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Su Xiaomi's previous family situation was not good, at most, it could be considered to be an ordinary family, but the income of her parents and Su Xiaomi's income was also not high. But Qi Ye spent a lot of time and energy to gradually make the Su Family develop. Su Xiaomi had a hobby of buying lottery tickets, and Qi Ye would occasionally give Su Xiaomi a lottery ticket or something like that.

This was because Qi Ye knew that when Wen Liang encountered any difficulty, the first to rush to Wen Liang's side, was definitely Su Xiaomi. The person to help and cool off must be Su Xiaomi, and the person accompanying her must also be her.

Ye Qing frowned slightly. With a thin callus on her finger, she pushed away her short hair that was close to her ears and took out a video recorder the size of a fly. The corner of her mouth hooked up slightly.

When Qi Ye returned to the Warm Cooling Ward, Wen Liang had already fallen asleep.

Su Xiaomi held onto her warm hand, and carefully accompanied her.

Seeing Qi Ye walk in, Su Xiaomi stood up uneasily: "President Qi!"

Actually, Su Xiaomi felt a little guilty. She had already told him the truth about everything that happened all those years ago. Including the matter of the President Qi secretly supporting him and supporting her family.

When he thought back to how he had scolded President Qi as a top scum man, a heartless beast. Su Xiaomi felt his old face turn red …

At that time, she really did do a lot of bad things, to the point that she didn't even dare to raise her head when she saw Qi Ye.

Seeing the distress in Su Xiaomi's expression, Qi Ye explained in a considerate manner: "It's been hard on you, leave the rest to me!"

Su Xiaomi nodded uneasily: "Maybe the pill earlier contained some kind of sleeping pill, then … Ye Qing and I will be leaving first, sorry to trouble you, President Qi. "

Su Xiaomi, who couldn't wait to find a hole to hide in, quickly ran out while grabbing onto Ye Qing.

Only until he ran out of the ward's door did Su Xiaomi finally heave a sigh of relief.

"Hands!" Ye Qing's cold voice sounded.

Su Xiaomi held Ye Qing's sleeve with one hand and patted her chest to comfort herself with the other. She even innocently turned her head to ask Ye Qing: "Guarding what? Guarding who? "

Ye Qing followed the direction of Su Xiaomi's arm, her gaze sharp enough to make Su Xiaomi feel like she could cut off her own wrist.

She quickly put her hand back on her arm and smoothed out the wrinkles on her body with her doggy legs. Then, she gave a silly big smile.

"Do me a favor." Ye Qing immediately opened his mouth, without any warning.

Who told Su Xiaomi to like Ye Qing's coolness!

She held the smiling face and replied with her doggy legs, "I have died trying my best!"

Ye Qing cast a sidelong glance at Su Xiaomi: "There's no need to go through all that trouble."

… ….

When Wen Liang woke up, it was already dark.

The only person guarding the warm bed was Qi Zhifei.

He was lying on the ground in a daze and looked like he was about to fall asleep. When he saw Wen Liang opened his eyes, he instantly turned around and shouted towards the direction of the sofa as if he had been injected with chicken blood: "Old Qi, Old Qi! Your wife is awake, come in quickly! "

Wen Liang: "....."

With Qi Zhifei's shout just now, her brain instantly cleared up and exploded!

He didn't give her any time to react. It was too late to play dumb.

Qi Zhifei's figure that was running out of the door swayed. Although his legs weren't long, he moved extremely fast. Pointing to the warmth on the bed, he spoke somewhat eagerly to Qi Ye, "Old Qi, did you tell her that I am her biological son?"

"Yes, I did." Qi Ye replied.

Qi Zhifei appeared very sad in an instant. "Since you told her already, why didn't she rush over to hug me like the other mothers and children recognized each other? The ones who are related to each other on TV, I'm so touched by their crying! "

Qi Ye reached out and flicked the little guy's brain, then said: "Don't watch too many TV dramas everyday."

Qi Zhifei looked at Qi Ye with sadness: "We're finished, Old Qi. She still loves your abs, not my tummy! "

Wen Liang: "....."

