Chapter 288

Ling Qiyang smiled faintly, took out something from the bag, peeled off the wrapping paper and stuffed it into her small mouth, "Eat it, we are still so young, we can occasionally eat some sweets to improve our IQ."

Little Pickled Cabbage sipped the sugar for a moment, then smiled, "Guopuo, if you said that earlier, I don't hate your question just now."

Ling Qiyang flicked her head lightly like a little adult, and taught: "In the future, remember to stretch your legs and exercise, so that you won't catch a cold easily."

As soon as they finished speaking, they saw the butler Wei Bo hurried in. Seeing his flustered expression, they hurriedly followed him into the dining room.

"Ma'am, Ma'am." The butler wiped the raindrops off his face, panting, "There is a child crying outside the gate."

"Child?" Ling Qiyue exclaimed, before the adults could respond, she turned around and ran out.

Chen Yilan stood up in surprise, and asked the housekeeper, "Is there an adult by your side?"

"No, it seems that it just happened. There is only a small box next to the child, and he is wearing a small poncho."

"Then quickly bring him in." Chen Yilan said immediately.

Ling Moxue and Gu Xinyan looked at each other in astonishment, then got up and went out with Wei Bo.

Holding a small umbrella, Ling Qiyue stared blankly at the little girl wearing a red poncho at the door, her dark eyes kept turning...

Novelty, doubts, and a touch of surprise.

Ling Qiyang walked over, reached out and touched the child's face, and said, "Don't cry, brother asks you, where are your parents?"

"NO...NO..." The child backed away in fright, shouting in English.

Now the brothers and sisters are surprised, aren't they from this city?

The butler came out and brought the child into the yard with the gatekeeper. One was holding the child and the other was carrying the box, and called the two brothers and sisters to go back to the house together.

...

The atmosphere in the living room slowly became dignified.

Unbuttoning the raincoat on the little boy, Sister Fang wiped his face dry. Everyone took a closer look, and couldn't help but look at me, I looked at you, with surprise and puzzlement on their faces...

This little boy's face shape was similar to Ling Qiyang's, but his eyes were blue, his nose was straight, his lips were neither thin nor thick, and he was very beautiful.

He looked to be about three years old, half a head shorter than Little Pickle. Looking at the stranger, his blue eyes rolled darkly, and he hid behind the sofa in fear.

"Little brother, don't be afraid." Ling Qiyue went to hold his hand.

"Goout!" He shook his hands, feeling very conflicted, and shouted indistinctly, "NO...out!"

"Mom, this child is of mixed race, so he must have grown up in a foreign country." Gu Xinyan said, "He doesn't like others to touch him, and he yells for people to leave."

When Chen Yilan saw this child, she felt uneasy. She saw a familiar shadow on this child's face...

God, don't!

Otherwise, I don't know where the face of the Gu family will go. It's no wonder the old man isn't angry when he comes back.

"Weibo, quickly open the box and have a look." Chen Yilan's voice trembled.

The housekeeper and Ling Qiyang squatted down to open the box, and found that besides the clothes, there were two cans of imported milk powder inside, and when they turned to the bottom, they saw a white envelope.

The housekeeper handed the envelope to Chen Yilan. Chen Yilan hurriedly opened it and found that it was written in English...

Her hands trembled slightly, her gaze quickly scanned once, and then her complexion gradually changed, she sat down on the sofa, her eyes stared blankly at the little one who poked her head out from behind the sofa.

Gu Xinyan took the letter paper from her mother and read it with Ling Moxue. After reading silently, the two looked at each other in surprise, and neither of them spoke.

Seeing that the faces of the adults have changed, and they are stunned and silent, Ling Qiyue is very anxious.

"Hey, grandma, mommy, aunt, talk quickly, who is he?" She waved her little hand anxiously.

Still no one spoke, and everyone's eyes were on the boy.

Ling Qiyue pursed her lips, grabbed the letter paper from Gu Xinyan's hand, her eyes were wide open, her little head turned around...

Damn, the English letters are too scribbled, they know her, but she doesn't know them.

"Guokuo, look." Ling Qiyue stuffed the letter into Ling Qiyang's hand.

Ling Qiyang browsed through it carefully, then folded the letter, put it in the envelope again, walked up to Chen Yilan, and asked, "Grandma, is this true?"

Chen Yilan's mood was very complicated, she raised her head, but she couldn't cry even if she wanted to, "It's true."

"That rich young master refers to..."

"It's not your daddy, it's your uncle."

"Grandma, then you have to accept him too."

Chen Yilan sighed and felt a headache, "Yangyang, he is different from you, he was originally killed by his mother by his grandfather."

I didn't know that I was born again.

What exactly is going on?

One day three years ago, she clearly watched that Sally went into the gynecology department, and then went to the delivery room to have an abortion, and she gave Sally a check afterwards, which was one million dollars in compensation.

But now that the child is so old, and Sally died of a drug overdose abroad a year ago, the parents who helped her raise the child sent the child to Gu's family after many inquiries...

The letter said: We are old, weak and sick, and have no ability to raise this child. I heard from Sally's friend that this child belongs to the rich young master of the TK Group, so we tried to find out where you live...

The child is handed over to you. He is the flesh and blood of the Gu family. I hope you can accept him.

At the end of the letter, the child’s birth date was also indicated, born in winter, on Christmas Eve, at 10:05 on Christmas Eve on December 24th, so the English name is “safely” (meaning peace)

"Grandma, do you mean this younger brother is uncle's child?" Ling Qiyue understood their conversation.

"Maybe." There is no paternity test yet.

"Grandma, are you still not sure? Don't you see that he is very beautiful, does he look like Uncle when he was a child?" Ling Qiyue walked over and held up her little face.

Xiaobudian was angry and highly sensitive. She slapped her hand vigorously, and then shouted in English with red eyes: "Don't touch me!"

Although his speech was slurred, his aura was fierce.

Ling Qiyue hurriedly backed away, feeling ashamed in her heart...what a scary brother.

"This child is very vigilant. He must have been bullied by others at home, so it's not easy to get in touch with." Gu Xinyan said leisurely.

Ling Moxue walked over slowly, squatted down and opened her hands, and said to him in fluent English: "Baby, can I let Auntie hug you? We won't hurt you."

Xiao Budian shook his head, scratching the sofa leather with both hands, as if he wanted to tear the leather, and quickly got into it by himself.

Ling Moxue gently pulled him down again, with a kind and gentle smile, "Baby, you can treat me as your mother."

The little one paused, as if thinking of his mother, his eyes turned red, he opened his mouth and burst into tears, this time, it was useless for anyone to pull him, he kept hiding and crying. wxya

Chen Yilan rubbed her forehead in agitation, raised her head and asked her daughter, "Xinyan, what do you think about this?"