Hearing him say this, Xia Xingchen felt relieved and didn't think much about it. She slid down from his legs and said, "Then you talk to Dr. Fu, I'll go down first?"
He nodded, but didn't keep her. Xia Xingchen bent over to clean up the lunch box on the low table, and he held her hand, "Don't bother, the secretary will come in to clean up."
"Okay then. I'm leaving now."
She put down her work.
Bai Yeqing grabbed her hand and stood up, "Tonight, I will take Dabai to the old house."
"I know."
Bai Yeqing pondered for a moment, and suddenly said, "Don't go to the old house for the time being."
Xia Xingchen looked at him in confusion, not understanding why he specifically said so. In fact, if he didn't take her with him, she wouldn't have come to visit him on her own. She has always been very thin-skinned.
"Mr. President, Miss Xia." At this time, Fu Yichen knocked on the door and came in.
Bai Yeqing glanced at him, then turned to Xia Xingchen and said, "Just remember what I said, and get busy."
Although Xia Xingchen was puzzled, she couldn't ask him anything if he didn't tell her. But seeing Fu Yichen had come in, the two of them obviously had something to discuss, so Xia Xingchen tactfully didn't stay any longer.
After walking out of the office, she couldn't help but look back at the closed office door.
He specifically told me not to go to the old house. Is there something taboo about that
… … … …
in.
The door closed, and Bai Yeqing glanced at the long hair with follicles on the low table.
He said nothing, but found a plastic bag from the drawer and sealed his hair. He pointed to the sofa opposite and said to Fu Yichen, "Sit down."
Fu Yichen sat down opposite him and saw the ring on his finger at a glance. He also noticed the ring on Xia Xingchen's hand just now. "Congratulations."
He simply said "thank you" and no more words.
"But, you're so high-profile, wearing the ring in the office, aren't you afraid that people below you will make wild guesses?"
"It will be made public sooner or later." Bai Yeqing looked unconcerned. He glanced at Fu Yichen and said, "I haven't told you congratulations yet. You're going to be a father soon."
Fu Yichen didn't say anything, but his expression didn't show the excitement of being a father. Instead, he looked heavy and melancholy. He didn't continue the topic, but just asked about the business calmly, "You asked me to come here right after returning to China, so it must be something important."
"I do want to ask you something."
"You say."
Bai Yeqing pondered for a moment, his eyes fell on the long black hair on the low table. After a long while, he asked, "What will the health of a child born from close relatives be like?"
Fu Yichen obviously didn't expect him to ask such a question, and was a little confused, "Why ask such an irrelevant question?"
He didn't answer, but stared at Fu Yichen with his gloomy eyes, obviously waiting for his answer.
He looked serious and solemn. Fu Yichen could tell that he was not just asking casually, so he said, "You don't need to ask me about these medical common sense. You know them well enough yourself."
"I want to hear your professional analysis."
"Of course, there are normal children born to close relatives, but the probability of abnormality is much greater than that of children born to ordinary couples. [Common sense: Whether it is normal or not in close-kin marriages is not absolute, it is just a matter of probability.] Generally speaking, abnormalities are generally manifested in IQ defects, physical defects, and psychological defects. Many children behave normally when they are a few years old, but they may suddenly become ill and die young after their teens. Of course, even if a child has always been normal, there is a high probability that it will be inherited from the first generation. The first generation may be normal, but no one can guarantee the next generation."
Bai Yeqing's breathing became heavier. The fingers pressing on his knees also tightened a little. Fu Yichen also noticed this small movement, but he didn't understand why.
Then, three transparent sealed bags were pushed in front of him. Inside the sealed bags were three strands of hair of varying lengths.
"What is this?" Fu Yichen was puzzled.
"Mother, father, and suspected daughter." Bai Yeqing pointed his finger at three plastic bags and tapped them gently. "Help me do a DNA test. I want to know if they are parent-child. Give me the results as quickly as possible."
Fu Yichen looked at him inquiringly, but of course he couldn't see anything. In the end, he just put the hair into the bag.
… … … … …
night.
When Bai Yeqing led Xia Dabai to Zhongshan's house, the house was full of joy.
Fireworks and firecrackers had just been lit, and there were still pieces of paper scattered on the ground. Xia Dabai, wearing a beige windbreaker and a gray scarf, jumped out of the car and ran to pick up the unburned firecrackers, intending to keep them secretly and play with them as toys at home later. In Liangcheng, Da Mao and Er Mao played like this together, and he found it exciting and fresh.
"What are you doing?" Bai Yeqing saw it immediately with sharp eyes, "Put your things down and come here."
“Xiaobai…” Xia Dabai held it in his hand and put it behind his back, not wanting to throw it away. He looked at him pleadingly.
Bai Yeqing stared at the innocent little face with complicated eyes, and his eyes darkened when he thought of Fu Yichen's words "sudden illness and early death". He walked towards him with big strides. Seeing that he looked unhappy, Xia Dabai timidly shrank his neck and threw away the firecrackers obediently.
"Hand." Bai Yeqing looked at him.
"They're all thrown away, really, look!" Xia Dabai thought he didn't believe it, so he spread out his two little hands in front of him, dirty and black.
Bai Yeqing took out the chest towel and wiped his fingers one by one. Then, he wiped his palm carefully.
In his heart, he was thinking over and over again, and his strength became lighter and lighter, as if he was afraid of hurting the child.
Xia Dabai looked up at him inquiringly, and seeing that he still looked unhappy, he said cautiously, "Xiaobai, are you still angry? I really didn't leave any, look at my little pocket."
The little guy said this, rummaging through his windbreaker pockets.
Bai Yeqing felt like a huge rock was pressing down on his heart, and he felt a little depressed. He was silent for a while, and when he was sure that his voice sounded calm, he spoke lightly: "It's not that you are not allowed to play, it's just that this is too dangerous. If you like to play these things, let Uncle Ruigang take you to a professional place to play in the future."
"Is it really possible?" Xia Dabai's eyes sparkled.
"Um."
"Can I take Dabao with me?"
"Can."
"Then Xiaobai, you have to go with me too!"
"good."
Xia Dabai couldn't believe his ears. Xiaobai was too easy to talk to today. He was just obedient! Was he possessed by a good person
The little guy pushed further, "Then I want Uncle Leng Fei to take me to the shooting range."
"Can."
Xia Dabai was stunned, his mouth opened into an 'O' shape. The next second, he remembered something, and his face suddenly turned from sunny to cloudy.
"Xiaobai, are you sick?" Xia Dabai suddenly hugged his long legs tightly. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. He was almost crying with anxiety. "Is it a serious illness? Are you going to leave me and Dabao?"