Leng Xuemu stretched out her hand to hold him, and said calmly, "Where are you going?"

Xiao Ziyun pursed her mouth, fearful, and wronged: "Mom...I want to find my mother, but she fell down..."

Leng Xuemu's expression moved slightly, the anger in her heart seemed to dissipate a lot in an instant, replaced by a subconscious worry.

Did she fall?

When she was in the movie theater just now, her hand seemed to be trampled, it was red and swollen, and she didn't know what happened now.

He took the child away and didn't let her in, how anxious would she be?

One guess after another appeared in Leng Xuemu's heart, and all the anger in her heart turned into worry and a little bewildered irritability.

Xiao Ziyun kept sobbing, looking at Leng Xuemu with a little fear.

But when he thought of his mother falling to the ground and no one to help him, the fear in his heart was not so important.

"Let go of me, I'm going to find my mother!" Xiao Ziyun's small hand grabbed Leng Xuemu's hand, trying to break free from his grasp.

Leng Xuemu looked at Xiao Ziyun who was very close to him, and complained and sullen towards Xu Ruoyou again.

"What are you looking for her for? From now on, you live with me and you don't need to look for her!" Leng Xuemu said coldly with a sullen face.

Xiao Ziyun cried with her mouth flattened: "I don't want you, I want my mother, I want my mother... woo..."

"Then you don't want Dad?" Leng Xuemu was upset by his crying, and said directly.

After I finished speaking, I felt that it was a bit too straightforward to say that. The child only regarded him as a strange uncle, and suddenly said that he was his father. How could he accept it so quickly when he was a child who was less than three years old?

Leng Xuemu was hesitating, but saw that Xiao Ziyun suddenly stopped crying, and stared at him with a pair of round eyes, a little curious and hopeful.

He suddenly remembered that when Xiao Ziyun saw him for the first time, he seemed to call him "Dad" twice, and he suddenly wondered, did Xu Ruoyou tell the child something, and was about to ask him, but Xiao Ziyun suddenly opened the door mouth.

"You... are you my father?" Xiao Ziyun's voice trembled a little, showing a little uncertainty.

Leng Xuemu raised her eyebrows to look at him, and said in a low voice: "Didn't you call me Dad when we first met in the restaurant? Since you don't know me, why did you call me that?"

Xiao Ziyun lowered her head and said vaguely, "I've seen your picture on my mother's phone. When my mother is in a bad mood, she will stare at that picture..."

Leng Xuemu's eyes lit up suddenly, and she asked subconsciously: "Really? Your mother has my photo?"

Xiao Ziyun nodded, then frowned and shook her head, Qiqi Aiai said: "I don't know if it's your photo, but it looks like it."

That's right, even if a child under three years old doesn't see him for a while, he will probably forget it, not to mention the difficulty of comparing the person in the photo with the real person, he is not sure. It is also normal.

But since he would mention it, it proves that it is true.

If Xu Ruoyou just wanted to cheat him out of money, why did he keep his photo?

"Are you... are you really my father?" Seeing that Leng Xuemu was silent, Xiao Ziyun asked again.

Leng Xuemu looked at him, thought for a while, and asked, "If I were your father, would you feel happy?"

Xiao Ziyun frowned slightly, and said solemnly: "I would be very happy before, but now I am unhappy, why are you doing this to my mother?"

On Xiao Ziyun's small face, there was a questioning expression.

Leng Xuemu was stunned, but she didn't expect him to say such a thing, and the regret that was already in her heart suddenly became heavier.

But he felt unwilling, he was the one who was deceived, and he was the one who was kept in the dark. If he hadn't seen this scene today, he might never have known about it. He saw it twice and felt very sad every time. The kind little child would actually be his own son.

Although Xu Ruoyou didn't admit it personally, he was very sure that his guess was correct.

He was suddenly a little puzzled. It seemed that when he was facing Nuoya, this feeling was not so obvious. Instead, he was a little more confused and uncertain.

But Nuoya obviously passed the paternity test, and it is certain that his daughter is the right one.

He has such a mentality, and he doesn't know what the reason is.

"Your mother took you to hide, so that your father would not find you. Don't you want to see your father?" Leng Xuemu looked at Xiao Ziyun and said in a deep voice.

Xiao Ziyun frowned and said: "Mom told me that Dad had important things to do in another place, so she didn't come to see me, and she didn't hide Ziyun!"

Compared with the father who just met, Xiao Ziyun still believes in the mother who has been with him all the time.

Leng Xuemu snorted coldly, she actually lied to a child like this, so when the child grows up, what excuses would she have to use to prevaricate?Said he died?

When Leng Xuemu thought of this, she became angry, and the feeling of regret in her heart just now was overwhelmed by the anger.

"Then if your mother really won't let you be with your father, what will you do?" Leng Xuemu thought for a while and continued to ask.

"Of course it's with mom! Mom is a woman and needs Xiao Ziyun's protection. Dad, you are a man and you can take care of yourself. Xiao Ziyun will visit you often!" Xiao Ziyun replied without thinking. .

Leng Xuemu was stunned for a moment, looking at his serious face, she suddenly felt like laughing.

What's wrong with him, do you expect children to understand the contradictions between adults?

In the child's heart, being together doesn't have so much additional meaning, and not being together doesn't mean any absolute meaning. In his heart, it means being here today and being there tomorrow. I'm afraid he still thinks it's quite interesting. .

"I'm going to find my mother, can you take me to find my mother?" Xiao Ziyun was very worried about her mother who fell downstairs, frowned and pulled Leng Xuemu's clothes, begging.

Leng Xuemu looked at his little face, she didn't know if she couldn't bear it, or if she really felt that Xu Ruoyou's punishment was enough, she nodded and said, "Okay, I'll take you to find your mother..."

"Great, let's go, Dad!" Xiao Ziyun cheered, and pulled Leng Xuemu out with a happy smile, and called 'Dad' very naturally.

Leng Xuemu listened to the soft and waxy milk voice calling herself by such a name, the ice that had accumulated in her heart for many years seemed to be melted by something in an instant, her heart was warm, and a very happy emotion came from her heart come out.

The warmth seemed to go straight from his heart to his limbs, making him feel clearer in an instant.

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