The early morning sunlight shines into the bedroom through the gap in the curtains. On the large bed, a man opens his eyes and stares blankly at the side of the bed. This is what Duanmumu does every morning after four years of leaving. It seems like he is like this
Just look at it quietly and you can see her.
When sleeping, his lips are slightly open, as if he would be out of breath otherwise, the tip of his nose is round and small, like a small grape, and his long black eyelashes are as thick as fluttering butterflies...
He couldn't help but stretch out his hand, wanting to touch her, but the coldness from his palm made his fantasy come to nothing in an instant, and his heart ached with pain.
Leng Anyen curled up into a ball in pain, as if this way he would feel less pain.
"Brother, brother..." A woman's scream came from outside the door. Leng Anyen frowned but did not respond.
"Brother..." Leng Yushu broke in and saw the man on the big bed at a glance. Looking at him, she seemed to guess something, "Do you have a stomachache again?"
Since Duanmumu left, he has been drinking heavily and eating irregularly. Now he has a serious stomach problem. He came back in the middle of the night yesterday. Needless to say, he must have drank again.
"What's the matter?" Leng Anyen didn't answer her, but asked instead.
Leng Yushu walked to the TV and turned it on, "Watch it yourself."
Leng Anyen stood up and half leaned on the bed, but was shocked by the scene he saw——
"Mr. Leng Zhenye, do you want to compete for the equity of 6025 when you show up with your children this time?"
"Mr. Leng Zhenye, is the mother of this child Miss Duanmumu? Why didn't she appear with you?"
"Mr. Leng Zhenye..."
Leng Anyen couldn't listen to the rest of the words. His eyes fell on the face of the child in Leng Zhenye's arms. The delicate little face with a smile like a flower was almost exactly the same as that of the missing woman.
Leng Anyen felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his vision went black and white, and the pain in his stomach became more intense.
"Brother, brother..." Leng Yushu also saw it and came over to support Leng Anyen, "What's wrong with you? Don't scare me."
However, at this moment, Leng Anyen couldn't hear any sound at all, only the voice in his heart was shouting, how is this possible? How is this possible?
"Brother, do you see that woman clearly now? She is a bitch who can do anything but have an affair with her father-in-law. I thought she was dead in the past four years, but it turned out that she was looking for a place to give birth to this little bastard.
It's..." Leng Yushu's embellishments kept chattering, which only increased Leng Anyen's pain.
He was shocked, but most of him still didn't believe it.
"Give me your phone!" he said, only to realize that his voice was already breathless.
"Brother..." Leng Yushu had a feeling that her brother was stupid.
"Give me your phone," he took a deep breath before shouting.
Leng Yushu was also frightened by his appearance and handed him the phone. At this moment, the phone rang automatically. Leng Yushu looked down and saw a picture of a woman flashing on it. She knew it without asking.
Who is it?
Leng Anyen grabbed the phone and answered it, but Leng Yushu's eyes were always locked on Leng Anyen's face. How much did he have to love that woman before he would put her photo on his phone, even if it was between him and her back then?
Qin Qiong never let him be like this when he fell in love.
Duanmumu, are you a human or a fox, so that Leng Anyen, who has been in love for many years and has never touched his body, can still miss you like this?
But what did you do to him?
Leng Yushu looked at her father on the TV screen and at the child in his arms. The face in her memory overlapped with that of the child. Her hanging hands slowly clenched her fists, and her long nails dug into her flesh.
inside.
"Are you sure this child is two years and two months old?" Leng Anyen asked Du Wen on the other end of the phone as if he was unsure.
The call came from Du Wen. He learned the news immediately and started investigating, including the birth time of the child. But now all the evidence shows that the child is indeed Leng Zhenye's.
There was almost no need to ask about the child's mother, because the identical little face was the most powerful proof. Leng Anyhen's hand lost strength and the phone fell from his palm. He only felt that his throat was being strangled and he could no longer breathe.
.
