Han Feng looked at me vigilantly, and I waved to him and signaled him to give me the wine in his hand...

Feeling my emotions, Han Feng finally stopped joking with me and handed me the 1982-year-old Rafi in his hand. I took it and took a look and took two big sips. In a blink of an eye, half of it went down.

Han Feng patted my shoulder and said, "What happened again?"

I smiled helplessly, took another big sip of wine, and then said to Han Feng: "Pipi, maybe it's my son."

Han Feng looked at me in amazement and said for a while: "I'm sure I'm not kidding with my buddy?"

"I have drunk half of your Lafite in the past 1982 years. Do you still think I am joking?" I picked up the bottle and said to Han Feng.

"Wait..... I'll light a cigarette first, and you'll explain it to me... This is really a bit irritating!"

.........

After listening to my narration, Han Feng even forgot to squirt the ashes until his hands were burned by the cigarette butts, and he felt relieved. He said with a serious expression: "If what Bai Jing said is true, then Pipi may really be your son... Have you ever thought about how to solve it?"

"I'm already planning to marry Angel, but... I'm very confused now!"

Han Feng thought for a while and said, "Actually, there is no need to be confused. There are only two ways in front of you... First, treat nothing happened and get married with An Qi; Second, marry Zuo Lan and carry on the family that originally belonged to you!"

"If it were you, how would you choose?" I asked.

"This is exactly what I want to tell you."

I looked at Han Feng expectantly and waited for him to give me a way to get the best of both worlds.

"Why do you think Zuo Lan is not willing to tell you that Pipi is your son?......I personally analyze that this is a woman with a strong personality. Once she makes a choice, she will not look back. So she would rather take Pipi as a single mother alone, and she would not want you Zhang Yixi to be responsible. Moreover, she should have learned that she was pregnant after leaving Nantong. She must have experienced struggles at that time. Should she want this child?...I happened to meet a man who really loved her and understood her, and supported her to give birth to the child... But unfortunately, this man ultimately failed to give her a lifetime of peace..."

Han Feng thought for a while and continued, "Maybe in Zuo Lan's subconscious, Pipi is not your Zhang Yixi's son at all, but that man's... She must feel guilty towards that man. The only thing she can repay is to treat Pipi as his son!"

I looked at Han Feng in surprise. After his analysis, it seemed that everything had become reasonable. Could it be that this was really a bystander!

Han Feng patted my shoulder and said, "My advice to you is: first find out whether Pipi is your son, if so..."

"If so, how about me?" I asked almost out of control.

"Please make up behind the scenes...I don't think Zuo Lan wants you to do anything. The key question is: Do you want your family to know about this? After all, it is the blood of your Zhang family."

When Han Feng gave me the answer, I fell into silence. In fact, I believed his analysis, because in the years I spent with Zuo Lan, she was indeed a very stubborn woman. Once she made a decision, she never looked back. When she decided to leave me, we were destined not to face each other as a couple again... But, in this life, should I really be silently watching my own son, but I don’t even have a title?...I can’t accept it!

As if seeing through my emotions, Han Feng said to me again: "Zhang Yixi, as a brother, I will say something from the bottom of my heart to you... Don't let An Qi down... You have reached the point of getting married, so you must remember: I wish to win one person's heart and never be separated from you forever!... This sentence is more appropriate to you!"

I was stunned... I wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the ringtone of my phone. I took it out and looked at it. It was my mother called.

"Yixi, when will I go back to the city? I'm ready to cook."

"Mom, I won't go back in the town tonight, so I've had some wine."

My mother's tone was a little unhappy: "Didn't Qingyi agree to you... This afternoon, I went to the supermarket to buy vegetables. I've been busy for a long time. Wouldn't it be a bit unreasonable if you don't come back?"

After a moment of silence, I said, "Then you wait, I'll take a taxi back now."

...........

The winter nights always come so quickly. When I returned to the city, it was already dark even though it was only 7 o'clock. I stood downstairs in the community for a long time before walking towards the elevator entrance. In fact, what I need at this time is quiet. Even if I face my own relatives, it will disturb my already chaotic mood!

After ringing the doorbell, it was my aunt who opened the door for me. The table of dishes was full of food. Under the warm light, it looked very homey. Chen Qingyi was placing dishes and chopsticks. Seeing me outside the door, she smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work... hurry up and wash your hands and have dinner. What my aunt cooks today is what you like to eat!"

I nodded, hid my worries, changed my shoes and walked towards the bathroom.

.........

At the dinner table, the atmosphere of the family was very strong, and everyone was chatting and laughing, but I rarely spoke, and my family was no longer surprised. Since I took An Qi back to the small town last time and did not get my family's approval, I seemed to have become accustomed to silence.

I thought I didn't speak, so I was ignored, but I didn't expect that at the end of the dinner, my mother mentioned the old thing again: "Yixi, your career is gradually stabilizing now. Can you consider getting married... Dad, mom, all I have been thinking about holding my grandson in the past two years."

I raised my head and looked at my mother with a look I didn't know for a long time. I don't know what they would react when they learned that Pipi was my son... Is it angry at my ridiculousness, or is it happy that I already have a four-year-old grandson!

The little aunt next to me poked my arm with chopsticks and said, "Yixi, what kind of strange expression do you have...Brother, sister-in-law, I hope there is nothing wrong with you getting married. You are already 27 years old after the New Year."

Only then did I realize my incompetence: "I'm sorry..."

...........

After dinner, I didn't stay for a moment and immediately returned to my residence. I didn't rest. I sat on the sofa in the living room smoking cigarettes one by one. I tried to find the courage to go to Zuo Lan to verify this matter.

It was already 11 o'clock in the evening, and I was still sitting on the sofa in my original position. Until this time, I was still not prepared to face it.

Finally, I snatched off the cigarette butts in my hand, put on my coat, and walked out the door. No matter how I make a decision in the future, at least I have to know the truth, which is something I can never escape.

I called to the community where Zuo Lan lived, stood alone downstairs for a long time, and finally called Zuo Lan and asked her to come down and give me an answer.

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PS: Tomorrow is my birthday. After 12 o'clock, the website will have a cake making activity, and a cake making page will last for a week... Since the week of the explosion a long time ago, I have not participated in the website's activities. I hope everyone will make cakes together. If you get the first place in cakes among all the birthday authors this month, the website will return all VIP tickets.

Actually, I don’t like to participate in these activities, so I withdraw from the weekly week. However, this birthday is inevitable. Since I have participated, I hope there will be a good result. I hope my readers will be very good... I look forward to the sixth leader readers of this book.
Chapter completed!