At this moment, Zhao Jingyan felt a sense of suffocation attacking all the blood in his body.
He held Jiang Yimian's hand tightly and stared at her for a moment.
After a long while, he said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Jiang Yimian, who is this child?"
His voice had a suppressed tremor.
Jiang Yimian's heart was beating violently at this moment. He stabilized his mind, forced a smile, looked at his daughter, and said warmly: "An'an, where is Grandma Li?"
Zhao Jingyan, who was standing next to her, didn't say anything more, but looked at the scene in front of her with a tense expression.
His eyes fell on the little guy's chubby face, and his heart suddenly throbbed.
The little guy also noticed his burning gaze at this moment. He couldn't help but feel timid and stepped back. Then he looked at Jiang Yimian again and whispered back: "Grandma Li is asleep..."
As the little guy finished speaking, Grandma Li's voice came from inside the house: "Is Mianmian back?"
Jiang Yimian responded quickly and smiled slowly: "An An seems to have mistaken me again."
"This child probably misses his mother too much." Grandma Li walked to the door at this time, smiled very kindly, looked at Zhao Jingyan, and asked: "Mianmian, what is this?"
Jiang Yimian thought about it again and again and replied softly: "It's a..."
"Hello, I am Mianmian's husband." Zhao Jingyan interrupted her and introduced herself politely.
"Husband?" A little voice suddenly sounded, full of doubts. I wanted to ask my mother, but I remembered Grandma Li's advice.
Finally, he looked up at Grandma Li and asked in a low voice: "Grandma, what does husband mean?"
Why does the uncle in front of me say that he is my mother's husband?
The little guy's big eyes flickered, wanting to see the uncle, but he was afraid of getting into trouble.
I can only take a sneak peek from time to time.
"Is your name An An?" Zhao Jingyan lowered his eyes and looked at the little guy in front of him, and asked as softly as possible.
The little guy has twin tails, his skin is very white and tender, and his big round eyes are full of curiosity.
"My mother doesn't let me talk to strangers." The little guy said and hid behind Grandma Li again, looking scared.
Zhao Jingyan's heart suddenly ached, but he still pursed his lips and smiled lightly: "Uncle, can I give you a hug?"
The little guy was still a little hesitant. He looked up at his mother. When he saw his mother shaking her head, he said firmly: "No."
Zhao Jingyan's eyes suddenly dimmed, but the thoughts in his heart became stronger.
"An'an just feels a bit resigned." Grandma Li said with a smile: "Mianmian, do you want to come in and sit down?"
"No, it's better not to bother Grandma Li." Jiang Yimian smiled and declined, "I have some things to do when I come back this time, so I won't bother Grandma Li and An An."
As she spoke, she bent down and looked at the little guy again, and said softly: "An'an also needs to listen to grandma, you know?"
Although the little guy was reluctant to let his mother leave, he still nodded obediently.
When the door of the room was closed again, the smile on Zhao Jingyan's face faded away, and he looked at Jiang Yimian with deep eyes: "Mianmian, even if you hide some things from me, I can find out by myself. So, who is that child?"
Is she my daughter?"
A series of coincidences forced him to doubt.
When Jiang Yimian heard this, his body suddenly stiffened.
She lowered her eyes and looked at her feet. After a long moment, she answered softly: "No."
"Mianmian, it's best not to lie to me again." Zhao Jingyan approached step by step, his voice a bit depressed.
"No……"
As she finished speaking, a rapid ringtone from her cell phone broke the silence between the two. This chapter has been completed!