She ran away for four years. He thought she hated him so much, but he didn't expect that she left to have a child with another man, and that man was actually her father-in-law...
How on earth could she do it?
What method did Leng Zhenye use to make her stubborn give in?
Leng Anyen felt as if a mess had been stuffed into his mind. The more he sorted it out, the more chaotic it became. In the end, his head almost exploded.
"Dong dong..."
There was a knock on the door, and the maid's voice sounded, somewhat hesitantly, "Master, home, someone is here..."
Leng Yushu seemed to feel something, rushed over and opened the door, shouting loudly, "If it's him, kick him out and tell him to get out!"
Leng Anyen didn't move or speak, but Leng Yushu's hysterical voice brought back his distant thoughts.
"But..." The maid was trembling, with a look of embarrassment on her face.
"I told him to get out, didn't you hear? If you don't hear me, just get out," Leng Yushu was really angry.
"Xiao Shu," Leng Anyen stopped him. He had already gotten out of bed, and there was no emotion on his face. It was as if he was shocked and hurt before.
"I'll get down right away," Leng Anyen said to the maid, then walked to the bathroom.
Leng Yushu looked at his back, as if she didn't want to believe that Leng Anyen could calm down at this time, and could still face that person?
If it were her, she would definitely go down with a knife and chop that man into pieces.
*
The living room downstairs was full of people, all gathered together as if by appointment.
Leng Yushu glanced over and saw Leng Zhenye sitting on the sofa. She hadn't seen him for four years. His appearance had not changed much. The only difference was that there was an extra child beside him.
The child was being held by the maid, blinking his big round eyes and looking around curiously. He didn't feel unfamiliar at all, as if he had already recognized this family.
Leng Anyen had been looking at the child since he came downstairs. He really wanted to see a little difference between the child and Duanmu Mu, but there was no difference. It was so similar that it made him feel as if he was a smaller version of the child.
She is in front of herself.
The thoughts and thoughts that had accumulated in his heart for four years came to life again, making him so painful that he could not speak.
"Where did this bastard come from?" Leng Yushu yelled when everyone was so silent that they wanted to hold back their breath.
Like a bolt from the blue, everyone's eyes focused on Duanmu Mu's face. Leng Zhenye's face turned pale for a moment, but then he laughed in a way that made people sick, "Xiao Shu, the older you are, the less likely you are.
Talk, this is your brother."
"No, he's just an unknown bastard!" Leng Yushu said angrily, wanting to step forward and strangle the child to death.
"Yushu," Leng Anyen interrupted, then raised his legs and walked towards the child.
I don't know what happened, but when the child saw Leng Anyen, he stretched out his hands and said in a soft voice, "Hug!"
Leng Anyen's heart felt like something hit her at these two words, but she couldn't tell whether it was pain or hatred.
He wanted to reach out his hand, but he couldn't lift it at all. After a while, he turned to look at Leng Zhenye, and his voice came out hard from his throat, "What's wrong with this child?"
Leng Zhenye looked very calm, "My child, your brother, this is what happened!"
He said it so calmly, just like every time he brought back a woman in the past.
Leng Anyen's hanging hand couldn't help but clenched, and the veins on the back of his hand were bulging. But before he could make any move, Leng Yushu had already rushed over, "Who is his mother? She is that bitch, right?"
Leng Zhenye did not answer, but took the child from the maid's hand, and then slowly said, "I said you must not believe it, why not let Xunxun tell you."
Xunxun?
Is this child called Xunxun?
I don't know why? Leng Anyen should obviously hate this child, hate this child very much, but looking at his cute appearance, he just can't hate him.
Is it because the child's soft eyes erased his jealousy and hatred?
"Xunxun, come and tell them, who is the mother?" Leng Zhenye induced the children.
The child blinked, then pointed to the wall on one side, "Mom...Mom..."
Everyone looked over. On the wall was a huge wedding photo of Duan Mumu and Leng Anyen. They had made a wall sticker when they got married. Even though Duan Mumu had left in the past four years, no one dared to touch it, not even Leng An.
