Little milk bag looking for relatives

"Yes, baby, there is a smart mole here." Shen Siwan replied with a soft smile.

Xing Luo was her child, and she would remember every inch of his body even if it was a small scar or mole.

"yeah!"

Shen Xingluo suddenly cheered, turned around and hugged Shen Siwan, jumping and jumping.

"Why are you so happy all of a sudden, baby?"

The sink was a bit high, so Shen Xingluo usually stepped on a chair to wash. When he jumped, the chair swayed from side to side, making it look precarious and dangerous.

Shen Siwan worriedly supported him, warning softly that it would be dangerous.

Shen Xingluo happily hugged Shen Siwan's neck and burrowed into her arms, whispered in a low voice, "Mum, Uncle Ice Cream is the baby's father, right?"

Just a single sentence was like five thunderbolts, and the bombarded thoughtful Wan did not return to his senses for a long time.

……

The child's drowsiness came quickly, Shen Siwan lay beside Shen Xingluo and looked at his sleeping face, a strange feeling arose in his heart.

She heard that children before the age of five have a natural and keen intuition, can detect things that adults cannot detect and guess the result accurately...

When she realized what she was thinking, Shen Siwan shook her head, "What are you thinking...why did you suddenly become superstitious?"

After confirming that Shen Xingluo was really asleep, Shen Siwan crept down from the children's bed, returned to the bedroom and turned on the lock screen of the phone.

There are red 99+ numbers on the missed call display, most of which are called back by Shen Qingzhi, while the rest are Shen Jiajia's life-threatening serial calls. The frequency of calls is almost every three seconds.

The lights in the bedroom were not turned on, and only the faint light of the mobile phone reflected the subtle expression of the pensive night.

It seems that her divorce strategy has succeeded.

Another call came in, Shen Siwan waited until 59s before answering the call, and said indifferently, "Hello?"

"Shen Siwan, what do you mean by calling my dad at night?!" Shen Jiajia's angry and sharp voice came over.

Because of Shen Siwan's three phone calls without beginning and end, father and mother actually quarreled, and somehow the matter of household registration was mentioned.

She and her mother had concealed this matter for many years, but her father never knew about it. Combined with the three endless phone calls, it is only possible that Shen Siwan told her father.

"As a daughter, is it strange to call my father when I miss him?" Shen Siwan asked quietly, "For example, you just called because you missed my sister?"

"I miss you ass!" Shen Jiajia yelled, "If you dare to harass my family again, I will never end with you!"

"Stop pretending to be weak and weak, little Bailian?" Shen Siwan asked nonstop, but his subordinates quickly pressed the recording button.

Shen Jiajia was taken aback, and it took her a long time to realize what she was talking about, and she said anxiously, "I have nothing to say to a stinky bitch like you! But remember Shen Siwan, if you dare to destroy my dad Mother's feelings, even if I risk my life, I will kill you."

"Oh." Shen Siwan responded silently, and retorted, "My mother told your mother about this back then, and she died in a car accident in the end, but your mother became the new owner of the Shen family while she was pregnant with you. "

"you……"

Without waiting for Shen Jiajia to reply, Shen Siwan continued to sneer, "Do you think this is harsh? Unfortunately, it is an indisputable fact! Do you think that my father and your mother have a deep relationship, and forget that your mother used to be a mistress to meddle in other people's feelings?" What happened?"

"You fart! Shen Siwan, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I will go to your house and tear your mouth apart!" Shen Jiajia roared angrily, "I ask you, why on earth did you call my dad? What do you want to do! "

Listening to Shen Jiajia's questioning, Shen Siwan asked amusedly, "Shen Jiajia, I want to ask, what qualifications and standpoint do you have to question me?"

"Is it the identity of the illegitimate daughter, or the identity of the murderer's daughter?"

Shen Jiajia clutched the phone tightly and didn't make a sound for a while.

Shen Siwan said that... Could it be that he noticed something?
Finally, she hung up the phone silently.

Listening to the busy tone coming from the speaker, Shen Siwan lowered his eyelids to cover the deep emotions in his eyes, and opened the notebook placed by the bed.

Recently, she ran out of inspiration, so she looked through the design book left by her mother.

Most of the design drafts in it have been plagiarized and used by Shen Jiajia. On a design drawing marked "New house designed for Wanwan", Shen Siwan accidentally discovered a set of strange numbers.

According to the memory of the number game she played with her mother when she was a child, Shen Siwan deciphered this set of numbers.

The translated content is - I am in such pain, how could they treat me like this?I never thought that one day my married life would be meddled... I can't hold on anymore, but what should I do at night?
A set of numbers is written with heavy strokes, and Shen Siwan can clearly feel the difficulty and bitterness of her mother's writing.

Three days after the signing date of this group of design drawings, my mother died in a car accident.

Shen Siwan hugged the notebook tightly, tears streaming down her face.

She originally wanted to endure it, so she endured it without interfering with the Shen family.

But how could Cheng Yuling occupy the magpie's nest and take away everything that belonged to her mother, and still flaunt her like a plaything and send her to someone else's bed to pave the way for Shen Jiajia!
It's ridiculous that when she was young, she used to please Cheng Yuling who had just entered the house, trying to make her love herself more by being obedient and obedient, so as not to embarrass her father.

How ridiculous!

"Ding-dong--"

The doorbell rang suddenly, followed by an anxious male voice, "Siwan? Siwan is Dad! Are you at home? Open the door!"

Father came to see her?

Shen Siwan quickly wiped away her tears, straightened her appearance in front of the mirror, and then opened the door at a leisurely pace.

When he saw Shen Qing, who was wearing pajamas at the door, with messy hair, and one slipper ran away, mixed feelings spread.

Shen Qingyi hugged Shen Siwan, his voice was full of joy and emotion, "Wanwan, Wanwan, as long as you are fine..."

"Dad was scared to death. You haven't answered the phone. Dad thought something happened to you."

"so far so good."

Just like every hug when I was young, Shen Qingzhi habitually patted Shen Siwan's back, comforting her gently, "Be obedient from now on, don't scare Dad like this, Dad is getting old...!"

Shen Siwan couldn't remember how long he hadn't felt his father's embrace. It turned out to be so warm and spacious, and also... stalwart and strange.

Her throat was fishy, ​​and her eyes were suddenly a little sore.

Shen Siwan put her head in Shen Qingzhi's knee, and said in a very soft voice, "Dad, do you still remember my mother?"