Seeing that Xia Anlan hadn't eaten a bite, Yan Qingsi scratched her head and said, "You... eat, it will get cold if you don't eat for a while."
Xia Anlan nodded: "Okay..."
Yan Qingsi watched Xia Anlan take her first bite. Her posture was simply amazing. She had never seen anyone eating so happily.
In her mind, those people on TV who were working on national affairs were like gods and didn't need to eat. Today, she finally saw a live person eating live face to face.
Yan Qingsi sighed inwardly. Watching the President eat, she felt as if she hadn't woken up from a dream.
While Xia Anlan was eating, Yan Qingsi didn't say a word.
When he put down his chopsticks, she breathed a sigh of relief and could finally ask.
Xia Anlan took the wet towel handed by the secretary next to her and wiped her hands, then smiled and said, "You've been holding on for a long time, haven't you?"
Yan Qingsi smiled awkwardly: "Not... too long."
In fact, she said in her heart, I can't help but vomit blood. I really want to know how I got here, when can I leave, why are you so special to me
Xia Anlan stood up, followed by Yan Qingsi.
He sat on a single sofa and pointed to the seat next to him: "Don't stand, sit down."
Yan Qingsi sat down, her body upright. In front of Xia Anlan, she didn't dare to make any mistakes, "I...can I ask?"
"Can."
"Then I... why did you bring me here from Sioux City?"
Xia Anlan glanced at the secretary, who immediately stepped forward and took out two photos and placed them in front of Yan Qingsi. She was stunned when she saw the photos.
Xia Anlan looked at Yan Qingsi's surprised look and said: "This matter probably goes a long way. The Xia family and the Su family are family friends. Su Wei gave me your photo three days ago. You and my mother were young. The time was very similar... The moment I saw your photo, I immediately thought of my sister. Forty years ago, something happened to her the day before her fifth birthday... She was kidnapped and was burned to death without being rescued."
Yan Qingsi didn't know what to say, so she twisted her hands together: "I..."
"When I saw you, I kept thinking whether my sister was alive back then, and whether you... could be her daughter, so I asked someone to bring you here."
Yan Qingsi suddenly raised her head and looked at Xia Anlan with a shocked face, completely forgetting how to speak.
Xia family... Could her mother be related to the Xia family
Yan Qingsi had thought a lot about her mother's life experience before, and had imagined a lot, but she never thought that it would be related to the Xia family.
She looked at the old group photo and thought of her mother's appearance again. Could it really be... could it be... mother and son
Xia Anlan's sister was almost five years old when she died, and her mother was five years old when she was adopted. Is this... a coincidence, or... the truth
Yan Qingsi came back to her senses and murmured: "My mother died when I was very young. She...she...was...adopted...when she was about five years old..."
Xia Anlan's hands were trembling. He was only 50 or 60% sure in his heart, but now... he was almost completely sure, even if the DNA hadn't been tested yet.
"But... this... we can't just say it so casually... we are really related by blood, right?"
Xia Anlan's eyes were filled with unconcealable excitement, and he said: "I originally wanted to draw blood directly when you were unconscious and let someone do DNA comparison, but... then I thought, I still have to wait until you wake up and ask you, Let you decide."
Yan Qingsi clenched her fists: "Test."