Lin Xikai is the person she cares most now, but these people mercilessly opened her heart and stabbed her heart one by one until the flesh was blurred, and they didn't plan to stop.

Lin Yiran trembled and tightened the chest of her clothes. Her arms couldn't help but tremble and slowly slid down the wall.

Lin Yiran, who was slumped on the ground, just stood there in a daze.

Tears were always in her eyes, but she couldn't cry.

Lin Xikai opened the door and walked out. Looking at Lin Yiran sitting on the ground, he ran back to the room and handed it over with the cushion: "Mom, why are you still sitting on the ground if you don't let me sit on the ground?"

Looking at Lin Xikai, Lin Yiran's heart softened instantly.

She took the little man in front of her into her arms: "I'm sorry... it's mom who's sorry for you..."

Facing Lin Xikai, Lin Yiran really doesn’t know what to say except for being sorry.

She can be cowardly, inferior, and wants to escape when encountering problems.

Now that Lin Xikai has, she doesn’t want to hide or escape anymore.

Lin Xikai blinked his beautiful eyes, pursed his lips, and raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of Lin Yiran's eyes.

"When I was in the hotel, I was sleeping in the room...Uncle Li came to see me..." He sat on the ground like Lin Yiran, lowered his eyes, and his hands overlapped nervously: "Mom, Uncle Li is my father, right?"

Lin Yiran raised her head suddenly.

She didn't dare to think that this sentence would come out of Lin Xikai's mouth.

How to answer?

Lin Yiran looked at the child sitting opposite him tremblingly.

In recent years, Lin Xikai's sensible never asked why he didn't see his father.

He only said a few times occasionally whether Uncle Yanlin could be his father.

Lin Yiran once thought about how she would answer if Lin Xikai asked one day.

Now that Lin Yiran really faced those clear eyes, she couldn't even say a word.

She was silent for a long time and found that she could not face this problem easily.

Lin Xikai did not continue to ask questions. He just stood up and wanted to help Lin Yiran who was slumped on the ground.

The child's attention changed quickly. After Lin Yiran got up, Lin Xikai's gaze fell on the sofa in the living room: "Mom, do we have a sofa?"

His voice was a little excited, as if he had forgotten the ferocity of the old man from the Li family to him, and forgot to know if Li Hanxuan was his father...

As for yes, or not.

Lin Yiran really doesn't know how to answer such a question.

If one day Lin Xikai knew the truth and knew that Lin Yiran had deceived him, he would hate her.

Lin Yiran thought to leave everything to time. When Lin Xikai grows up, she will explain this issue carefully to him.

Lin Xikai said he wanted to eat hot noodle soup, but Lin Yiran happened to find noodles at home, so the two of them finished their dinner with a bowl of noodles and a poached egg.

Although the dinner was simple, Lin Xikai was still having fun.

Looking at Lin Xikai who was dancing with her hands after eating a bite of noodles, Lin Yiran sighed deeply when she remembered that Li Hanxuan only liked to eat the hot noodle soup she made.

It seems that even the food you like to eat will be inherited.

After dinner, I played with Lin Xikai for a while and watched an animated movie. Lin Xikai rubbed his eyes and said he wanted to go to bed...

Before she could tell a story, Lin Xikai, who was lying on the bed, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Lin Yiran tiptoed out of the children's room, for fear of waking Lin Xikai up.

After looking at the time, Lin Yiran sat at the table to prepare to draw a design manuscript.

This is the contract she and Gu Qingmoxin signed.

She can be angry, angry, wronged, or she can speak up for herself, but she cannot be decadent.

Money still has to be made.

She always has to live a more realistic life, and she also has what others have.

Chapter completed!