It wasn't that she didn't want to hug that cute and tender little fellow.

Even until now, she still could not believe that Zhifei was actually her own child. It was a child that she had never dreamed would survive.

He was a miracle, a miracle in her life.

Wen Liang looked at Qi Zhifei in such a manner, and was even unwilling to blink. He was afraid that this would become a dream and he was afraid that he would return to reality in the blink of an eye.

She could not afford to lose another one.

His mind suddenly recalled what Su Xiaomi had just said: "When humans live, there must be hope! Zhifei is your hope … "How great …"

Yes, how good...

Wen Liang suddenly pulled back his blanket and knelt in front of Qi Zhifei, embracing him deeply.

After enduring for a long time, Little Devil King finally could not hold it in and opened his mouth: "Old Qi … Save my life, I'm about to be strangled to death by Qin Ma … Mother, leave a live one for me, why not carry Old Qi? "

Fortunately, he didn't try to expose her nervousness. Instead, he turned around and went outside, bringing the dinner in with him. He then walked over to the small coffee table and said to the mother and daughter, "Come over for dinner."

At this moment, Wen Liang didn't want to think about those complicated and trivial matters, he only wanted to hug Qi Zhifei and enjoy a moment of heavenly joy.

Qi Zhifei took a spoon and chopsticks, then eagerly ran over to clean up.

Once again, only Wen Liang and Qi Ye were left in the room.

After being silent for two seconds, Wen Liang took the initiative to speak. He mustered his courage and looked at Qi Ye, and said five words: "Qi Ye, thank you."

Thank you for saving Zhifei back then.

Thank you for letting him thrive.

Thank you for giving me the chance to see him and touch him.

And thank you for filling my life with hope again.

From the bottom of his heart, Wen Liang only said those five words to express his gratitude.

Tonight, she had abandoned all thoughts she should have, as well as all the grudges and trivia. Looking at the little fellow sitting across from her with his mouth covered in oil, the hole in her heart that had always been empty suddenly filled up like soft cotton …

It was still hard to imagine that such a cute, cheerful, and obedient child was actually born from her, and was her and Qi Ye's son …

The little guy glanced at the carrot in the bowl with disdain, and then, with a flash of inspiration, he directly stuffed the carrot into Qi Ye's bowl. "Old Qi, my mother's most favorite dish is in your bowl, you must eat it all."

What Qi Ye hated to eat the most was carrots. Coincidentally, Wen Liang's favorite was carrots.

So tonight's carrots are for the cooler.

Judging from the little guy's performance just now, it was clear that he was following his father.

Thinking of this, Wen Liang looked at the little fellow sitting across from him.

He said it was hers, but how could it not be like him? On the contrary, he felt that this child looked more and more like Qi Ye.

Qi Ye cooperatively ate the carrot in the bowl, and then, very scientifically, lectured Qi Zhifei, "You can't be picky about food, you can eat whatever your mother gives you. You have to balance the nutrition requirements, do you understand?"

Qi Zhifei nodded as he received his instruction.

After that, he gave Qi Ye another stack of carrots, turned his head towards Wen Liang proudly, and said: "Mother, look, my father is easy to raise, he's not picky at all."

Qi Ye was not picky with his food, then the word picky wouldn't exist in this world anymore.

The little guy looked at Wen Liang with a smile and said with a beautiful yearning, "Mother has raised father and father has raised me. We are a happy family!"

The little guy's words pierced the heart.

Even Wen Liang hadn't thought that he would be able to be this happy in his lifetime …

The meal went well.

After the meal, Qi Zhifei was afraid that Wen Liang would try to sneak out again, but he refused to leave. As a result, like a little scoundrel, he ran over to the sofa and leaned on it. It was probably because he was too tired, but he never thought that he would actually fall asleep just like that.

Qi Ye took off his jacket and covered the child's body. Wen Liang squatted on the side of the sofa and pulled the little guy's hand.

"Qi Ye, are you lying to me? Not my child? "How can you not be like me at all?" The question that Wen Liang had been hesitating over when he was eating finally came out.