Chapter 1283

"He's my son, too. He's gone, but it's not just about you!" Ye Wenming said coldly, "when and where did he disappear?"

He asked for important information, and then directly on the phone to go down to find the whereabouts of the child.

Zhuo qianyun doesn't know how. Seeing ye Wenming sending people to look for the child's whereabouts, she suddenly has a sense of peace of mind. It's ridiculous. It's obvious that ye Wenming is the one who doesn't let her feel at ease!

Or... All along, she has been supporting everything by herself. She is really tired and tired. So even ye Wenming can make her feel at ease?

Suddenly, Zhuo qianyun's mobile phone rang, Zhuo qianyun answered the phone, a moment later, suddenly the whole person rushed out of the office.

Ye Wenming almost subconsciously chased out of the elevator, "what's going on?"

"Yes, Xiaoyan has found it. I'm going to the hospital to pick up Xiaoyan!" Zhuo qianyun hurriedly tunnel, just now is still calling, tell her Yi Jinli help to find Xiaoyan, but Xiaoyan has some injuries, so was sent to the hospital.

"Hospital?" Ye Wenming frowned and then said, "I'll go with you."

"No, I myself..."

"Zhuo qianyun, he is my son!" Ye Wenming said that when the elevator door opened, he directly stepped into the elevator.

Zhuo qianyun bit his lip and followed him into the elevator.

Ye Wenming takes Zhuo qianyun to the hospital. When Zhuo qianyun sees his son, tears can't help but gush out.

She stepped forward and said, "where are you hurt? Tell Mommy!"

But the little guy did not make a sound, just raised his hand and wiped Zhuo qianyun's tears.

Ling on one side still said, "sister Zhuo, Xiaoyan's injury is not serious. It's just a child fighting. However... When Xiaoyan was fighting, his hearing aid was broken. He seemed to be afraid of your blame, so... He always wanted to repair the hearing aid by himself."

It's just that the little guy doesn't know that the hearing aid is not something he can fix.

Xiao Yan seems to feel what Ling is still saying. She holds the broken hearing aid in her small hand and puts it in front of Zhuo qianyun, and then uses sign language to make gestures.

And Zhuo qianyun, with tears in her eyes, is also gesticulating with sign language.

Ye Wenming looks at this pair of mother and son who use sign language to describe. Suddenly, a burst of pain and bitterness sprang up in his heart. This is his son, but a deaf child!

But in the process of mother and son using sign language, Zhuo qianyun's tears fell more and more fierce. Suddenly, she seemed to be unable to bear any more. She suddenly lifted up her hand, clasped her fist, and thumped her chest.

Zhuo's mouth, as if the voice of a small jump.

Zhuo qianyun hugged his son and burst into tears.

"Ah... Ah... Ah!" The sound of crying seemed to hit Ye Wenming's heart, which made him extremely miserable. "What's going on? What are they talking about?"

He was inexplicably agitated. He didn't know sign language at all. Naturally, he couldn't understand what they said in sign language. The woman would suddenly cry so desolate, as if she was forced to have nowhere to escape.