After being dumped by his son and his father

Mrs. Wei received an email from the private detective yesterday morning. Since she specifically told her not to dig into the privacy of Wei Qing and that person too deeply, the private detective sent only some emails about those who contacted Wei Qing or Wen Ziheng. Things that anyone who has ever met knows.

For example, Wei Qing and Wen Ziheng dated when they were studying in the United States five years ago, and then they broke up naturally when there was too much friction when their personalities did not get along, but the process of breaking up was not so pleasant.

Also, Wen Ziheng's family environment is relatively complicated. His mother died early, and his father, Wen Liren, married into the Wang family and gave birth to a daughter with Wang Peini. Unfortunately, the family of three could not accommodate Wen Ziheng's existence. After graduating from an American school, he resolutely cut off contact. Now that Wen Liren's birthday party is approaching, he probably won't invite his eldest son, whom he regards as a transparent person.

And Wen Ziheng suddenly dropped out of school and disappeared for a year after breaking up with Wei Qing. When he reappeared, he did not know where to bring a baby boy. The baby grew bigger and bigger, and his facial features and demeanor became more and more like Wei Qing. .

The private detective is a very smart person who can focus on the key points. Before sending the information to Mrs. Wei, he noticed the subtle connection between Wen Xi and Wei Qing, so it was not just a picture of the little guy sitting alone beside the swing and the flower bed in a daze when he was in kindergarten. , or the video of Wen Ziheng walking and playing on the slide in the park with Wen Xi by his arm, all packed into a single compressed package, even the pictures of Wen Ziheng and Chen Huan taking Wen Xi to a restaurant near the company for dinner in the past two days Yes, it can be said that the test scores are full marks.

Mrs. Wei carefully looked at Wen Xi in the photo, as if she could describe Wen Xi's face in the dark by closing her eyes. Others might not be able to see it. She is Wei Qing's biological mother. How could he not know how similar Wen Xi was to Wei Qing when he was a child, it was really carved out of the same mold.

Mrs. Wei didn't sleep well these two nights. She tossed and turned and thought about that child Wenxi. It is no exaggeration to say that Wenxi is a panacea, which instantly soothed the heart of Mrs. Wei, a lonely, empty-nest old man. After hesitating for a long time, she originally wanted to sneak a peek and wait and see what happened, but the life of Mrs. Fu, who had dinner and cards every day for beauty treatment, had nothing to do with Wen Xi at all.

After enduring and enduring, in the end Mrs. Wei couldn't hold back and went out to find the door herself.

Wen Xi's real person is more like Wei Qing than in the photo. He poked his head out from behind Wen Ziheng's expressionless face and looked at Mrs. Wei vigilantly. The appearance was exactly the same as the young Wei Qing. Those tea-brown eyes were shining with warm luster under the light. , as if filled with dazzling starlight.

At this moment, Mrs. Wei was so excited that her heart was about to jump out of her throat. She clenched her fists and tried to control her emotions. She didn't know how much effort it took to force herself to calm down. She looked at Wen Xi with piercing eyes and smiled. : "Is this child your son? He looks so cute~"

Wen Ziheng, who took out the shoe cover, turned around and saw Mrs. Wei's staring green eyes and idiot-like smile, and immediately blushed: "...this is my son Wenxi, Xiaoxi, call me auntie."

According to seniority, Wen Xi should naturally call Mrs. Wei her grandmother, but Mrs. Wei looks beautiful and generous, and Wen Ziheng is afraid that calling her old will make her unhappy.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Wei frowned when she heard the words, and said: "What are you calling auntie? I am so old, I should call grandma." Saying this, Mrs. Wei squatted down with a smile, and greeted the still hiding behind Wen Ziheng. Wen Xi beckoned and said, "Xiaoxi, call grandma to listen."

Wen Xi didn't respond, she tilted her head and stared at Mrs. Wei for a moment, as if she was sizing up the unexpected visitor in front of her.

Wen Ziheng waited for a while but didn't wait for Wen Xi to have the slightest intention to talk to him and Mrs. Wei. Although he had already guessed the result in his heart, he was still a little disappointed. He took Wen Xi's hand and put the shoe cover on. Passed it to Mrs. Wei and said, "Sorry, my son is too shy. I usually talk to him like this. Don't mind."

Mrs. Wei already knew from the information that Wenxi has mild autism. At this moment, nothing but pity is in her heart. She can't wait to snatch the child and take him to travel around the world to see the best doctor. Willing to have a little criticism?

"It's all right." Mrs. Wei took the shoe cover with a smile, and her kind and happy eyes never left Wen Xi's body for a second, "Children, it's normal to be shy, and it will be fine when he grows up a bit later. "

Wen Ziheng was frightened by Mrs. Wei's overly enthusiastic gaze, and shivered suddenly, and then invited Mrs. Wei to the living room to sit down and have a cup of tea.

