Listening to Ling Ya's serious analysis, Xu Wan really didn't know how to respond, and could only say, "Mom, Ryan isn't the kind of person you're talking about."
"You've really been brainwashed by him?" Ling Ya frowned. "Then hurry up and call him over. I want to see how he used sweet talk to make you believe him so much."
“I called him.”
Xu Wan really couldn't continue speaking.
She had thought she would say more, but Lingya was so perceptive that she guessed seven or eight parts of the story in just a few words.
Seeing Xu Wan get up, Ling Ya called to her again, "Wait a minute."
When Xu Wan turned around, Ling Ya asked again, "Wanwan, do you like him that much?"
"..."
"If you feel happy being with him, then I'll keep quiet for a while. No matter what he thinks, he'll definitely spend time with you during this period, but don't get too attached. Wait until the novelty wears off before talking about it again."
Lingya has watched Xu Wan come and go over the years and knows that she has had a hard time. It is a rare opportunity for her to emerge from the shadows and meet someone she likes.
Even if the other party had ulterior motives, she didn't want Xu Wan to get hurt.
Xu Wan knew what Ling Ya was thinking. She turned around, walked to Ling Ya's side, opened her arms, and hugged her. "Mom, you will definitely be satisfied with him."
Their eyes met.
Lingya read unwavering determination in Xu Wan's eyes.
A surge of doubt welled up in her heart, but before she could ask, Xu Wan had already turned and left the private room.
A long, long time passed.
The door to the private room reopened.
The waiter pushed a man in a wheelchair in, then closed the door and left.
Ling Ya didn't see Xu Wan, so she immediately stood up warily. She only glanced at the man's face and didn't bother to observe him carefully. Instead, she took out her phone, looked around, and then glanced at the window of the room.
After confirming the surroundings, he asked, "Where's Wanwan?"
"She'll be in in a minute."
The moment the man spoke, Lingya immediately looked over, her eyes, adorned with exquisite eye makeup, instantly filling with tears.
What mother in the world can't recognize her son's voice?
She stood there, looking at the man in the wheelchair a few meters away.
At this moment, the man sitting in the wheelchair looked exactly like Ryan, whom she had investigated before; the scar on his right cheek was easily recognizable.
When she was investigating Ryan, she felt that he looked somewhat familiar...
The man was wearing a jewel-blue patterned shirt that his eldest son used to love, paired with black trousers.
There are scars around the eyes, and the nose and mouth appear to have changed.
Even so, he sat there, glancing over with one look...
Lingya knew it was Jiang Tingzhou!
It was her child, born after ten months of pregnancy!
The atmosphere in the private room was not the warm reunion of a mother and son that one might have imagined; instead, there was only silence and solemnity.
Jiang Tingzhou broke the silence first, saying, "Mom, I..."
"Shut up!"
Ling Ya shouted angrily, walked over in a few steps, and raised her hand...
"Slap!" A solid slap landed on Jiang Tingzhou's face.
Jiang Tingzhou's face barely moved, seemingly without much force, but his left cheek immediately turned red.
Even so, Lingya still felt she hadn't vented her anger, so she raised her hand and slapped him hard again.
Jiang Tingzhou remained motionless, his eyes lowered, waiting for his mother to calm down.
After delivering the second slap, Ling Ya rubbed her hand, seemingly feeling pain. She looked around the private room, then picked up a wooden coat hanger from the clothes rack, raised her hand, and slapped the man hard on the shoulder!
One after another.
She hit very hard.
But Jiang Tingzhou just sat there in his wheelchair, motionless and silent.
Xu Wan was hiding outside the door listening to what was going on inside, so she wasn't surprised to hear Ling Ya hitting someone.
It was clear that she was going to keep fighting, which made him nervous and want to open the door and go in.
She had barely opened the door to the private room a crack when the man, who had been holding back his voice, said, "Close the door."
Xu Wan hesitated for a moment, then closed the door.
Since Jiang Tingzhou was sitting down, the area that could be hit was limited.
Lingya couldn't hit his head, so she desperately whipped the man's shoulders with a clothes hanger.
He didn't know how long he hit her, but when he knew she was exhausted, he threw the clothes hanger on the ground and asked coldly, "Jiang Tingzhou, do you know why I hit you today?"
The joy of regaining what was lost vanished from Lingya's face, replaced by anger and resentment.
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