The rich and powerful family: Leng Shao, please don't tease!

In the ward, Ling Yuanshan ate one mouthful after another, eating very slowly.

Ling Ziyang was patient like never before, and his former arrogance and impatience were completely gone in the blink of an eye.

Feeling unspeakably relieved, his eyes indicated that it was all right, and hearing Ling Ziyang urging him to eat a few more bites, Ling Yuanshan smiled and said: "I have to eat one bite at a time, don't worry. Why, when Dad is seventy or eighty, you don't care about me No?"

"What are you talking about?"

Ling Ziyang got up a little uncomfortably, and went to put away the bowl.

There was some silence in the ward, and Ling Ziyang felt a little unspeakable embarrassment.

Since he found out that he is not Ling Yuanshan's biological son, this is the first time he has been alone with Ling Yuanshan in a long time.

While admonishing himself in his heart, it should be the same as before, and at the same time, he felt extremely awkward, Ling Ziyang didn't even know where to put his hands and feet.

I went to wash the dishes, washed another apple and came over, picked up the fruit knife and slowly peeled, peeled, and broke it. Soon, there was a pile of long and short apple peels on hand.

Looking at the pitted and peeled apple in his hand, Ling Ziyang sighed softly, threw away the apple, and took out a banana from the fruit basket.

After peeling the skin, he stepped forward, just as Ling Ziyang handed it over, Ling Yuanshan shook his head and refused with a smile.

Ling Ziyang lowered his head sadly.

This is the first time he has taken care of someone since he grew up so big. As a son, he is really dereliction of duty.

"Zi Yang..."

Ling Yuanshan's gentle voice sounded in his ear, Ling Ziyang raised his eyes and saw him pat the side of the bed, beckoning him to sit down.

"Zi Yang, you heard me quarreling with your mother a while ago?"

Looking at Ling Ziyang, who looked a little awkwardly, Ling Yuanshan asked softly.

Subconsciously wanting to shake his head, Ling Ziyang fell silent for a moment.

"You think that you are not my son, and you have no right to fight for anything, so, in the company, you no longer compete with Wei Wei, and you don't know how to face me, so you simply don't even go home?"

With his thoughts exposed, Ling Ziyang felt as if a hole had been ripped out of his heart.

"me……"

Hey, Ling Ziyang didn't know what to say.

Said that even if I am not your son, I am willing to treat you as a father?

But in the past 20 years, Ling Yuanshan's father was competent, but his son was not at all shameful.

say sorry?

But he didn't even know where he was wrong, so how could he apologize?

His eyes were a little bit astringent, Ling Ziyang sat on the edge of the hospital bed, unable to speak a word.

"Zi Yang, if Dad said that Dad knew that you were not my son a long time ago, would you feel a little better in your heart?"

His throat was astringent, and before Ling Ziyang could figure out how to face Ling Yuanshan, the words that he would never forget rang in his ears.

Looking back at Ling Yuanshan in disbelief, Ling Ziyang's mind went blank.

Ling Yuanshan's expression remained the same.

"I went to kindergarten at the age of three, and the kindergarten gave you a unified physical examination. When I got your medical examination report, I knew it."

With a calm voice and soft eyes, Ling Yuanshan said with a smile: "You are type AB blood."

Seeing Ling Ziyang staring at him blankly, as if he didn't understand, Ling Yuanshan continued: "I am type O, your mother is type B, our child can only be type O or type B, and absolutely cannot be type AB .”

"So, when I was three years old, you knew that I was not your son, but you still treated me like I was your son..."

All kinds of past experiences appeared in his mind like a movie, and Ling Ziyang's eyes turned red all of a sudden.

Ling Yuanshan smiled and nodded, "Being kind is not as good as raising kindness. I believe that as long as I treat you well and exchange my heart for my heart, you will understand one day."

Turning his head to look at the wall beside him, tears welled up in Ling Ziyang's eyes.