Wen Xi likes watching cartoons very much. Usually when he comes back, he turns on the TV and sits on the sofa to concentrate on watching cartoons. Today is no exception. When Wen Ziheng was boiling water in the kitchen to make tea, he heard Wen Xi throwing away his schoolbag. The sound of running to the TV cabinet and turning on the TV, and then running to the sofa to sit down, the next second there was the sound of the TV in the quiet living room, accompanied by Mrs. Wei's rambling voice .

It took about 5 minutes to boil water and make tea, and Mrs. Wei talked to Wen Xi for 5 minutes as if she was talking to herself in the living room.

When Wen Xi came out of the kitchen with two cups of tea, she saw Mrs. Wei sitting next to Wen Xi with her head tilted and talking solemnly. Gou stared at the TV screen, turning a deaf ear to Madam Wei's words, Madam Wei was not annoyed, instead she enjoyed it and smiled very happily.

It wasn't until Wen Ziheng put the glass of tea on the coffee table and made a crisp sound that Mrs. Wei realized Wen Ziheng's existence after a while, and couldn't help but said awkwardly: "I'm so confused, even if you come here No voice was heard."

Wen Ziheng smiled and sat on the opposite sofa, with his slender legs crossed, his posture relaxed and casual: "You like children very much, don't you?"

"Yeah, when I get old, I hope there are more voices from children at home, and I won't feel so lonely when I have children by my side." Mrs. Wei sighed, and patted the sofa surface resentfully, "But that kid Wei Qing It’s so disappointing, I haven’t brought a grandson back to me until now, and I still want to hold a grandson before he is 30 years old, but he is now 31 years old and still alone, looking more pitiful than an old man like me. "

Wen Ziheng: "..." That's right, it's so pitiful that I only have money left in my hand.

This is the first time that Wen Ziheng communicated with Wei Qing's mother face to face. Wei Qing thought about taking Wen Ziheng back to China to meet his parents when they were in love, but Wen Ziheng was timid and not yet mentally prepared. He was afraid of being rejected by the wealthy Wei family, so he dragged on not following Wei Qing back.

The Mrs. Wei that Wen Ziheng imagined was as noble and glamorous as Wei Qing, holding a lofty clip, not a bit of worldly fireworks, and even so cold that she sat with Wen Ziheng for three days and three nights with big eyes and small eyes. No more than five sentences. After all, the mother who can teach Wei Qing, the flower of Gaoling, must be an extremely rigorous person.

However, the facts were completely contrary to what Wen Ziheng thought. He could not detect a trace of arrogance and indifference from Mrs. Wei at all. The whole conversation process can be described as one question and one answer. He answered with a dazed expression—he abruptly explained everything about his life and work, as well as Wen Xi's condition.

Madam Wei's heartache was palpable, and she took Wen Xi's hand to comfort Wen Ziheng for a while: "I know a few friends who are psychiatrists, I will contact them later to help Xiao Xi, don't worry too much, my lord The mood of the child will affect the child in a subtle way, and the most important thing is to maintain a good mood."

After saying this, Mrs. Wei noticed Wen Ziheng's subtle expression, and immediately began to reflect on whether she was acting too eagerly. Thinking of this, she coughed twice and sat up straight, explaining dryly, "I Seeing that Wenxi is so kind, he looks very similar to my son Wei Qing. When I saw him just now, I couldn’t help thinking about Wei Qing’s childhood. Maybe you don’t know, Wei Qing was born when he was four or five years old. He likes to keep a straight face, and refuses to even smile all day long, saying that he will lose his temper, and he has a very stubborn temper."

"Really?" Wen Ziheng imagined the expressionless look of the younger version of Wei Qing, and couldn't help laughing, "Boss Wei looks quite cute like that."

Mrs. Wei curled her lips, and silently complained that Xi Shi is in the eye of a beholder, and said: "It would be great if he could be more obedient, he is pulled like a two-five-eight thousand yuan, and no one's words can get into his ears." , if it wasn’t for me and his dad dragging him, he might be able to fly into the sky.”

Wen Ziheng was amused by Mrs. Wei's words, and was about to speak, when the mobile phone on the coffee table rang suddenly, it was Wei Qing's call.

"I've already bought something at the supermarket and I'm on my way home. Are you and Little Luobotou at home?" Wei Qing's voice was filled with a smile.

"We're waiting for you at home." Wen Ziheng glanced quietly at Mrs. Wei who was sitting opposite and staring at Wenxi, got up calmly and walked to the window, and said in a low voice, "By the way, you Mom came to see you, and I invited her to sit at my house."

Wei Qing was very surprised: "Are you sure it's my mother?"

Wen Ziheng replied honestly: "You guys look alike, your mother's face can't be faked."

Wei Qing laughed when he heard this, and then laughed more and more exaggeratedly: "Little rabbit, your words are so interesting, my mother didn't make things difficult for you, did she?"

"No." Wen Ziheng originally wanted to say that Mrs. Wei's attitude towards Wen Xi was a little too enthusiastic, and wondered if Mrs. Wei had discovered something, but then thought that Wei Qing was still kept in the dark about her own son. In the drum, he forcibly swallowed the words that rushed to his throat, and finally only said, "Come back soon."