158, father and son met but did not know each other
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Shi Nian's mouth.
With just this sound, everyone upstairs and downstairs heard it clearly, especially the mouthful of blood in Shi Nian's mouth, which burned everyone's eyes.
Yin Wuchou and Mo Yiran naturally heard such a noise, after all, it was too deafening.
Mo Yiran quickly reached out to hug Yin Jiyi, but he dodged him and frowned: "Mom, I'm not afraid." The boy looked so innocent and cute. After saying that, he continued to stare at the hug.
Yin Wuxie got up from the ground, looked at Yin Tianyi, and shouted: "Seventh brother?"
Yin Tianyi glanced at him coldly and said as he passed him: "I am not your seventh brother. If you call me this way, I will feel dirty."
Just as he walked to the door of the elegant room, many people had gathered outside. Seeing Yin Tianyi come out, everyone stopped talking and looked at the man in front of them. Even if he is not a nobleman, he must be a rich man. No, he can come here.
The people who work in the restaurant are all children of nobles, so when everyone saw the cold aristocratic temperament exuding from his body, they all took a deep breath.
"Brother Qi, don't leave!" Yin Wuxie got up and was about to chase him, but saw his body stopped at the entrance of the stairs.
A young voice suddenly sounded: "You are not allowed to leave!"
Yin Tianyi looked down at the little boy, who looked very handsome, and her familiar mold could still be seen on his delicate little face.
As soon as the little boy finished speaking, Mo was still shocked. She didn't know when Yuan Yuan ran away. Or was it because the boy's movements were too fast? Or maybe her own attention was entirely on the man in white, so
Momentary negligence?
She ignored it for the time being and ran over quickly...
But her movements were still too slow, because Yin Tianyi's right hand had already grabbed Yin Jiyi's skirt and lifted his small body up.
His face was not much better than that of a black pot, and it was gloomy. Yin Jiyi couldn't help but shudder in his hands, but he still held up his chest and said: "You killed someone, and you should leave it to Grandpa Huang to handle it."
As soon as she said these words, several black lines appeared on Mo Yiran's forehead. Yin Wuchou was standing next to her, looking like he was watching a play. However, Mo Yiran, who was paying full attention to Yin Jiyi at this time, did not notice his eyes at all.
The look that flickers in.
Yin Tianyi stared coldly at the little boy's face, which was flushed but looked like a little adult. Is this their child? Thinking of this, he glanced at the crowd around him, and
She, dressed in white, stood calmly in front of him. Was it because she had a child that she was so calm?
The corners of Mo Yiran's lips twitched slightly, but she couldn't say a word. She had thought of thousands of ways to say goodbye, but never thought of this way.
"Hey, let me down!" Yin Jiyi was obviously impatient and kept struggling in his hands. After all, he was just a child. When he faced the terrifying enemy with courage at the beginning, he began to face Mo Yiran with some fear.
Shout: "Mother?"
Mo Yiran took a step forward under everyone's surprised gazes, trying to reach out to hug Yin Jiyi, but Yin Tianyi stepped aside.
Mo Yiran's hand fell in mid-air awkwardly, and he could only comfort Yin Jiyi, "Don't be afraid, he...he won't hurt you." He, who is he? He is his father, and now
...But do we have to call him Uncle Wang?
Hearing this, Yin Tianyi smiled coldly, "How do you know I won't hurt him?" She thought she could face it calmly, but she didn't expect that as soon as the words came out, her tone became a little sad, even a little hoarse. Even though she
The reason why she was forced to marry Yin Wuchou was because she didn't trust him. If she really trusted him, why would they have reached this point?
Moreover, why did she not come to find him after finding Mo Youran, but chose to stay with Yin Wucui, and even gave birth to a child? Yin Tianyi was nothing to her, so why did she say that he would not hurt her?
Her child with another man!
"Mother, why won't he hurt me?" At this moment, Yin Jiyi felt even more frightened than before, because he could only feel the endless coldness in Yin Tianyi's hands, as if he had climbed up from the hell of despair.
It was like a ghost, dark and desperate. Although at this moment, he didn't know exactly what darkness and despair were, but he felt extremely clearly that what he felt now was darkness and despair.
Mo Yiran took a deep look at Yin Tianyi and calmed down secretly. She raised her head, her eyes were calm, and she curved her lips and said with a smile: "Because this is Prince An Yi and Uncle Wang from far away, so he will not hurt Yin Tianyi from far away."
." The woman's voice became gentle and no longer panicked.
However, the smile she tried to raise hurt Yin Tianyi deeply.
He took his eyes away from Mo Yiran and turned to the little boy: "Do you want to go back to your mother?"
Yin Jiyi gritted his teeth and said: "Whoever I return to, I don't want to be in your hands, you devil uncle!"
"Sure enough, he is Mo Yiran's child, very talented!" After a pause, Yin Tianyi continued his words, "But your mother owes me something, and I want to ask her to get it back, so
...You go back with Yin Wuchou first."
After the words fell, before anyone could react, Yin Jiyi had been pushed down into Yin Wuchou's arms, and Mo Yiran only felt his waist tighten, and he lifted him up into the air, disappearing from everyone's sight in an instant.
Yin Wucai hugged Yin Jiyi and was about to chase him, but Yin Jiyi grabbed him by the collar and asked seriously: "Father, is that man really Uncle Wang from far away? Why do you think he is so scary from far away? He wants to leave after killing someone.
, I don’t want Uncle Wang like this."
Yin Wucai glanced at Yin Jiyi and said after a while: "That is indeed the seventh brother of the father, that is, Ji Yi's seventh uncle. If Jiyi doesn't like the seventh uncle, we can just ignore him from now on."
"Yes." The boy nodded heavily and continued to ask: "But father, what does my mother owe Uncle Seventh King, and he wants to take my mother away?"
"..." A few drops of cold sweat broke out on Yin Wuchou's brows. The child was too calm. His mother was taken away. In his opinion, did Yin Tianyi take away his mother just to ask her mother to repay something?
?
Maybe it was really just to repay something? They had been caring for each other for six years, and... she gave birth to a child for him without hesitation, but... who owed whom, and who could tell clearly?
"Ji Yi, this is a matter for adults. Children can't ask too many questions." Not knowing how to answer, Yin Wuchou said: "Shall we go home and wait for mother?" The child is here, and he believes that she must know how to take care of it.
Properly, let them explain everything clearly, that's very good.
What he wants to do is to get this child closer to him, and... he still doesn't let Yin Tianyi know that this child is his.