The bedroom where Chen lives now still maintains its original appearance.
This was Leng Anyen's instruction. He didn't want her to disappear, nor the memories she left behind disappear with her!
However, at this moment, when everyone listened to the little child calling her mother, Leng Anyen felt so ironic.
"What did you call her? Call her again," he suddenly snatched the child over and growled.
Wow--
The child was frightened by his sudden movement and started to cry.
"Tell me, what did you call her? What did you call her?" The calmness that Leng Anyen tried to maintain was shattered when the child said "Mom".
Xunxun trembled with fear and cried to Leng Zhenye, "Dad, dad..."
It's okay if he doesn't scream, but it's just adding insult to injury.
This child is called Duanmumu's mother and Leng Zhenye's father, but Leng Anyen is Duanmumu's husband...
What kind of irony is this?
His wife and his father have a child, and who is he?
"Be careful-" Someone shouted, and then Leng Anyen realized that his hand holding the child could not exert any strength at all, and he almost dropped the child to the ground.
Leng Zhenye quickly took the child and handed it to the maid to coax him before sitting on the sofa again, "Whether you accept it or not, this is the truth. I have already contacted the lawyer, and the media has also announced it.
I want to finalize the equity issue in the past few days."
"Impossible 21" Leng Yushu said.
A cold look shot him over, and Leng Zhenye snorted, "Don't touch your nose or face. You have the least qualification to speak in this family."
"I..." Leng Yushu wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Leng Anyen.
"I want to see her!"
Leng Zhenye's shrewd black eyes suddenly dimmed, and then he returned to his natural state, "No!"
"Why?" Leng Anyen looked at him, with uncontrollable anger on his face.
"You also know that this is a very embarrassing thing. It's just embarrassing for her to come forward... If you have any doubts about the child's identity, you can go for an appraisal, but I absolutely do not agree with her showing up in public," she said in such a high-sounding way.
His thoughtfulness for Duanmumu gave people the illusion of love and protection.
Leng Anyen felt that the confidence in his heart was almost exhausted by Leng Zhenye's words.
"She has done all the shameless things, and is she still afraid of being criticized?" Leng Yushu was still mean.
"Anyway, I won't let her face these rights and wrongs," Leng Zhenye said firmly.
Leng Anyen looked at Leng Zhenye, "Then we won't do anything about the equity."
He had to see her and hear her say it for himself before he would believe it.
Although the child's face said everything, Leng Anyen still didn't want to believe it was true.
*
"Hey Mumu, tell me the truth!" During the lunch break, Duanmumu was grabbed by his friend Milan.
"What?" Duanmumu yawned.
"Didn't you give birth to a daughter? When did you give birth to a son?" Milan's words made Duanmu dizzy.
She waved her hand and pushed Milan away, "What nonsense are you talking about in the middle of the day? I don't have a son. I only have a baby named Tangxin."
"But, but..." Milan pushed the magazine hidden behind his back in front of Milan, "How do you explain this baby?"
Duanmumu looked over, and the expression on his face changed like a flower growing on a tree, and finally turned pale.
She thought it was just a nightmare and thought it was over, but she didn't expect it to come true!
"Mumu, what's wrong with you?" Milan also noticed something strange about her.
Duanmu didn't say anything, and touched the child's face in the magazine with trembling fingers. The eyebrows were so similar to hers. Even his biological daughter Xiaotangxin was not so similar. There was a warm emotion flowing through his heart, as if...
Mother and son are as close as each other.
"Are you admitting it now?" Seeing her reaction, Milan smacked his lips, but then frowned again, "You said I was there when you gave birth to Tangxin. You obviously gave birth to one, but how come there was another one?
Son? Is it...impossible? I'm following you all the way."
Milan was also confused!
Duanmumu did not explain, because only she knew why, this child was not born by her, but it was truly her child.
