficult to deal with. I, Ning'an, don't want to show my face to the world and want to remain mysterious. But considering that you are now the famous painter Lin Yuan Jushi, I will reluctantly let you see my true face, so that you will give up!"
Just as Su Ning'an was reaching out to take off the mask, Qi Lianli's voice came, "Princess, I have brought paper and pen, as well as hot water and refreshments."
Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Qi Lianli gave Lin Yu behind him a look.
Lin Yu hurriedly took the yamen runners to put down the writing brush, ink, paper, inkstone, tea and snacks and quickly retreated.
"...Alas, Third Master Song." Qi Lianli pretended not to notice Song Linyuan staring at Su Ning'an and placed a pen and paper in front of him. "Here are the pen and paper. If you don't want to say it, just write it down."
Song Linyuan seemed not to hear it at all, staring at Su Ningan with burning eyes.
With mixed feelings, Su Ning'an raised his hand with difficulty to touch the mask on his face.
If Song Linyuan sees his true face, don't bother him!
A moment later, Su Ning'an's true face was revealed to Song Linyuan.
Song Linyuan's eyes suddenly brightened, and the corners of his mouth subconsciously rose.
My son looks more like Qingluan!
He didn't need to confirm whether the child was born strong and had an amazing appetite. Just one glance was enough to confirm that the child in front of him was his biological son.
Song Linyuan opened his mouth and wanted to call him son, but remembering Su Ning'an's reaction just now, the word "son" was stuck in his throat.
"Now that you've seen my true face, you can give up this time, right?" Su Ning'an asked Song Linyuan with a calm expression and a natural tone.
If Song Linyuan dared to say that he looked like his mother, he could easily use what the princess' mother had said to shut him up!
The world is so big, there are many people who look alike even though they are not related by blood!
In short, he didn't admit it, and Song Linyuan couldn't do anything to him.
Song Linyuan opened his thin lips and smiled as he said, "Just now, I was thinking about my son so much that I said something offensive. I hope Mr. Ning'an will not take it to heart."
Is Song Linyuan giving up? Why doesn't he believe it? Just now, the corners of his mouth were raised to the sky, so he must have other ulterior motives.
"You miss your son so much, I naturally won't take it to heart. It's getting late. Is the Princess of Xirong being mistreated by your Song family as the rumors say, starving and nearly dying of hunger in the darkness? Oh, and your son, how did he get lost? For the sake of the people living on the border, and to end the war between our two countries as soon as possible, please tell us in detail."
It was really difficult for Song Linyuan to tell the truth to his son.
Tell him that it was his father who threw him onto the hard floor?
Were they, the father and his two sons, the ones who forced the mother and son off the cliff?
He rescued his dying mother from the cliff, and bound her feet with black iron chains on the day she regained consciousness. From that day on, his mother lost her freedom and could only eat breakfast and lunch every day, and she was never full!
When Song Linyuan thought about this, he really found it hard to speak. It was he who harmed Qingluan!
He still thought that his son would recognize him and call him daddy. He was really wishful thinking!
"Why don't you want to say it?!" Su Ning'an was furious when he saw his silence. He suppressed his anger and said in a calm tone, "My parents said that people should keep their promises. You just said that you would tell the truth after seeing my true face. You saw my true face but didn't say anything. Do you want to be a person who doesn't keep his word, or is it that Master Linyuan is a dishonest person to begin with!"
"No! Ning Anjun, you misunderstood me." Song Linyuan hurriedly explained, "Now that the pen and paper are in front of me, I must tell the truth, but I have another unwelcome request, and I hope Ning Anjun can agree to it."
"Don't push your luck!" Su Xingyi's face darkened. "We're giving you a chance. The rumors will be confirmed sooner or later. It's just a matter of time. If you don't cherish it, forget it. Xiaoyu, An Ge'er, let's go!"
After Su Xingyi finished speaking, he pulled the mother and son out.
"Princess Xiao!" Song Linyuan suddenly became anxious. "It's just a small matter that I need Ning Anjun's help. After all, asking me to confirm that the rumors are true is asking me to harm my family and make me an unfilial son and grandson of the Song family. I only made one or two requests, but I have to bear a lot."
Xiao Lingyu sat back down and said, "Then tell me, what can I do for you that my An Ge'er can help you with?"
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