“Cousin…” