Chapter 250 Isn’t the child his?

Chapter 250 Isn’t the child his?

The child died when he was born?

No, that child is still alive. Baidu searches to read more good novels for free.

When Ling Xiao thought of the face that was somewhat similar to him, his heart felt like a knife cut.

I still remember meeting him for the first time in the United States. He smiled so flatteringly, "Hi, I heard that you came from Haicheng. We are half a fellow villager. For our destiny, I will protect you from now on, how about it?"

He came with a group of little brothers in a fierce manner, scaring away everyone near his dining table, but when he came to him, he smiled like a harmless rabbit.

He had just arrived in the United States and reported to school on the first day. Looking at the stranger in front of him who had met for the first time, he felt puzzled, "Who are you?"

He smiled and deserved a beating, "Didn't you find that we look very similar? Maybe we are brothers who have been separated for many years."

At that time, he only felt that this boy with a golden retriever might have a brain disease, so he naturally distanced him from a thousand miles away. "Boy, my parents only gave birth to me one son, so don't mess with me."

Unexpectedly, he raised his eyebrows and said, "That's not necessarily!"

Then he pointed at him with great domineering attitude and said, "Anyway, I am sure that Annian is a must. If someone dares to bully you without eyes, I will definitely kill him."

After saying that, he took a group of little brothers and left in a swagger.

At that time, he felt that this kid wanted to learn from others to be the boss and wanted to be crazy!

But after that day, he came to him every day, with a very good temper, and let him drive him away with a cold face, and he always smiled.

He said he wanted to cover him and let him walk sideways in school, but he had to help them wipe their butts often. For this reason, he inexplicably became the boss of a group of gangsters. Search on Baidu to read more good novels for free.

"Xiao'er, Xiao'er?"

Old Mrs. Ling's anxious call pulled Ling Xiao back from her memory.

Seeing that Ling Xiao looked very bad, the old lady comforted him, "That child has no chance with us. Now we have Xi'er. This is God's favor for us."

Not destined?

A deep pain flashed through Ling Xiao's eyes. When he died in a car accident half a year ago, he held his hand tightly and said, "Brother, I have always had a secret that I haven't told you. Actually, I am really your younger brother. My name is Annian and my mother's surname is Anlan."

Too late.

When he knew this secret, he could only watch him die before him.

"He is not dead."

"What?"

Ling Xiao suddenly said to Old Lady Ling, "He did not die, he lived for 22 years."

He was sent to the United States as soon as he was born, and he never lived openly. No one knew about his existence after his death. He did not want him to be forgotten after his death.

Old Mrs. Ling looked at him in shock, her body trembled slightly, "Are you talking about your brother?"

Ling Xiao said, "Yes, he was not dead. He was sent to the United States as soon as he was born. He took his mother's surname and was named Annian."

Old Mrs. Ling shook her head tremblingly, "No, it's impossible, I obviously saw your brother's body with my own eyes."

Ling Xiao suddenly pulled up the curtains, and the sunset outside the window made him feel extremely dazzling at this moment. "No one has seen the child before he was born. How can you be sure that the body is my brother?"

Old Mrs. Ling opened her mouth and couldn't speak for a long time.

It took a long time before she found her voice and walked quickly to Ling Xiao, "You said he is still alive, where is he?"

Looking at the old lady's reaction, Ling Xiao's heart was even more painful and his voice was hoarse, "He died, he died in a car accident at the beginning of the year."

"Die...dead?"

Old Mrs. Ling's face turned pale, and she fell to the ground in a few seconds.

"grandmother."

Ling Xiao hurriedly supported her and carefully asked her to sit down.

Old Mrs. Ling opened her mouth and kept trembling. After a while, she cried out, "What kind of evil did our Ling family do?"

Listening to this heart-wrenching voice, Ling Xiao suddenly felt a little regretful and told the old lady about Annian, but he had to figure out some things.

For example, does Dad know that Annian is still alive?

Why did Anlan use dead babies to hide the truth and send An Nian, who was born, to the United States and secretly raise it up.

Ling Xiao also wondered about these questions back then.

Due to Anlan's past deeds, Ling Xiao guessed that the reason why Annian was sent to the United States when she was born was because he was not his father's bloodline.

He also called An Lan personally to question An Nian's identity, and the results he got were consistent with what he guessed.

Therefore, over the years, he hated Anlan more and more.

But now that Xi'er's identity has been confirmed, Ling Xiao began to doubt it. What he always thought might not be what he thought.

Unfortunately, Annian was already dead, his body was burned to ashes and buried in a foreign land.

"Why is he sent away as soon as he is born?"

Although he couldn't bear it, after the old lady was calmer, Ling Xiao still asked, "Is it because his father suspected that the child was not his?"

The old lady shook her head, and she choked in a hoarse voice, "I don't know, they had moved out at that time."

Ling Xiao rubbed his face and said to the old lady, "I'll get something."

Not long after, Ling Xiao came in with two photo albums.

The old lady was in a much calmer mood at this moment. Ling Xiao handed her a smaller album, "This is what I found when I packed up Annian's relics, and there are photos of him since he was a child."

Old Mrs. Ling took it over, opened the album, and photos of babies appeared in front of her.

The full moonlight of Annen, 100 days of commemoration, anniversary, two-year birthday...

Just after looking at the previous two pages, Old Mrs. Ling was already crying, "This child looks exactly the same as your father when he was a child. He is the blood of our Ling family..."

The blood on Ling Xiao's face disappeared, and his hands clenched into fists.

Annian is actually his younger brother to the same father and mother.

Since that's the case, why did Anlan send him away and why didn't Annian recognize him?

Ling Xiao knew the best how much Ling Huaqing loved him, but if he knew that An Nian was his son, he would definitely cherish and cultivate him more.

Ling Xiao remembered An Lan's confident tone and said to Old Lady Ling, "After knowing An Nian's identity, I personally called my mother to question her, and she said An Nian was not my father's child."

Old Mrs. Ling shook her head and said with a very confident tone, "Impossible, he is your father's child. Your father's brothers are the most delicate, with red lips and white teeth. Everyone praises him for his beauty and thinks he is a girl. The child in this photo looks exactly the same as when he was a child."

When talking, the old lady quickly turned back until Annian became an adult, and her facial features were still somewhat similar to those when Ling Huaqing was young.

The old lady's tears were almost drying, and she said to Ling Xiao in pain, "An Nian is your father's child, and Xi'er is your father's child, but why, why did it turn out like this..."

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