Chapter 678 Send Someone to Look for It

Buding shook his head, "No, I'm not lying. Mom really found my real father."

Hearing this, Qiaodong Lady looked at his son, Qiao Li Ting.

Both of them saw a sense of loss and panic in each other's eyes.

They were afraid, afraid of losing Buding.

"Buding, who is your biological father?" Qiao Li Ting hid the panic in his eyes and asked his son.

"I heard from mom that the man's name is Yan Mo." Buding told his father and grandmother.

That was all he knew, not much about Yan Mo.

Qiao Li Ting was not familiar with Yan Mo either, so he immediately looked at the guards waiting by the side.

It meant that he should check on this man named Yan Mo immediately.

"Does your second uncle know?" Qiao Li Ting asked his son again.

Didn't the second brother want to make up with Wan? Didn't they want to be together?

Buding's biological father suddenly appeared. Did his second brother know about it?

It seems that it's not easy for second brother to be with Wan.

Qiao Li Ting regretted that she had delayed Wan and Qiao Li Chen.

Buding shook his head, "I don't know. I don't know if mom and uncle told uncle."

Everyone in the The qiao family knows that Wan has now become the daughter of the The qiao family.

Although they were not biological, the He family treated it as if it were their own.

So Buding now called he yimu uncle.

Qiao Li Ting looked at his mother and motioned for her to call his second brother.

Qiaodong Lady understood. She turned around with her phone and went out.

Buding was such a smart kid. He naturally knew what the front guard was doing and what grandma was doing.

He didn't stop him. Maybe he wanted to know more about his real father and why he had only appeared now.

Wanting to know is one thing, but that doesn't mean he wants to accept his real father.

Buding had accepted Wan so easily before because he had never received motherly love since he was a child. He was very happy that he had finally found his mother.

The most important thing was that when he first met Wan, he had a very warm feeling.

That kind feeling instantly reduced the distance between them, making him feel that Wan was like his family.

Qiao Li Ting saw his mother go out to call Qiao Li Chen. He looked at Buding and said, "Buding, have you met your biological father?"

Buding nodded, "Before coming here, mom took me to the hospital to see him."

"Hospital? Is he sick?" Qiao Li Ting frowned slightly.

Buding nodded, "I think so. I saw him in a hospital gown."

When he heard that Yan Mo was sick, he was still in the hospital.

A possibility flashed through Qiao Li Ting's mind that Yan Mo might take a weaker route.

This was the exact opposite of his second brother, Qiao Li Chen.

Qiao Li Ting knew his brother. Qiao Li Chen was always strong and domineering. It was really impossible for him to be weak.

Perhaps Yan Mo had already investigated Qiao Li Chen's personality and style.

That's why he chose to pretend to be weak.

Qiao Li Ting raised his hand and held his son's tiny hand.

He said in a gentle voice, "Son, do you not want a father because you have a real father?"

Buding shook his head and said seriously, "No, you will always be my father!"

Hearing this, Qiao Li Ting felt his chest warm.

He touched his son's head and said, "Daddy will always love you, stay with you, and never leave you."

This was his promise to Buding and to himself.

Buding was also touched and grateful.

But, dad, they're still focused on themselves.

They forgot about the real The qiao family grandson.

Buding pursed her lips and mustered up the courage to look up at her father.

"Dad, you should go find your own son."

Hearing this, Qiao Li Ting's face changed slightly.

The question he had been unwilling to think about, the fact that he had been unwilling to face, was suddenly brought up by Buding, who was just over four years old.

Since he had already suggested it, there was no way he could escape.

Qiao Li Ting looked at his son and said weakly, "Dad, you're the only son that's enough!"

With so much happening, Qiao Li Ting already felt that all of this might be a trap.

Back then, the little girl was born in the hospital, and she and her mother were in the hospital with her.

How could he suddenly be transferred?

And then the little girl suddenly disappeared, and all of this was not simple.

Buding looked at the complicated look in his father's black eyes and said quickly, "Father, that child may be suffering somewhere now. How pitiful he is if you don't get him back!"

Buding couldn't bear to see his father and the others, but he knew that he couldn't be selfish.

You can't always take over the love that belongs to that child.

That child should be the same age as him.

Qiao Li Ting looked at Buding's serious but slightly troubled face and felt inexplicably distressed.

He took Buding into his arms and said to his son in a gentle voice, "You're still young, you don't understand!"

Buding was afraid that his body was pressing against his father's body, so he gently pushed him away.

He looked up and fixed his eyes on his father.

"Dad, I don't understand, but the thought of me taking away the love that belonged to that brother made me feel guilty." Buding was like an adult now, with a very clear train of thought.

He could tell what was right and what was wrong.

Qiao Li Ting looked at his son and was somewhat surprised.

He already knew that his son was talented and intelligent, but his intelligence was comparable to that of an adult.

Qiao Li Ting had been avoiding this problem ever since he woke up.

He didn't want to find his own son, he just wanted to keep Buding by his side.

Because for the past four years, although he spent a lot of time in the army, Buding was his only spiritual pillar.

As long as he had time, he would go back to accompany his son.

When he was with his son, it was the time when he felt that life was especially fulfilling.

Even if Buding was not his own son, Buding's position in his heart was irreplaceable.

Qiao Li Ting didn't want his son to have such a heavy psychological burden at such a young age.

He pursed his lower lip and told his son, "Okay, dad will send someone to look for it."

Buding nodded at his father's words.

He hoped that his father and the others would find the child sooner.

He was afraid that after they found the child, they would no longer love him.

It seemed that seeing what Buding was thinking, Qiao Li Ting felt a special pain for a moment.

He didn't want his Buding to be only four years old, so contradictory.

All of this was not done well by their adults. If their adults handled this well, at least Buding wouldn't think so much. Just as he was speaking, Qiaodong Lady came in after calling from outside.