Li Wan was wearing a French-style white dress. The square collar design highlighted her delicate and beautiful collarbone and thin and slender neck. The tightened waistline design outlined her slender waist. Her calves were long and white under the hem of the skirt. Her hair was casually gathered behind her ears. Her face was only lightly decorated with makeup. She had a faint smile on her face, looking pure and well-behaved. She was completely different from the one she wore three months ago with heavy makeup and a backless dress.
How come she is here?
And with Big Brother?
Li Rou's heart sank, but since Li Wan took the initiative to greet her, she forced a smile on her face.
"Go in." Li Zelin said lightly.
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Li's parents were also shocked when they saw Li Wan.
"Wan Wan?!"
Li Wan stood in front of them. Before she could say anything, her eyes turned red. After a long while, she opened her mouth and said "Dad..." Then she closed it again and called softly with red eyes: "...Uncle, Aunt." The last word was choked with sobs.
"What did you call me?" Jiang Wanjiao's heart was broken when Li Wan called her "Uncle and Auntie". Her nose felt sore and her eyes turned red instantly.
Li Jianwen also felt very uncomfortable.
Li Wan was a child they had spoiled since childhood. It could be said that they held her in their mouths for fear that she would melt, and held her in their hands for fear that she would fall. No matter how much they loved her or spoiled her, it was never enough. How could she become someone else's child overnight?
During these three months, the couple had no idea how much suffering they had endured. In order to take Li Rou's feelings into consideration, they dared not mention Li Wan in front of her. But after all, this was their child who had been raised with great care. How could they completely sever their relationship of so many years just because of a paternity test report?
Jiang Wanjiao didn't know how many times she had secretly called Li Wan, but every time she didn't answer.
I don’t know how many times I cried secretly at night.
Now I hear Li Wan calling them uncle and aunt with red eyes.
They were truly heartbroken.
When asked by Jiang Wanjiao, tears instantly gathered in Li Wan's eyes. The tears rolled down as she blinked her eyelashes. She quickly wiped them away with the back of her hand and looked at Li Zelin with grievance and helplessness.
"Let's eat." Li Zelin said lightly after receiving Li Wan's look for help.
"Yes, yes, let's eat first." Li Jianwen also said hurriedly, inviting them to go to the dining room.
The auntie over there has already brought the food to the table.
Li Jianwen, Jiang Wanjiao and Li Rou sat on one side.
Li Wanze and Li Zelin sat on the other side.
As soon as Jiang Wanjiao sat down, she couldn't help but pick Li Wan's favorite dish and put it in her bowl. She looked at her with distressed eyes: "This is your favorite food in the past. Eat more. How come you have lost so much weight? There is no fat on your face."
Li Rou paused slightly after picking up the chopsticks and looked at Li Wan.
Li Wan said to Jiang Wanjiao, "It's okay, mom, auntie, you'll look better if you're thinner."
Jiang Wanjiao's nose felt sore again. Every time Li Wan called her "Auntie", it felt like a knife cutting into her heart.
Li Wan smiled at her, then lowered her head to taste the dish that Jiang Wanjiao picked for her, chewing silently, her head lowering lower and lower.
Jiang Wanjiao immediately asked with concern: "What's wrong? Is it because Auntie didn't prepare it well and it's not tasty?"
Li Rou watched coldly.
Li Wan lowered her head and shook it, tears falling onto the dining table. She wiped her eyes hastily, then raised her head, tears still in her eyes but a smile on her lips: "No, it's just that I haven't eaten home-cooked food for a long time..." She smiled and said: "Last time you and dad..." paused and continued: "and uncle came to see me, I couldn't bear to eat the food they cooked for me, I put it in the refrigerator, and it all went bad."
Jiang Wanjiao couldn't hold back any longer and tears welled up in her eyes.
Li Rou took out two tissues and handed them to Jiang Wanjiao, saying gently, "Mom, wipe your tears."
Jiang Wanjiao put down her chopsticks and wiped her tears with a tissue.
Li Wan was a little at a loss: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."
Li Jianwen said, "I don't blame you, I don't blame you. Eat, eat, eat more." As he said that, he picked up two pieces of food for Li Wan with his chopsticks.
Li Wan pursed her lips and smiled, looking at him with sparkling eyes full of admiration: "Thank you, Dad." After saying that, she seemed to realize that she had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly lowered her head to eat the food.
Li Jianwen felt a pang in his heart, with mixed emotions. If he hadn't taken Li Rou into consideration, he would have probably shed tears like Jiang Wanjiao.
Li Rou was still comforting Jiang Wanjiao softly. She glanced at Li Wan with a cold look in her eyes.
This meal was filled with both joy and sadness.
Li Zelin was the calmest person at the table. He still drank his soup and ate his meal leisurely, as if the joys and sorrows at the table had nothing to do with him. He just glanced at Li Wan one more time when she shed tears.
After the meal, the auntie cleaned up the dining room and the family moved to the living room.
Auntie poured tea for everyone and only poured a glass of orange juice for Li Wan.
"Thank you, Aunt Zhou." Li Wan thanked softly.
Aunt Zhou smiled at her, and her smile carried a silent sense of comfort and closeness.
When I returned to the kitchen, I couldn't help but sigh.
She was originally asked to take care of Li Wan. She arrived at the Li family when Li Wan was less than half a year old and took care of Li Wan single-handedly. Li Wan didn't like drinking tea since he was a child, but loved drinking orange juice, so she naturally remembered this habit.
Although Li Wan didn't have a very good reputation outside, in her opinion, Li Wan was just a child who had not grown up. He was just spoiled, but he had a very good heart.
