Lingxi looks at Xu Yizhi and Meng Xicheng who are looking at each other. There is a subtle atmosphere between them.

The atmosphere even filled the whole ward.

Then he came forward and took the handbag in Yi Zhi's hand. "This is a set of small clothes we bought for our baby. I'll be a little careful and ask Meng Dong to help hand it over to Tingting sister."

"Sister Tingting?" Meng Xicheng chuckled, "Xiao Xi, your mother is my sister. Although she is not your mother, you should call me uncle. As for Tingting, you should call me aunt."

Hearing Meng Xicheng's words, Meng Xinyan looks a little bitter. She hasn't told anyone about it.

"Xi'er, mother didn't tell you before that this is your uncle."

It was the first time that I heard her mother admit that Lingxi called "Uncle" obediently. Naturally, Xu Yizhi wanted to follow Lingxi and called Meng Xicheng "Uncle" as well.

Although it sounds very useful, after all, the president of Hsu group is going to call him uncle, so the relationship between the two groups will be relaxed, just There's no way for his old lady.

Just wanted them not to call themselves "Uncle", but after all, Xinyan is still here. If Xinyan misunderstands that she is not willing to admit this "niece", she must be very sad, right?

When he thought about it like this, he just let out a "um". Just now, he wanted to ask Xin Yan's question, which had been interrupted by them.

He wanted to know who the father of mengzimiao and Zidi was, and where the child in her stomach when she left home was now. At that time, he was worried that it would arouse her sadness, so he never asked. Today, it was not easy to see her in a good mood and wanted to inquire, so they came in.

"Mr. Xu, I want to have a chat with you alone. Let's go out and talk about it." He still called Xu Yizhi as "general manager Xu", and his relationship naturally became more distant.

Xu Yizhi looked into his eyes, "OK."

Two people go out, Ling Xi this just sat at the edge of the bed, Meng Xin Yan took Ling Xi's hand, distressed to say: "Xi son, mother also has something to say with you."

"Ma, you say, I listen."

"At that time, my mother got pregnant before she got married. She didn't want to accept the marriage arranged by your grandmother and grandfather, so she escaped."

It turns out that such a bloody thing happened to my mother.

"Where's the child?"

"She..." Meng Xin Yan's eyes appeared a touch of pain, "she was sent by me."

"Give it away?" Lingxi didn't show much surprise. After all, it can't be Mencius Di and Mencius Miao. That day in the ward, Meng Xicheng said it was "27 years". Miaomiao and Xiaodi are still young. How can we say that the child should be 26 years old now? "Then he should be my age now."

Tears welled up in Meng Xinyan's eyes. "Yes, just like you, at that time, my mother didn't have any money with her. My mother couldn't support the child. That's why Leaving the child to the man, Xi'er, do you think mom is selfish? "

Hearing Meng Xinyan's words, Lingxi's heart is aching. Mother must miss that child very much, right? "No, I know. It's also for the good of the child that mother keeps the child."

It's just that man "Mom, that man is The child's own father? "