Chapter 1509： Exactly the same as when he was a kid

Tong Annian pouted, a little unhappy, but nodded: "Okay..."

Yao Lan sighed and touched his head.

He suddenly raised his head and asked timidly: "Grandma...I, I ask you."

"Okay, what does the baby want to ask? Just ask."

"That..." the little baby pointed his finger pitifully, and asked in a low voice, "Do I have a father?"

Yao Lan: "..."

What kind of evil did she make! Why face such difficult questions every day? !

Seeing the child's expectant eyes, she nodded: "Yes! Dad will be back soon."

The little baby pouted, somewhat dissatisfied: "Humph! You lied to me! Bad!"

Yao Lan: "..."

How can she lie to him?

Even if there was a scam before, this time it will definitely be gone!

Sheng Yiting has called, is it far from others coming?

Of course, Tong Siyao did not say that the child is Sheng Yiting. But the longer the child, the more like Sheng Yiting, can it belong to someone else?

...

Sheng Yiting returned to the room, but Tong Siyao was still awake.

He squeezed her cell phone, released it again, gently placed it on the bedside, and then picked up his cell phone to call—calling the person who was sent to Xiyuan to protect Yao Lan last night.

"Are you here?" he asked.

"Here, young master." The other party replied respectfully.

"Is there a child?" Sheng Yiting asked in a erratic voice, unable to accept the possibility of her "betraying" herself.

He is still waiting, how can she start a new life?

"Uh... yes, I'm about to report to Master." The other party's voice was a bit... tangled.

But Sheng Yiting didn't hear it. He stiffly said: "Give me all his information."

"This... I only have photos right now, which I took when I was tracking them."

"Pass it to me." Sheng Yiting hung up.

Soon, the photos came over.

Seeing his face, Sheng Yiting suffocated his breath, hurriedly opened his own photo album, and almost got the phone on the ground several times.

He turned over the photo of himself when he was a child and compared it with the newly received photo——

Almost exactly the same.

He hurriedly sent a message and asked: "This is that child? Tong Siyao's child?!"

After typing, he hesitated and deleted the message without sending it.

He looked at the photo again—it was a two or three-year-old boy wearing a flax jacket and short shorts. The jacket was embroidered with a few black "Fu" characters, which looked quiet and temperamental.

The child was holding Yao Lan's hand. Yao Lan was carrying a basket of vegetables. He also carried a small pocket with a few green onions.

Just as Sheng Yiting imagined, he looked dumb—not dumb! He is naive and cute. Look at him, how soft, obedient, and obedient?

Sheng Yiting looked at him infatuatedly until there was a movement nearby.

He raised his head and found that Tong Siyao was awake.

Seeing him, Tong Siyao rubbed his forehead and sighed.

She knew that she couldn't drive him away, and she was a little helpless.

Sheng Yiting lowered his head and looked at the photo on the phone, shaking his hands slightly.

This is his child, she gave it to him.

Why didn't she tell him? !

Sheng Yi Ting's heart, tearing pain!

Tong Siyao raised her hand and wanted to press the call bell behind her head. He reached out and grabbed her.

She looked over in puzzlement, he squeezed her, and handed her mobile phone over: "Your mother just called, I picked it up..."

Tong Siyao was surprised: "Did you tell her?!" (To be continued.)