Chapter 134

After his twelfth birthday, Qi Yan never had a bad experience like drama. When he was a child, because the eight characters were light and his luck was not very good, he always encountered bad luck. He couldn't even hold down the peace talisman drawn by his master. At that time, he didn't change seven or eight peace talismans a month, which was somewhat abnormal.

The master often said that his good luck in the previous 12 years had been used to save his life, so his luck was very bad after the age of 12. When he was a child, he was fooling him when he was a master. Later, the more he learned, the more he knew. Instead, he believed what the master said. Unfortunately, when he learned all this, the old man had died.

For him, the old man is a master, a grandfather and a father. He is an elder who taught him how to behave and do things. If there were no old man, there would be no him today.

Qi Yangang bent down to take off his shoes. Remembering that there were two women present, he immediately took back his hands: "is it inappropriate to take off here?"

Tao Yiru saw what Qi Yan was worried about at a glance. She even smiled: "the guests are busy talking to each other. No one comes here. Mr. CEN is right. You can't wear wet things. Take them off and wipe them first. Since you call me sister, I'll take you as your brother. How can a brother pinch in front of your sister?"

"Yes, yes," Deng Linlin also responded and nodded hurriedly. "It's better to take it off here. Anyway, others can't see it. How uncomfortable it would be if she wore wet shoes to the upstairs lounge?" she has despised herself countless times in her heart. Don't spill this glass of wine on anyone and her life-saving benefactor.

The ex boyfriend ignored by several people was a little embarrassed. He was still unwilling, but he looked at Cen Baihe before he opened his mouth. In an instant, he didn't even have the courage to open his mouth. He turned and left the place honestly.

Facing three pairs of concerned eyes, Qi Yan coughed and took off his shoes. Fortunately, he wasn't sweaty feet, or he wouldn't take off his shoes if he killed him.

"Don't move," Cen Baihe saw that he was a little uncomfortable. He bent down and grabbed his ankle. As soon as he pulled his hand, he took off his socks.

The action is quite skilled, Deng Linlin thought.

As soon as he took off his wet socks, cen Baihe put his handkerchief on Qi Yan's feet. As a man, it was really impolite to take off his shoes in front of two women on this occasion. It was better to put up a handkerchief than to show his feet.

Deng Linlin, standing next to Qi Yan, blinked. I don't know if she was dazzled just now. Master Qi's feet seem to be wrong? She turned her head and was embarrassed to stare at other people's feet all the time. She was afraid that others would think she was a pervert and that there was really something wrong with master Qi's feet. It would make people uncomfortable to stare at her all the time.

Sometimes a word or a look can hurt people. She doesn't want to do such a thing.

Tao Yiru sat opposite Qi Yan. Although she didn't see Qi Yan's feet, she saw the actions of Cen Baihe and Qi Yan and nodded at the bottom of her heart. The cen family was as elegant and polite as rumored. Master Qi should have a good tutor since childhood. I really don't know what kind of person can teach such a good child.

If her child is still alive, I don't know if she is as graceful and polite as master Qi.

"Five little," the Yellow River came over with a bag of shoes and socks, "let master Qi try to see if it fits."

Qi Yan wiped the soles of his feet with the handkerchief covered on his feet and took out a sock from his pocket.

"Little yellow duck?" Qi Yan looked at the milk yellow duck printed on the sock and pulled the corners of his mouth. What did the designer of this sock think? The little yellow duck is embroidered on the gray socks. What wonderful beauty is this?

Pottery Ru saw Qi Yan's expression was a little strange. She looked at the socks in his hand, and then saw Qi Yan's slightly strange front soles. The big toe is almost as big as the index finger. The fourth toe is very small. It looks malnourished, and there is no fifth toe.

With a shake of her hand, she suddenly stood up from the sofa. The champagne overturned and wet her skirt.

"Sorry, I scared you." Qi Yan saw that Tao Yiru reacted so much that she thought she was frightened by her feet. She quickly put her socks on her feet and looked up at Tao Yiru. Her whole person trembled. Her expression was extremely strange. It was not like fear, but more like seeing some incredible rare species, which had been waiting for a long time.

Qi Yan put her foot under Cen Baihe's suit coat. This lady Tao looks very serious and her whole body is full of merit. Shouldn't she have any special hobbies?

CEN Baihe didn't like others to see money like this, so when he saw that pottery Ru reacted so much, he frowned discontentedly. He pulled Qi Yan's feet out of his arms and lowered his head to help him put on his newly bought shoes. Just halfway through the wear, his shoes were robbed by a pair of thin white hands.

The socks he had just put on were suddenly taken off. This experience was not very wonderful. Even if Qi Yan had a good temper, his face collapsed.

But before he could speak, the woman who robbed him of his socks took his socks in one hand, dragged his feet in the other, shrugged her shoulders and cried.

Qi Yan seldom met someone who showed such a strong emotion in front of him. In the last case, when he helped the cen nanny to find his long lost son, the other party shouted the child's name, each with infinite love and worry.

Qi Yan can't use words to describe the cry of pottery Ru now. It seems that every cry carries blood. He is full of inexplicability and can't say a word of blame to her.