At night, everything was calm, but Duanmumu was tossing and turning and couldn't sleep. She couldn't help but take out the magazine from the bedside table and looked at the little boy in the photo again, but she couldn't help but shed tears.
This is really a twist of fate. She thought that after escaping that nightmarish and terrifying home, everything would calm down, but who knew that the egg taken away by Leng Zhenye would actually give birth to a child.
Even though this child did not make her experience the pain of ten months of pregnancy and childbirth, it was her flesh and blood after all. Just looking at it like this made her heart feel soft and painful.
"Mom, why are you crying?" My daughter Tangxin woke up at some point?
Duanmumu quickly wiped away his tears. Just as he was about to find a reason to comfort his daughter, he saw her chubby little hands grabbing the magazine, and then exclaimed, "Mom, mom..."
The children in the magazine looked so much like her that even her daughter could see it at such a young age, which made Duanmumu feel choked again.
"Mom, who is this?" The daughter's round eyes compared the photo with her mother's, "He pirated her face!"
The child is too young to know what it means to be so similar.
"Little sugar heart," Duanmumu picked up her daughter and put her in his arms. Duanmumu only found out that she was pregnant after leaving Leng Anyen, but she was very grateful to God for giving her such a lovely baby.
Otherwise, she didn't know how she could survive these four years. "Do you want a younger brother or older brother?"
Duanmumu was not sure whether the child in the magazine was older or younger than Xiaotangxin, but the magazine said it seemed that he and Xiaotangxin were born in the same year and month, but he didn't know how that child grew.
Produced by surrogacy?
Thinking of this, Duanmumu felt a sense of self-blame, as if she owed that child.
"Mom, will you give me a little brother?" The daughter raised her head, looked at her mother's face, and asked seriously.
In fact, she really wanted to have a little brother, so that she would have someone to play with on weekends, instead of just watching TV and playing with toys.
Duanmumu kissed her daughter's face, but she couldn't give an answer. She didn't even dare to tell her that the boy in the magazine was a relative with the same bloodline as her, because she couldn't tell such ugly past events.
The mother and daughter talked again, and Xiaotangxin finally fell into a deep sleep in Duanmumu's arms, but Duanmumu was completely awake holding the magazine.
Little Tangxin discovered a secret after that night, that is, her mother would read that magazine every day, and would even cry while reading it.
Another week passed, and Xiao Tangxin looked at the aunt who picked her up from school and pouted.
"Look at your mouth, which is so long that it can tie up a donkey." Milan naturally saw her unhappiness, "You little thing is so heartless. Even if I'm not your mother, you don't have to look bad at me."
Xiao Tangxin brushed away Milan's hand pinching the tip of her nose, "No, I'm worried about my mother."
Well?
Xiao Tangxin then told Milan about Duanmumu crying while reading magazines every day, and Milan realized that the child was not just like Duanmumu at all.
"Little Tangxin, let's go find that kid together, okay?" Milan is an enthusiastic girl. She has been taking good care of Duanmumu in the past four years. Although Duanmumu has never talked about the past, Milan knows that she must have a story.
Look at the light gap passing through.
Now that one little sweetheart is not enough, there is an extra boy, and Milan's professional curiosity has become stronger.
"Really?" Little Tangxin was very excited, because after finding the little boy, her mother would stop crying, and she would also have friends to play with.
"Well!" Milan is now the editor of Entertainment Weekly, so she knows very well about wealthy celebrities. It is not difficult for her to find the boy.
Duanmumu returned home and prepared a meal for Milan and Xiaotangxin. However, when it got dark and she still didn't see them, she quickly made a phone call, but she never expected that Milan had already sat down with Xiaotangxin.
Got the plane.
ps: Regarding the child, Wan Wan will make it clear in the future. Please don’t attack Wan Wan or the heroine!
And Wanwan is now a pregnant mother and will give birth to a baby in two months. Now her belly is very big and it is very painful to sit and type. The update may not meet everyone's requirements. Please forgive Wanwan!
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