She remembered it very clearly. It was when Li Wan was thirteen years old. Her youngest son fell seriously ill. The family was on the verge of bankruptcy due to the constant flow of money spent every day. Her youngest son was about to undergo surgery, but she had no place to borrow money. She was very worried and in a bad mood at that time. It was Li Wan who noticed it and asked her if she had any difficulties. At that time, she had borrowed money from the Li family several times because of her illness, but she really couldn't say it and refused to say it, so she just glossed over it.
Unexpectedly, Li Jianwen talked to her that night and said that Li Wan knew that she had encountered difficulties, but he couldn't ask the answer, so he asked him to ask.
After Li Jianwen learned about the situation, he not only helped her younger son to transfer to another hospital, but also advanced a large sum of surgery fees. He only told her to do her job well and not to rush to pay back the money.
I had thought that since Li Wan was going back home after spending four years abroad, she would definitely prepare good meals.
Who knew something like this would happen.
Aunt Zhou wiped her tears and felt a little sad.
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Aunt Zhou is like this, and Jiang Wanjiao is even worse.
When Li Wan was not around, Jiang Wanjiao could still hold back because she was afraid of hurting Li Rou's heart. Now that Li Wan was in front of her, how could she hold back? She held Li Wan's hand and was reluctant to let go, and her eyes were glued to Li Wan's face.
The last time Jiang Wanjiao saw Li Wan was three months ago. They met briefly and Li Wan left. She didn't even have time to take a closer look. Now, she realized that Li Wan had grown into such a beautiful and charming appearance without her knowing when.
Li Wan has been beautiful since she was young. She was like a doll when she was little. No one disliked or praised her when they saw her.
Jiang Wanjiao gave birth to Li Zelin first. No one knew who Li Zelin looked like. He was born with a cold face, didn't like to cry or laugh, and didn't like to joke in front of his parents. He looked mature at a young age and was not close to anyone. She always felt regretful and wanted to give birth to a caring little boy who could act coquettishly around her. She saw both Western and Chinese doctors, and finally waited until Li Zelin was eight years old before she gave birth to Li Wan.
Jiang Wanjiao still remembers the scene when she first met Li Wan. The little baby was lying in her arms, and she looked at her with a pair of big, bright black eyes. She called her softly, and the little baby smiled at her. Jiang Wanjiao still remembers her mood at that time. She almost wanted to cry. Her heart had never been so soft. She secretly thought that she must not let her suffer even a little bit.
Later, when she grew up a little, she would call her mother, use her little body to hug her, rub her soft face against her, and stick to her and act coquettishly.
Li Wan is the child who grew up little by little under her eyes. The little baby in her arms grew up to be so beautiful and charming now. At this moment, her beautiful black eyes are looking at her with admiration, just like when she was a little baby, her pair of black eyes looked at her without blinking. Jiang Wanjiao's heart softened again and again. She taught Li Wan to speak and learn to read word by word, accompanied her when she took her first steps, and accompanied her to grow up little by little. How can the mother-daughter relationship accumulated over the years be easily severed by a word of no blood relationship?
She held Li Wan's hand tightly, and asked with red eyes: "Where have you been for the past three months? I called you but you didn't answer. I asked your mother over there but she said she didn't know. I asked all your friends but they all said they didn't know where you went. I asked your eldest brother to look for you but he couldn't find you either. Do you know how worried I was?"
She really couldn't eat or sleep for the past three months, fearing that something might happen to Li Wan.
After hearing what Jiang Wanjiao said, Li Wan secretly glanced at her elder brother who was sitting on the sofa watching something on his tablet computer. She doubted whether he had really looked for her.
Maybe it was because of his mother's words or because he noticed Li Wan's furtive gaze, but Li Zelin, who was reading the report, suddenly raised his eyes and looked over. His gaze met hers. He looked calm, looking at her with his deep black eyes, so profound that people dared not look at him any more.
Li Wan looked away and looked at Jiang Wanjiao's red eyes. Her heart ached and she said uncomfortably, "I'm sorry, Auntie. I was too ignorant." She looked at Jiang Wanjiao with distressed eyes, "You must be worried about me. I see that you have lost a lot of weight and your complexion doesn't look good..."
Unexpectedly, Jiang Wanjiao burst into tears, looking extremely sad.
Li Wan was suddenly flustered and kept trying to comfort her.
"What's wrong? Why are you crying again?" Li Jianwen was also helpless.
Li Zelin also put down the tablet in his hand and looked over with a frown.
All I heard was Li Rou saying softly, "Mom, I guess you're happy."
Li Wan suddenly looked up at her and caught a glimpse of the coldness that flashed across Li Rou's eyes.
Jiang Wanjiao wiped her tears with a tissue, looked at Li Wan and choked up, "When I heard you call me auntie, I... I felt a pain in my heart like a knife..."
Li Wan's chest was also sore and swollen. She didn't know whether this emotion belonged to her or "Li Wan", or should I say, they were one. Although all this was deliberately designed by her, her feelings at the moment were not fake. Tears welled up in her eyes again. She choked and asked carefully: "Then...can I still call you mom now?"
When Li Rou heard this, her heart sank and she looked at Li Wan with a heavy gaze.
Li Wan didn't look at her, but just looked at Jiang Wanjiao eagerly and expectantly.
Jiang Wanjiao cried again and held Li Wan's hand tightly: "You are the child I raised from childhood, why can't you call me mom?"
Li Rou's expression froze for a moment.
Li Wan called softly, "Mom..." and then called Li Jianwen, "Dad."
Jiang Wanjiao cried and hugged the man in her arms, and Li Wan also hugged her. The "mother and daughter" hugged each other and cried.
Li Jianwen also secretly wiped away the tears that oozed from the corners of his eyes.
At this moment, Li Rou, who had been silent, suddenly stood up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."
After saying that, he left the living room.
Li Wan looked at Li Rou's back, and the tears in his eyes were cold.
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