Ye Ling’s gaze was cold. When he heard these words, he was indifferent. His handsome face seemed to be covered with a layer of ice. In the darkness, Shen Qianshu’s heart was beating faster than usual. Her eyes were wet. “I had already suspected, but I dared not to verify. After meeting Yang Lihua, this thought had become stronger.”
Shen Qianshu continued. “Do you know how my journey was when I came back? I was thinking all the way back, thinking of the matter back then. I thought about Second Brother’s words and also thought about Yang Lihua’s words. I wished so much that I could pry their words apart to look for the message that I wanted.
“There was a thought that suddenly jumped into my head. Was there a possibility… that Tong Hua was our son, our biological son? This thought was so strong that I could not control it. I have already treated him as my biological son. I had originally thought that it did not matter to me, but the moment I thought that he did not die and was still alive, I was… very happy. I felt like thanking God. I was afraid that my hopes would be dashed and also afraid that I was thinking too much. Tell me, am I thinking too much?”
Ye Ling was silent and did not reply.
“Master!” Shen Qianshu looked at him in disbelief. “Why do you not have any reaction at all? Does it really not matter to you whether he is your biological son?”
“Shen Qianshu… ”
“You have already suspected that?” Shen Qianshu’s eyes, which were welled up with tears, slightly opened. She held his hand. “Tell me, is he our son or not?”
She had lost control of her heart rate.
“I didn’t get to the bottom of it. It’s almost certain,” Ye Ling said calmly.
“What did you say?” Shen Qianshu suddenly stood up and walked about agitatedly and continuously in the study room. The curtains in the study room were drawn very thickly. Regardless of how one looked, there was no light detected at all.
Her face was already filled with tears.
She understood Ye Ling too well. If he was not confident, he definitely would not say it this way.
Was Tong Hua really their son?
He was still alive!
Still alive!
Was it Doctor Yang’s son who died back then?
Why?
“Qianshu, don’t be agitated!”
“I’ll go look for Tong Hua!” She wiped her tears and wanted to look for Tong Hua. Ye Ling held onto her wrist and embraced her in his arms. Shen Qianshu felt wronged and heartache for an unknown reason. Her tears kept flowing continuously. “Let me go, let me go! I want to look for him. I want to hug him.”
Her fists were beating onto his chest continuously, and they pounded on his wound.
Ye Ling did not make a sound and hugged on tightly to Shen Qianshu, who was struggling.
Shen Qianshu’s emotions were totally out of control. She had originally thought of discussing with Ye Ling to do a check secretly to confirm her suspicion. However, she was unable to control herself now. Her son was still alive, still alive…
“Be good. Don’t cry.” Ye Ling took a deep breath and bore with the pain coming from his chest. “Stay calm a little.”
“There is no way for me to stay calm,” Shen Qianshu said. “The moment I think that he is my son, there is no way for me to stay calm.”
“You have already treated him as your biological son. It’s not important.”
“Of course it’s important!” Shen Qianshu said. How could it possibly not be important? For all these years, the torture that she had gone through day and night, the countless number of nightmares haunting her, all came crashing down on her at one time. Shen Qianshu bit onto Ye Ling’s shoulder.
Master, you don’t understand.
How important this is!
An acute pain came from his shoulder. Ye Ling thought in his heart, Is she from the year of the dog?
He knew that this would be the ending if he had told her.
“Do you want to know the ending?”
“Yes!”
Ye Ling let Shen Qianshu go and walked to the bookshelf. He took out a palm-sized machine. Shen Qianshu looked at him curiously. Ye Ling said, “This is the product of research done by Tingjun’s company, and it has not been patented. He specially mailed one to me. It only takes three minutes to find out the genetic composition.”
