Bai Ziming walked in with a smile, a grin spreading across his face, his eyes full of innocent naivety.
Li Yuanlin opened his mouth, only to find himself speechless. "You brat, you've said everything, what's the point of me saying anything?"
Li Changgeng barely suppressed the urge to burst out laughing. This brat has finally met his match, tsk tsk…
Seeing his father's gloating expression, Li Yuanlin nearly choked on his own blood. "Father, are you even his biological father?"
snort!
When your son gets back, let's see if he tells his mother and grandmother. One is your wife, and the other is your mother. Let's see who you can afford to offend.
Li Changgeng had no idea that his own brat had taken notice of him. When he got home, he was made to kneel on a washboard, losing both face and dignity. His youngest son had the audacity to say that it was to make his father remember the bitter past...
Grandma Li, always fiercely protective of her own, didn't say a word and happily watched the spectacle. Li Changgeng even began to wonder if he was truly her biological son.
Two bumps appeared on his head, and only then did he belatedly realize that it must be his biological son, definitely his biological son. His family burst into laughter, and Li Changgeng's anger instantly dissipated.
Kneeling down is no big deal if it makes my mother and wife smile...
Of course, that's a story for later. Li Changgeng was caught red-handed by his son, his old face flushed red, and he coughed lightly: "Are you hungry?"
"Hmm..." Li Yuanlin's eyes darted around: "Dad, go ask Mom for a bowl of noodles..."
Li Changgeng nodded, turned and left the room, only to realize belatedly that he had been tricked by his own brat, and immediately flew into a rage. He involuntarily returned, saw Bai Ziming tilting his head and staring at him, and blinked: "What flavor do you want?"
"casual!"
"puff!"
Bai Ziming burst out laughing: "Uncle Li, then just add one noodle and half an egg..."
Li Yuanlin's mouth twitched violently. "Ahhh, no!"
Li Changgeng glared at his son defiantly. "Young Master, that's a good idea!"
Li Yuanlin stared pitifully at the figure that quickly disappeared through the doorway, his heart clenching even more. He had almost lost half his life, couldn't his father at least show a little more concern?
What the naive child didn't know was that Li Changgeng felt somewhat guilty and didn't dare to face his youngest son directly, fearing that he already knew the secret from back then...
On second thought, I realized I was probably overthinking it. My son is still a child; how could he possibly know?
At this moment, Li Changgeng never dreamed that he already knew the truth on the night Li Yuanlin was poisoned, and that damned old man had told him.
The demonic voice pierced his ears and wouldn't leave: "Heh, do you think they would let you come? They're not your biological parents at all..."
Li Yuanlin refused to believe that the parents who had raised him for over a decade were not real. It must be the old monster Z causing all this trouble!
However, last night, while I was in a coma, I vaguely heard the conversation between the madam and the third young lady, and I became somewhat certain of it.
"Mother, Brother Lin's blood type is a bit unusual..."
"Yes, this blood type is very rare, don't tell anyone..."
"Mother, do Uncle Li and the others know?"
"I'm afraid... I don't know..."
Li Yuanlin stood there dumbfounded when a soft voice sounded in his ear. Who else could it be but Bai Zimo?
"Brother Lin, are you thinking about your mother?"
Li Yuanlin: "..."
"When Momo is sick, she wants her mother to be with her the most... Brother Lin, I'm going to find Aunt Cuihua..."
Li Yuanlin: "..."
Um?
wrong!
Before he could finish speaking, the little guy vanished in a flash. Li Yuanlin slapped his forehead. Oh no…
"You brat, can't you even be quiet when you're sick?"
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