Mother Leng took her two children to greet them, taking great care of them and doting on them extremely.
Leng Zongkai stood at the door with complicated thoughts. He came to his senses when he heard a call, "Husband."
Mother Leng waved to him, with a bright smile and a gentle expression. She was a virtuous and virtuous wife.
Leng Zongkai responded and pushed Qirui out. "Who do you think this is? It's our son who's back. He's still alive."
Leng Mu's body was shaken, and she looked over blankly, her face pale, "Is this our Qirui? Isn't he dead?"
Her eyes were blurred, her head became confused again, and she held her head in pain.
Qingting was a little anxious. Is he getting sick again? As soon as he mentioned Qirui's name, his mother would lose control. Hey, this is not an escape.
However, Leng Zongkai was already experienced in this and comforted him softly, "He is Qirui. Take a good look. He has really returned to us."
Leng's mother's eyes were red, she took deep breaths with great effort, and shook her head desperately, "He's not, you're lying, my Qirui doesn't look like this."
Leng Zongkai knew that she had a heart disease and needed a heart medicine doctor.
"He is your son. Could it be that his appearance has changed and you can't recognize him? You touch his face. He has suffered a lot in these years."
He held her hand and touched his son's face, and the familiar warmth surged into his heart. Leng's mother's tears flowed down, and she spoke tremblingly, "Are you really Qi Rui? Are you really my son?"
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A flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and Hun Xun's rationality suddenly opened. Countless past events came to her mind, and her heart felt like a knife.
Seeing her crying, Qi Rui felt sad for some reason and couldn't help but call out, "Mommy."
The call "Mummy" made Leng's mother's eyes light up. She hugged Qi Rui and burst into tears, "My son is my Qi Rui. I knew God would not be so cruel to me..."
She cried very sadly and aggrieved, and the room was filled with her heart-wrenching cries, one after another.
Affected by it, everyone's eyes were red, especially Xiao Yunxi's tears were like broken pearls, and her little face turned red.
A servant walked in and whispered a few words in Qingting's ear. Qingting nodded and followed her out.
Fan Qihua saw that it was very late and was preparing to go back. She still felt uncomfortable in this kind of situation.
Naturally, if you want to leave, you have to say hello to the host. Qingting tried to persuade her to stay, but she was a little reluctant to leave.
Seeing her kindness, Fan Qihua felt indescribably uncomfortable when he thought of his unsatisfied daughter.
She opened her mouth but stopped talking.
Qingting reacted quickly, pulled her aside and said softly, "Aunt Fan, just say what you have to say."
Fan Qihua hesitated for a while and said, "Qingting, I don't know who to tell what is in my heart. Apart from you, there is no one in this world who can listen to what I say in my heart."
What's the use of having a successful career? Who can understand the loneliness inside?
Qingting sighed inwardly, feeling sad for her.
"I'm listening, please tell me."
Fan Qihua struggled in her heart for a long time, "What should I do? I don't have any solution for a child who doesn't listen to advice and insists on going his own way. You are smart and have many clever ideas. Please help me."
She said she was unwilling to marry her daughter to that kind of man, and the thought of that man's character made her hair stand on end.
Qingting couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Aunt Fan, I'm not a god."
It's going to rain, the mother wants to get married, if the person wants to do it, no one else can stop it.
Even if she tried to stop him, she would be hated by others, so why should she suffer?