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Chapter 50 He Calls Me Uncle

Gong Ze answered the phone call, walked to Xuan Xiaoxiao's side in a leisurely manner, and said softly, "Xuan Rou's child is lost."

Xuan Xiaoxiao's expression was complicated for a moment.

Ian looked up at the woman with a complex expression: "Who is Xuanrou?"

He already knew Xuan Xiaoxiao's name, the name Xuan Rou, and it had something to do with Xuan Xiaoxiao as soon as he heard it.

What's more, only the two of them knew about it, but he didn't, which made Ian feel a little uncomfortable.

Xuan Xiaoxiao patted his head, watching the little boy rubbing against his palm like a cat, he couldn't help showing a happy smile, and the negativity he had just had disappeared in an instant.

She smiled and said, "Xuanrou is my older sister."

Ian looked at Xuan Xiaoxiao who clearly had a different expression: "Then do you want to see her?"

Gong Ci took it lightly: "If you don't want to go, don't go."

Xuan Xiaoxiao chuckled: "I'm not as holy as you think, it doesn't matter to me if her child is gone."

There was a slight smile in Gong Ci's eyes, without saying anything more, the three of them got into the car and drove towards the palace house.

Xuan Xiaoxiao thought about meeting Grandpa Gong as granddaughter-in-law soon, so she sat nervously in the car.

The emotions aroused by learning about Xuan Rou just now gradually disappeared.

hospital.

Xuanrou was lying on the bed, watching Yan Chenyue walk in with a cloth bag in his arms, guessing something, his expression froze.

Yan Chenyue didn't speak, just looked at her quietly while holding the child.

Xuanrou couldn't resist after all, she was on the verge of tears, and said bitterly: "Why do you bring it to see me?"

Yan Chenyue gently patted the child in his arms: "You don't want to see him, is it because you feel ashamed of him?"

Xuan Rou seemed to have not heard it, and was still crying: "Chen Yue, he can't stay, and there will be such a day sooner or later."

Yan Chenyue patted the child's hand for a while, then slowly raised his eyes, his eye sockets were filled with red bloodshot eyes: "Why can't you stay, what did you tell me before?"

"You said you would give birth to him and make him a child of Ji's family, and Ji Qingze's child! You said it was because I was unable to protect you, and you said that as long as I have the ability and power..."

As he spoke, tears flowed from his red eyes, but this time, Yan Chenyue didn't wipe it away.

He just hugged the child and looked at the silent Xuan Rou.

Xuanrou was speechless for a while, looking at Yan Chenyue in front of her, she felt a little strange for a while.

But she ignored these thoughts, "Chen Yue, Ji's children all need paternity tests, we, we can't take this risk, you know?"

"Actually, I didn't intend to kill the child, but at that time, you pushed me, and the child..."

"You're talking nonsense! It was you who took my hand and then fell down by yourself..."

Xuanrou choked up for a moment, and slowly shed tears: "Actually, I came to you to tell you that I have already figured it out. Instead of marrying Ji Qingze with a child, it is better to marry a man I love and also loves me." , I want to take the child and fly away with you!"

"Chen Yue, think about it carefully, did you push me, how could I kill the child myself, I am a mother!"

Yan Chenyue shook his head in confusion in Xuanrou's bewitching tone, "No! No!"

He clearly remembered that Xuanrou fell down by himself.

"Chen Yue, because you killed your child with your own hands, in order to avoid the condemnation of your conscience, you made up a memory yourself. You clearly know that the child died because of you..."

"No! No! I don't believe it!"

Yan Chenyue gradually felt that his memory was really blurred, and he heard Xuan Rou's gentle but condemning voice: "Our child was killed by you, and by his father. Now, Aren't you supposed to protect his mother?"

Yan Chenyue looked at the cloth bag in his hand, really, did he kill his own flesh and blood?
On the bed, looking at Yan Chenyue who was in a daze, Xuan Rou took a deep and slow breath. She knew Yan Chenyue, so she naturally knew how to break him.

Now, it's time for Yan Chenyue to sacrifice for himself.

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palace house.

Xuan Xiaoxiao looked nervously at Grandpa Gong opposite.

Grandpa Gong smiled heartily: "Daughter-in-law, are you done with work?"

"Uh...yes, I'm done."

Xuan Xiaoxiao replied with a dry smile, looking at the appearance of Grandpa Gong, his face was rosy and clear, he looked very normal!

Could it be that Grandpa Gong has recovered from his illness?
But if this is the case, why does Gong Ci have to pretend to be his wife.

On the side, Ian, with a dark face and an anxious face, drank the tea in his cup angrily. He had always had this expression ever since he heard Grandpa Gong address Xuan Xiaoxiao.

Gong Ci glanced lightly, didn't say much, just drank the tea in his teacup, but just this one glance already made Ian very upset.

But because of Xuan Xiaoxiao's presence, Ian couldn't vent in public, so he could only sit sullenly and wait for Xuan Xiaoxiao and Grandpa Gong to finish talking.

Soon, Xuan Xiao's novel was over, and it was time for Grandpa Gong to take a lunch break. As soon as Grandpa Gong left, Ian immediately pestered him.

