Xu Yazheng was unsure. The morning sun shined through the window and laid a layer of golden brilliance on the ground. It should be warm and soft, and I don’t know if it was the scorching heat of midsummer that made Xu Yazheng feel like a light on his back.
With her older nephew in one hand, she leaned on the hospital bed, with a lazy smell, staring at her with a smile, looking sunny and docile, but she was inexplicably breathless.
Xu Yimo did not urge him, Xu Yazheng brought him to Cecilia’s side. His wife is so smart, it is impossible for her to make impulsive actions without asking for proof. She wants to confirm that she will definitely do it with one hand. All Xu Yazheng.
It took a long time for Xu Yazheng to stabilize her emotions. She staggered her eyes so as not to look at Xu Yimo. She poured herself a glass of water. After she raised her head and drank it, she swallowed her saliva to relieve tension, and then she held the cup and said: “Veronica asked. I, she was holding your and sister’s DNA test. I couldn’t perfuse her, so I told her.”
Xu Yimo’s eyelids drooped slightly: “Then, is there any part of my life experience that I don’t know? For example…” He opened his eyelids again, his dark eyes were sharp as eagles, “Who is my father?”
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