Chapter 233

The corners of Yao Zhi's mouth evoked a faint smile.

Strange.

That day, he clearly heard Ji Xinqing say that the little five belonged to Su Yu's children.

But detective Wang's message won't go wrong.

Since Xiao Wu is not Su Yu's child, whose is it?

Yao Zhi looked down at the message again.

At the end of the message, there is a sentence.

Su Yu has gone abroad a lot more frequently than in previous years. She seems to be looking for something abroad, but what is it? I hope young master Yao will give me more time.

Yao Zhi sneered.

The car engine started slowly and drove towards the "starry sky".

It had just snowed heavily a few days ago, and there was still unresolved snow on the roadside lawn.

Towards evening, the sky is again full of snowflakes.

When Yao Zhi's car drove to the gate of "XingKong", the snow was getting heavier and heavier.

It was getting dark.

He opened the door and got out of the car. After a while, there were snowflakes on Yao Zhi's head and clothes.

Yao zhihun walked forward indifferently.

"Hey, team leader Yao!" suddenly someone called him behind him.

Yao Zhi was stunned. Is this voice... Ji Xinqing?

Turning around, Yao Zhi saw Ji Xinqing standing under the street lamp not far away.

She held an umbrella, and the dim yellow light made it clear that the snowflakes flying around her.

Yao Zhi's smile gradually softened.

Ji Xinqing walked over with an umbrella. "Team leader Yao, why are you back after work?"

"I forgot some things and came back to get them." Yao Zhi smiled faintly.

"Well," Ji Xinqing smiled lightly, "team leader Yao, did you just go to find Miss Qing?"

Yao Zhi looked at her deeply and nodded, "well, I reported some work to miss Qing."

After a pause, Yao Zhi hesitated and then asked, "President Ji, are you... Going to the hospital to see xiaolanshan?"

Ji Xinqing looked up and smiled, "yes, xiaolanshan is still waiting for me."

Suddenly there was a harsh brake sound, and a car stopped by the side of the road.

Tang Han opened the door and came over with an umbrella. "Miss Ji, the young master asked me to pick you up."

Ji Xinqing smiled at Tang Han.

Then he stuffed the umbrella handle into Yao Zhi's hand, "leader Yao, you didn't bring an umbrella in such a heavy snow. Here's the umbrella."

Without waiting for Yao Zhi to say anything more, Ji Xinqing quickly got into the car.

Tang Han followed up. Before leaving, he glanced at Yao Zhi with deep meaning.

The umbrella handle was ice, but Yao Zhi felt extremely hot.

Yao Zhi never understood.

Why can that woman bear him under secular pressure after being gang raped?

But after giving birth to him, why did you leave him alone in the world?

At the moment, Yao Zhi seems to understand something.

In this world, there are always unexpected warmth.

That woman just wants him to live and live well.

The snow kept falling, and the ground soon accumulated a thick layer.

In the car.

Ji Xinqing stared out of the window in a daze. Tang Han drove the car without saying a word.

Suddenly, Ji Xinqing turned her head and broke the silence in the car, "assistant Tang, I want to ask you something."

"Well, Miss Ji, please." Tang Han did not change his face.

"Little five, he has been living in the hospital for a while?"

Tang Han was slightly stunned and surprised that she would ask this. He raised his eyes and glanced at Ji Xinqing in the rearview mirror, just in front of her smiling line of sight. Tang Han pulled the corners of his mouth, and then took back his line of sight.

"Yes, Miss Ji, the fifth young master is not in good health. Now he can only stay in the hospital for rest."

"How long has Xiao Wu... Lived?" Ji Xinqing asked softly.

Tang Han's eyes flashed and replied vaguely, "I'm sorry, Miss Ji, my subordinates can't remember the specific time."

"Is it because I have lived for a long time?" Ji Xinqing looked out of the window again.

Still mechanical vague answer, "sorry, Miss Ji, my subordinates can't remember clearly."

"Assistant Tang, do you know what's wrong with Xiao Wu?"

"Well... Don't worry, Miss Ji. The fifth young master will get better soon."

Ji Xinqing smiled and didn't speak again.

Intuition is right... They're hiding it from her.

The car soon drove to the hospital, and the snow was still falling.

Ji Xinqing got out of the car. After a while, a cold touch came from his neck.

Tang Han held the umbrella over her head. "Miss Ji, let's go. The young master is still waiting for us."

"Wait for us? He's in the small sick room?"

Tang Han lowered his head. "Yes, Miss Ji, the young master has been accompanying miss xiaolanshan all afternoon."

They then walked to the ward.

Tang Han opened the door for Ji Xinqing, "Miss Ji, please."

Ji Xinqing goes in and sees Tang Jinyao sitting at the head of the bed, pointing xiaolanshan to play with his mobile phone.

"What are you playing?"

"A number game." Tang Jinyao looked up and smiled. "Xiao Lanshan is very smart. Teach her once and she will already be able to play."

Ji Xinqing sat down opposite Tang Jinyao and looked gently at the small Langshan who lowered her head and brushed the screen.

"By the way, assistant Tang said you were with Xiao Lanshan all afternoon. Don't you have to accompany Xiao Wu?"

"Xiao Wu is accompanied."

Ji Xinqing glanced at him discontentedly, "you are Xiao Wu's father. Why do you let others accompany you if you don't accompany him?"

Tang Jinyao laughed, "don't worry, Tang Ning and Su Su are there. They will accompany Xiao Wu well."

"Sister Ning and Su Su are coming?" Ji Xinqing asked in surprise.

"Well, they came in the evening." Tang Jinyao looked up at Ji Xinqing. "They will come to see xiaolangshan in the evening."

Ji Xinqing's smile congealed.

Tang Jinyao comforted, "relax. Tang Ning just came to see Xiao Lanshan. She has been busy with the painting exhibition recently. It's not easy to get out today."

Ji Xinqing looked down with ease.

"Jin Yao." Ji Xinqing dragged Meng Lanshan's bedding and suddenly whispered to him, "are you not very busy recently? I think you spend a lot more time with Xiao Lanshan than before."

Tang Jinyao's hand stiffened, and the bottom of his eyes became complex in an instant.

He raised his hand and rubbed Meng Lanshan's head. "Xiao Lanshan called me Xiao Si dad. I can't live up to this name. Xiao Lanshan, do you think so?"

Meng Lanshan looked up and smiled at him, then bowed her head and focused on the game.

"Oh, by the way, Xinqing," Tang Jinyao suddenly took out a piece of paper from the bedside table and handed it to Ji Xinqing, "it was written by Xiao Lanshan."

Looking at the crooked lines of Chinese characters written on the paper, Ji Xinqing smiled, "did you teach her?"

"Well, I taught it in the afternoon," Tang Jinyao frowned slightly, "but the words written here are a little ugly."

Ji Xinqing gave him a white look. "She has just written. How can she look good? If you don't praise her, why do you dislike being a father like you..."

Before she finished, Ji Xinqing quickly swallowed back a word she blurted out.

He quickly changed his mouth and said, "you're so powerful, xiaolanshan. You can write your own name."

Meng Lanshan looked up at her, "Mom."

"Huh?"

"Draw." Meng Lanshan reached out and pulled her sleeve.

Ji Xinqing soon understood what she meant, "want to draw?"