The Yellow River, who had rushed to open the pottery Ru, was stunned. He looked at Qi Yan from time to time. He didn't know whether he would pull people away or not to touch her.

Deng Linlin standing next to her was even more confused. This feeling was really like some plots in the novel. For example, the mother who lost her child finally found her child with the birthmark on her child after many years, but her child didn't know her anymore. She had never participated in his life, and he didn't know that a mother had been thinking about him.

The more she thinks so, the more Deng Linlin thinks it is possible. The man of God in her family is so good. At first glance, it is the life of the hero. There is a rich mother who has been separated for many years. She is not set up at all.

"Sister Tao," Qi Yan reached out and patted her shoulder carefully across her shawl, "are you okay?"

Tao Yiru never thought that the child she had been looking for for for so many years might be right in front of her eyes, but she knew nothing. If it weren't for such a small accident, she would miss him again. She didn't even know it all her life. It turned out that her child was here. She had appeared in the same hotel, stood in the same place, or even sat with him, and he called her sister.

"Yiru," Song Kui ran over with her evening dress skirt. Seeing her friend squatting on the ground and crying bitterly, the champagne on the table also spilled all over the ground. She thought Cen Baihe had embarrassed her, so she hurried to her friend, "Mr. Cen, what's the matter?" after that, she stretched out her hand to help her friend up. She didn't know that her friend dragged Cen Baihe's boyfriend's foot in her hand, In the other hand, he was holding someone's socks.

It's a little embarrassing. Rob him of a man in front of Mr. Cen. My sister, you're too brave to go to heaven.

"I want to know what's going on more than you." Cen Baihe was distressed when he looked at Qian Qian's blankness and panic. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Qian Qian's shoulder in a good tone. "Ms. Tao, are you okay?"

Tao Yiru threw away Qi Yan's socks, stretched out her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, and made a mess of her makeup. "Has your feet been like this since childhood?"

Feet?

Song Kui noticed Qi Yan's foot and immediately stumbled. He almost sat on the ground. This foot

"Mr. Qi, are you a native of the imperial capital?" Song Kui took a deep breath and looked at Qi Yan. "Were you born in 2036?"

"Sorry, I'm not a native of the imperial capital, but I was born in 36," Qi Yan maintained a polite smile. "Did you misunderstand something?"

"There is no misunderstanding. You were born at 11:11 p.m. on November 11, 1986. You are my son." Tao Yiru grabbed Qi Yan's foot and repeated again and again, "you are my son."

I don't know whether she wants to seize the faint hope in her heart or persuade Qi Yan, as if as long as Qi Yan is her son, things will come true.

"Sorry, you may recognize the wrong person," Qi Yan smiled awkwardly. "I was born in a very remote small county. I don't know my birthday. Besides, there are many people born in the same year. It's not a miracle to have the same characteristics. I understand your yearning for your relatives, but..."

Looking at the ceramic art, Ru's makeup looks like a palette, regardless of it. She just pulls her feet and doesn't give up. Qi Yan's tone is soft and a lot: "your makeup is spent. Do you want to make it up?"

Makeup is very important for women. If they wear a makeup face outside, it's like wandering outside in a broken dress. They can't stand it.

I don't know who said that if a woman would rather keep someone with a big face, she must love him very much.

"No," Tao Yiru saw Qi Yan's feet turned white by her and quickly released her hand, "did I hurt you?"

"No, it doesn't hurt at all." Qi Yan smiled bitterly in his heart. Sister Tao was quite strong.

"Yes, I'm sorry. Put on your shoes and socks. Don't get cold." Tao Yiru choked. She lowered her head and picked up the socks that fell on the ground. She wanted to help Qi Yan put them on. Qi Yan was so frightened that she grabbed the socks in her hand and put them on herself. "Thank you. I'll do these little things myself."

Song Kui's eyes turned around Qi Yan and Tao Yiru. He didn't feel it at first. Now, the more he looked, the more he felt that Mr. Qi looked like Yiru in several places, especially the dimples, which were a replica of Yiru.

Being looked at by a woman with such kind eyes, Qi Yan only felt uncomfortable all over. Of course, what was more uncomfortable was that when the woman knew that he was not her son, she didn't know what kind of blow she would suffer?

It's not terrible to walk in the dark all the time. What's terrible is to find light in the dark, but the light disappears when you get close.

At this moment, Qi Yan sympathized with the woman.

"This lady, take sister Tao to wash her face. After the reception, it's not good for others to see her like this," Qi Yan saw that Tao Yiru didn't want to leave, took out a business card and handed it to her. "This is my contact information. Of course, you can also come to Cen's house to find me."

Tao Yiru held the card tightly, looked at Cen Baihe and said to Qi Yan, "I'm sorry I scared you just now. If... If you don't mind, can you accompany me to do a paternity test?"

"OK," Qi Yan nodded and agreed. After thinking for a while, he added, "Ms. Tao, don't force anything. I hope you... Don't hold too much hope."

Tao Yiru smiled. The child's heart is so soft.

When song Kui saw her, she secretly said something bad. After the paternity test, what if the result is not what Yiru wants?

Song Kui and Qi Yan don't know that for a mother who misses her child very much, when the child appears, her soul will react, which is a phenomenon that science can't explain.