"I don't know. I overheard it by accident when I was serving tea, and I didn't dare to listen any longer."
Qiao Wanwan hurriedly left, saying, "I'll go ask."
As soon as she entered the living room, she saw Ruan Wanyi angry. "Jingting, what did you say? You won't let Eleven stay here? Where are you going to send him!"
The man in the wheelchair remained expressionless. "Can't you tell he's just a tool? Who knows what his backers are up to by sending him here to me?"
"...But he is, after all, your own son. Even if someone is using him, you have to keep him by your side and protect him!"
“I didn’t say we should leave him to fend for himself, but his presence here will affect Wanwan’s mood. Take him back to your place, and I will arrange for someone to protect you.”
Ruan Wanyi's face turned pale with anger. "I knew it! You're still doing this for Qiao Wanwan! Just because Qiao Wanwan will be unhappy, you're going to send your own son away? Jingting, even tigers don't eat their cubs! You're so heartless!"
Zhan Jingting said coldly, "This child was an accident; it shouldn't have existed in the first place."
"Jingting, that's going too far!" Ruan Wanyi said angrily. "Did Qiao Wanwan whine and beg you to send the child away? I'm not done with her!"
"Don't try to smear Wanwan. She didn't say anything. It was my own idea."
"I won't agree!" Ruan Wanyi stood up agitatedly. "I can see now that you've lost all basic rationality for Qiao Wanwan. I'm not leaving. I'm going to stay and keep an eye on Qiao Wanwan to prevent her from leading you astray! Eleven won't leave either. He's your son, a member of the Zhan family. He has to stay here! If you have the guts, then kick us out yourself!"
The mother and son parted on bad terms, and Ruan Wanyi quickly stormed back to her room.
Zhan Jingting rubbed his temples and was about to go upstairs when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.
Qiao Wanwan smiled at him, stepped forward and took his hand. "Your mother is right. The child is innocent. He has been deprived of his father's love for a long time. As his father, you have the obligation and responsibility to take care of him. You can't drive him away."
"Wanwan..."
“You don’t need to say anything, I understand.” Qiao Wanwan interrupted him. “I know you’re looking out for my feelings. If I’m not feeling well, I will definitely tell you, and we’ll find a solution.”
"But at least so far, I have no intention of kicking Eleven out. He doesn't reject me, and I don't reject him. So listen to me, let him stay here for now. As for the rest, we'll talk about it after we find his birth mother."
Zhan Jingting kissed the back of her hand. "Wanwan, promise me you'll tell me if you're unhappy about anything. I don't want you to be unhappy."
"Don't worry, I, Qiao Wanwan, have never been one to compromise."
"good."
This matter has come to a temporary end. When Ruan Wanyi found out, she was not grateful. Instead, she held a grudge against Qiao Wanwan and disliked her even more.
The doorbell rang, and Zhan Yin strode in. "Uncle, Qiao Wanwan, I've come to wish you a Happy New Year."
The next second, he saw Eleven sitting on the sofa and was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out. "Holy crap... Qiao Wanwan, I haven't seen you for a few days and you had a child with my uncle? And it's grown so much?"
Everyone: "......"
"Zhan Yin, are you crazy?" Qiao Wanwan almost rolled her eyes. "This is indeed your uncle's child, but not mine."
"What did you say?" Zhan Yin swallowed nervously. "When did this happen?! Who is my uncle's father?!"
"It's a long story," Qiao Wanwan said, standing up. "Dinner is ready, let's eat first."
At the dinner table, Zhan Yin, a mere spectator, suddenly felt that none of the dishes tasted appetizing.
His gaze swept over the group of people, then he leaned close to Qiao Wanwan's ear and whispered, "My uncle's genes are really strong; this child looks exactly like him!"
Qiao Wanwan smiled and said, "Yes."
"You can still laugh?" Zhan Yin swallowed hard. "Qiao Wanwan, you've got a really big heart!"
Qiao Wanwan calmly ate her meal, "If you don't laugh, am I supposed to cry?"
"According to what you just said, my uncle must have had a relationship with some woman and had this child. How exciting! Aren't you jealous?"
"A little bit."
"Then can you accept this child?"
“This matter is not as simple as you think,” Qiao Wanwan analyzed. “Zhan Jingting is right. Someone sent Eleven here, not just to give him a father. There may be other purposes as well, so we can only take it one step at a time.”
"So exciting! This is too exciting!" Zhan Yin couldn't wait to see what was going on. "I really want to see which female warrior is so bold as to secretly give birth to my uncle's child and only send him back when he's already over two years old!"
"You just want to stir up trouble, don't you?"
"It really is true!"
"Zhan Yin." A deep, cold voice suddenly rang out, "If you don't want to eat, you can leave."
Zhan Yin immediately sat up straight. "I'll eat, I'll eat right now."
“Exactly.” Ruan Wanyi gave Qiao Wanwan a disdainful look. “Whispering and talking to each other while eating, what kind of behavior is that? They have no manners at all.”
"Mom," Zhan Jingting frowned, "Don't target Wanwan."
"Okay, I know, you're such a precious wife." Ruan Wanyi put some food on Eleven's plate. "Sweetie, eat more."
"Thank you, Grandma." Eleven picked up a bite of food with her chopsticks and held it out to Qiao Wanwan. "Sister Wanwan, you eat."
Qiao Wanwan was flattered and said, "Thank you."
Ruan Wanyi felt heartbroken; her grandson had never served her any food, yet he served Qiao Wanwan!
Zhan Jingting stopped Qiao Wanwan's bowl and looked at Eleven, "Didn't anyone teach you to use serving chopsticks when serving food to others? This is unhygienic. Eat it yourself."
Everyone: "......"
“Jingting, you’re being too harsh. He’s still a child; how could he understand so much?” Ruan Wanyi said protectively.
Zhan Jingting remained expressionless. "If you want to keep him here, you must follow my rules."
Ruan Wanyi's lips twitched. "Fine, fine, fine."
She smiled and said, "My dear Eleven, Dad is doing this for your own good. It is true that you should use serving chopsticks when serving food to others, but you are still young, so you don't need to serve food to others. Just eat more yourself."
“Okay.” Eleven stared at Qiao Wanwan, his eyes shining. “I like Sister Wanwan, so I want to serve her food. I also want to kiss her in the future.”
Zhan Jingting: "???"
"Kid, who taught you all this?"
"Nobody taught me. I just kiss whoever I like."
Everyone: "......"
Zhan Yin almost choked on his food. "This kid's got some wild ideas! Unlike my uncle, who's the reserved type!"
Qiao Wanwan laughed so hard she nearly fell over.
Zhan Jingting's sharp, hawk-like eyes fixed on Zhan Yin's face. "Are you tired of living, huh?"
Zhan Yin hurriedly buried his head in his food and dared not utter another sound.
"Master Zhan," Jiang Dong walked into the restaurant and nodded, "I've found out who sent the child to Wutong Bay."
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