He gripped the phone tightly with his long, slender fingers, his tone seemingly tinged with helplessness. "Yingying and the children are all fine. Fortunately, no one was injured. Ding Rumei is still at the police station. With me at home, you can rest assured. However, I have something else to tell you, and I hope you and Dad can be prepared."
Huang Meiling was still in shock when she subconsciously replied, "Go on."
Xie Zhiyan paused, seemingly unsure how to begin, and went over his thoughts before speaking.
"Yingying accidentally saved a woman named Song Zhaodi on the train to Beijing with her child. Now she helps take care of the child at home and is also a good cook. This time, when Ding Rumei came to our house, she nitpicked and made things difficult for her."
Huang Meiling was completely confused, feeling as if Xie Zhiyan's brain was soaked in water. His words sounded nonsensical. Where did he come from and where did he come from?
“If someone has been wronged, you should try to compensate them first. See what they need, or add some money. If Yingying thinks she did a good job, then let her do it at home often. It’s not easy to have someone who is good at helping you. You don’t need to tell me and your dad about the compensation. You can decide what to do.”
Xie Zhiyan didn't speak, but Huang Meiling's anxious voice came, "Why are you like a block of wood? You can't even understand such simple words. If you don't understand, at least say something."
Xie Zhiyan pinched the bridge of his nose with one hand, and then carefully spoke, "I know this, but that's not what I want to talk about. You and Dad haven't met Song Zhaodi yet. She looks a lot like you when you were young. Yingying and I specifically looked at your and Dad's wedding photos. You two are cut from the same mold."
Shu Ying kept telling him to be more tactful in his speech, but if he spoke too vaguely, Xie Zhiyan worried that they wouldn't understand; if he spoke too bluntly, he worried that they wouldn't be able to handle it.
Huang Meiling had a vague idea of what was going on. She stood there stunned, as if the blood in her body was flowing backward and her hands and feet were ice cold.
Her voice trembled slightly as she spoke, seemingly trying to convince herself, "But, but your father and I only have two children, one is you, and the other is your sister."
Xie Zhiyan was silent for a moment, then after thinking for a long time, he told her everything he knew, “But Song Zhaodi happens to be the daughter of He Caixia and her husband, the nanny who took care of you when you were pregnant with your sister. You and Dad must understand the intricacies of this better than I do.”
These words are neither frightening nor shocking.
The answer was obvious, but both sides were too cautious to take another step.
Huang Meiling's breath hitched, her mind went blank, and she didn't know how to think.
There was still no sound from the other end, and Xie Zhiyan felt a little worried. He said nervously, "Mom, don't worry. Not many people know about this yet. Yingying originally wanted to wait until you came back before making any plans. We just think it's too much of a coincidence."
Xie Wenyuan could only vaguely hear what Xie Zhiyan was saying, but he noticed that Huang Meiling's expression was not good and she moved closer to the microphone.
"What did Zhiyan say?"
Huang Meiling's head was buzzing and she couldn't hear anything. Seeing that she was about to faint, Xie Wenyuan quickly supported her with both hands.
Hearing the commotion, Xie Zhiyan felt uneasy. "Mom, don't get agitated. We'll know the details after you and Dad come back."
Huang Meiling took a deep breath, which finally calmed her down a bit.
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