Wen Yan stood still, pointed at himself and said, "I don't need it, I'm not yours..."
Even Su Qianqian is gone, what does it mean for her, an outsider, to listen here?
However, Gu Jinmo ignored her, looked at Gu Xiaobao, and pointed to the chair next to him.
Gu Xiaobao climbed up and put his hands on his legs, looking timid and very well-behaved.
Wen Yan sneered slightly.
It's really one thing that brings down another thing.
"You sit down too." Gu Jinmo glanced at her lightly.
Wen Yan simply sat beside the bed, ready to "listen attentively".
Gu Jinmo's eyebrows were clear and her dark eyes stared at Gu Xiaobao: "Xiaobao, I am not your father."
His tone was light, but also had a hint of forbearance and melancholy.
Xiaobao was stunned, then curled his lips, as if he was about to cry.
Seeing him picking his fingers at a loss, Gu Jinmo's eyes were watery, and his tone was rare and gentle: "You are still a child of the Gu family, you should call me uncle."
Wen Yan froze and his pupils widened slightly.
She didn't expect that Gu Xiaobao was Gu Jinxiao's child.
Did he stay here just to say this?
She looked at Gu Jinmo, and at that moment Gu Jinmo also looked at her, their eyes met, and she felt that there was a hot flame in those eyes, which made her uncomfortable, so she subconsciously looked away.
"What about my father?" Gu Xiaobao asked.
Gu Jinmo's suppressed voice was low: "Your father went to a place far away."
"Is he dead?"
Gu Jinmo was startled.
Gu Xiaobao's face was extremely serious: "I know, you adults said that whoever went to far away places and turned into stars was just to coax children. In fact, these people are dead and can never be seen again."
Seeing a five-year-old child with such a deep understanding of life and death made Wen Yan's heart hurt, not to mention Gu Jinmo.
Most of the so-called sensible people are forced, because they have to face reality and force themselves to grow.
As he spoke, Gu Xiaobao's big tears fell from his eyes.
It's one thing to know, but another thing to be able to face it.
He didn't know who his father was, but he knew that his father was dead.
Gu Xiaobao rubbed his eyes, walked up to Wen Yan, and bowed to her: "I'm sorry."
Gu Jinmo is not his father, and Wen Yan is not a mistress, and he has not ruined the relationship between his parents.
It was his mother who lied to him.
It turned out that the photo of his father that his mother showed him was not his father, but his uncle.
Seeing his little face turning purple and white, Wen Yan opened his mouth and was speechless.
She doesn't like Gu Xiaobao, very much, but he is only a five-year-old child after all, and this truth may be a bit cruel to him.
Disillusionment of hope has a huge impact on a child, and may affect his entire future life trajectory and lead him to go astray.
Gu Jinmo also thought of this.
He patted Gu Xiaobao's head and said softly: "Although I am not your father, you are still a child of the Gu family. My uncle will love you like a father in the future."
Gu Xiaobao choked and sniffed: "But... I don't have a father anymore..."
An uncle is an uncle and a father is a father.
Other children have fathers, but he has no father.
Gu Jinmo's pupils shrank, and his dark eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist, feeling sad and depressed.
Wen Yan remained silent and slowly turned his face away.
The phrase "I don't have a father anymore" is like an accusation against fate, it is deafening, yet cruel and painful.
Perhaps it was Gu Xiaobao's crying that alarmed Su Qianqian. Su Qianqian outside the door couldn't hold it back anymore. She opened the door and saw Gu Xiaobao sobbing, so she immediately ran over and hugged him: "Xiaobao, Xiaobao, what's wrong with you?
Don’t cry, little baby.”
She glanced at Wen Yan angrily, and just as she was about to question, Gu Xiaobao took her hand, his face full of seriousness: "Mom, you are a liar."
Su Qianqian's face froze, but she soon changed to a smile, and she soothed his back with her hands: "Xiaobao, what are you talking about..."
Gu Xiaobao pushed her away and glared at her: "Big liar, why do you say that uncle is my father? Uncle is not at all..."
With a "pop" sound, Su Qianqian slapped him hard.
Gu Xiaobao's small body was beaten back and forth, and he sat down on the ground with a bang. The clothes on his back were cut open by the strong wire on the bed.
There was heating in the hospital, and the clothes Gu Xiaobao wore were very thin, with large areas of skin exposed, bruised and purple, and even some whip marks.
Wen Yan was shocked to see it.
Gu Jinmo's face was full of anger.
"Su Qianqian!"
He could do such cruel things in front of them, but he didn't know how to treat Xiaobao behind his back.
Su Qianqian's face was calm. She knew that Gu Jinmo must have said something to Gu Xiaobao.
Even though she liked Brother Mo, she couldn't help but complain at this time.
What does Gu Xiaobao know? Why can't he be more tolerant!
She walked up to Gu Xiaobao, knelt down, and looked at Gu Xiaobao indifferently: "Gu Xiaobao, listen, no matter what others say, your father is Gu Jinmo!"
Su Qianqian met Gu Jinmo's stern eyebrows and smiled brightly: "Brother Mo, Xiaobao's father should have lived well..."
Gu Jinmo said nothing, his stern face suddenly turned ugly.
"You owe Xiaobao a father."
As Su Qianqian finished speaking, a layer of pain filled Gu Jinmo's eyes.
Su Qianqian smiled softly and patted Gu Xiaobao's head: "Xiaobao, no other children will ever make fun of you for not having a father. Gu Jinmo will be your father from now on, and no one can change it."
Gu Xiaobao held back his face, turning blue and white.
He could still call him dad when he didn't know before, but now he knows he is uncle, how could he say it out loud?
Seeing Su Qianqian forcefully stuffing the child into Gu Jinmo, Wen Yan immediately felt sympathy for Gu Jinmo.
She looked at Gu Jinmo. His handsome face had a sickly white color, and his eyes were dark, hasty and gloomy.
She has seen him in various ways. Most of the time he is cold and calm, and rarely loses control.
But now, his eyes were filled with blood, his expression was almost crazy, and he exuded an abyss-like danger.
From Su Qianqian's words, she guessed that Gu Jinxiao's death must be related to Gu Jinmo.
Wen Yan pursed his lips, wanting to continue pretending to be transparent, but he ended up feeling resentful.
No one would feel comfortable if someone forced a child into their arms like this.
Wen Yan chuckled sarcastically, not too big or too small, just enough for everyone in the room to hear: "Have you ever considered the feelings of the person involved by forcing a confession like this?"
"Are you just doing this to satisfy your own selfish desires?"
"Miss Wen, there are some things that you can't understand. I don't call this forcing him. He will be Gu Xiaobao's father from now on, and no one can change it."
A ferocious smile appeared on Su Qianqian's delicate cheeks, and a hint of haze appeared in her eyes, fleetingly.
Wen Yan looked at Gu Jinmo, who lowered his eyes and did not refute.
Wen Yan frowned, and an idea suddenly came to his mind.
If she told Gu Jinmo that the child she was carrying was his...