"Sister, why did grandpa call you granddaughter-in-law? Are you married to uncle?" Ian asked the question that had been entangled all morning, his face was full of grievances.

"Didn't my sister say she wanted to marry Ian? Could it be that my sister is lying to Ian?"

The pouting appearance of the male and female delicate boy is really endearing. Xuan Xiaoxiao gently pinched his little face, and couldn't help feeling that his skin is so good.

"My sister pretended to be with my uncle just to comfort Grandpa Gong. My sister said she would marry little Ian. How could she break her promise?"

Only then did Ian smile with satisfaction, letting his delicate face be trampled by Xuan Xiaoxiao.

Gong Ci on the side had already darkened his face: "Xuan Xiaoxiao, are you going to marry Ian?"

Also, why is he called Miss Xuan, and he is called uncle.

Xuan Xiaoxiao turned her head and winked at Gong Ci, who frowned even tighter: "What do you mean?"

"I forbid you to marry Ian."

Xuan Xiaoxiao had a speechless expression: "How can you take what a child says seriously, Mr. Gong, you are really serious."

Ian's face collapsed in an instant, and he held Xuan Xiaoxiao's clothes carefully: "Sister, I'm not young anymore, my uncle said I'm 14 years old, sister, aren't you only 19?"

Xuan Xiaoxiao smiled dryly. Originally, she planned to coax Ian so that Ian would not be sad, but who knew that the palace speech would expose him.

Angrily glaring at Gong Ci, Xuan Xiaoxiao patted Ian's head: "You're still young, so we'll talk about it when you grow up, okay?"

Unwilling, Ian wanted to say something more, but when Xuan Xiaoxiao looked at him, there was only love for the child in his eyes, and he slumped his shoulders in frustration.

Standing up from the chair sullenly, he said dejectedly, "I'll go out for a stroll."

Xuan Xiaoxiao watched Ian leave the living room, and shook her head with a broken smile. This child still wants to marry herself, and she will never have such thoughts when she grows up.

Seeing that Ian had left, Gong Ci stepped forward and was silent for a while, almost when Xuan Xiaoxiao thought he wouldn't be talking, he spoke.

"Ian called your sister."

Xuan Xiaoxiao looked at the serious man strangely: "Yeah, what's wrong?"

Gong Ci's eyebrows trembled slightly, and he said seriously: "He called me uncle."

Xuan Xiaoxiao didn't react at first, and after a while in his head, he understood the meaning of Gongci's words, and couldn't help laughing out loud: "Puchi! You are actually struggling with this matter, hahahahaha, Let me laugh for a while, hahaha..."

Gong Ci looked at the woman leaning back and forth with a serious face, not understanding what was so funny about it.

"He should call me brother."

But he still expresses his meaning with a strict stand.

Xuan Xiaoxiao held back a smile and answered him: "What's the use of you telling me, go find little Ian!"

Gong Ci was silent for a while, as if he realized that it was useless to find Xuan Xiaoxiao. He looked at the smiling woman in front of him, and suddenly said, "If you smile again, I will kiss you."

The laughter stopped abruptly, and Xuan Xiaoxiao looked at Gong Ci with a horrified expression.

Gong Ci was somewhat satisfied with Xuan Xiaoxiao's knowledge, but for some reason, he actually felt a little bit regretful.

But looking at the frightened look on Xuan Xiaoxiao's face, Gong Ci walked out of the living room in satisfaction.

Xuan Xiaoxiao sat alone on the chair, and the man's words seemed to echo in her ears: "If you laugh again, I will kiss you."

The cycle continued, and Xuan Xiaoxiao patted his face that was getting hotter with some shame.

"It's so hot!"

Talking self-deceivingly, Xuan Xiaoxiao went upstairs and returned to her room familiarly.

As soon as she entered the room, she quickly got into the soft velvet quilt, wrapped herself into a cocoon, and blushed silently in the quilt...

Gongci downstairs didn't know that Xuan Xiaoxiao was shy because of his own words, so he found Ian in the garden.

Ian is a delicate and fragile teenager, which is fully demonstrated in front of Xuan Xiaoxiao.

But in front of Gong Ci, he is just a wolf cub ready to move, waiting to tear the enemy's throat.

It is a young wolf, on the one hand, because of Ian's age, and on the other hand, because he has lost his memory, and he doesn't know how to hide many things.

Although Ian is now relying on instinct to pretend that he is just a well-behaved young man in front of Xuan Xiaoxiao, but from Gong Ci's point of view, everything about him is invisible, as if it is transparent.

Ian himself should be aware of this. If Ian is a wolf cub, then Gong Ci is an adult lion, handsome, rich, and has a perfect mind.

In these respects, Ian is still too young. Maybe in ten years or so, he will be able to stand at the same height as Gong Ci, but right now, he can't beat him, at least right now.

Gong Ci knew this, and so did Ian.

Ian's current appearance is still so delicate, but his face lacks the innocence of a teenager and the deliberate disguise in front of Xuan Xiaoxiao these days.

He looked provocatively at the mature and intimidating man in front of him: "Don't even think about it, I will never call you brother."

His thin lips parted slightly, and it was just an understatement, but it managed to make Ian's eyes widen.

(End of this chapter)