Ling Qianchen suppressed the joy in his heart, but couldn't suppress the corners of his lips that had begun to rise, and replied: "Because I used the short AP video to see myself when I grow up. When I grow up, I will look exactly like you."
Di Yunxi couldn't help laughing lowly. The deep voice is like a cello with lingering lingering sound, directly enveloping Ling Qianchen.
Seeing Di Yunxi laughing, Ling Qianchen also laughed, unable to hide the joy on his face.
"Are you really my dad?"
"En." Di Yunxi nodded, and couldn't help reaching out to pinch his soft, tender cheeks that were almost dripping with water.
Ling Qianchen's eyes suddenly widened.
He was actually just guessing. After all, the handsome uncle in front of him was so similar to himself when he grew up, that's why he asked this question, but he didn't expect it to be true.
Ling Qianchen pursed her lips, forced to suppress the joy that was about to burst out of joy, and asked: "But mother said, you are a soldier, and you died in the mission when she was still pregnant with me, so I am Born without a father."
Di Yunxi caressed his son's face and was reluctant to let go.
Hearing his son's question, his heart ached.
"Really, is that what mother told you?"
"Well." Ling Qianchen looked at Di Yunxi and continued to ask: "So you are not dead? Then why didn't you come back to find your mother? Did you abandon your mother because you have another woman who is well-matched?"
After asking this question, the joy in Ling Qianchen's eyes has almost disappeared, his watery eyes are like obsidian, at a young age, there is a faint light in the depths of his eyes.
"No. There is no other woman." Di Yunxi immediately denied, "I have no woman in this life except your mother."
Ling Qianchen's dimmed eyes instantly burst out the anticipation and joy that a child should have.
"Then why haven't you come to see us?"
"Because I lost my memory."
Ling Qianchen: ...
"I fell off a cliff while performing a mission. They thought I was dead, so they sent your mother a death message. But I didn't die. I just suffered a head injury and forgot your mother."
"It's like the amnesia meme in Mr. Ba's novel."
The son's soft and waxy voice is not very harmful, but it is extremely insulting.
Di Yunxi praised in his heart that he is indeed his own son, and his IQ development is really online, and at the same time, he quickly polished this domineering president's amnesia stalk in his mind.
"It is indeed a bit similar. But I am a little different from your mother's amnesia story."
"Why is it different?" Ling Qianchen asked seriously.
"Because when I met your mother, I lost my memory."
Ling Qianchen:? ?
"Haven't you seen your grandparents? Haven't you seen your uncles and aunts?"
"En!" Ling Qianchen nodded, and his shining eyes instantly became brighter. "Do I still have so many relatives?"
Di Yunxi nodded distressedly: "Well, you also have grandparents, second uncle, third uncle, fourth uncle, and a beautiful, gentle and powerful aunt. At that time, I was murdered, and I lost my memory because of the injury. I forgot My family. I thought I was all alone, alone, so by chance, I joined the army, became a soldier, met your mother, and had a wonderful time with your mother.
(end of this chapter)