Lin Xikai was the person she cared about most now, but these people ruthlessly ripped open her heart and stabbed her in the heart again and again until the flesh and blood were mutilated, and they did not intend to stop.

Lin Yiran tremblingly clenched the chest of her clothes, her arms couldn't stop trembling and slowly slid down the wall.

Lin Yiran, who was slumped on the ground, just stayed there.

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

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

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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...Mom is sorry for you..."

Facing Lin Xikai, Lin Yiran really didn't know what to say other than sorry.

She can be cowardly, she can have low self-esteem, and she can want to escape when things happen.

Now that she has Lin Xikai, 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 followed Lin Yiran's example and sat on the ground, lowered his eyes, and looked at me.

The little hands folded together nervously: "Mom, Uncle Li is my father, right?"

Lin Yiran raised her head suddenly.

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

How to answer?

Lin Yiran looked at the child sitting opposite with her whole body trembling.

In the past few years, Lin Xikai was sensible and never asked why he didn't see his father.

He only occasionally said a few times whether he could let Uncle Yan Lin be his father.

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

Now that she was really facing those clear eyes, Lin Yiran 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, he just stood up and wanted to help Lin Yiran who was lying on the ground.

The child's attention changed quickly. After Lin Yiran stood up, Lin Xikai's eyes 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 how cruel the Li family's grandfather was to him, and had forgotten to want to know if Li Hanxuan was his father...

As for yes or no.

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

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

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

Lin Xikai said he wanted to eat hot soup noodles, and Lin Yiran happened to find dried 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 still enjoyed it.

Seeing Lin Xikai dancing with joy after taking a bite of noodles, and remembering that Li Hanxuan only liked to eat the hot soup noodles she made, Lin Yiran sighed.

It seems that even the food you like to eat can 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 was going to bed...

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

Lin Yiran quietly exited the children's room, for fear of waking up Lin Xikai.

After checking the time, Lin Yiran sat at the table and prepared a design manuscript.

This is the new contract she signed with Gu Qingmo.

She can be angry, angry, aggrieved, and grievances for herself, but she cannot be decadent.

Money still has to be earned.

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


Chapter completed!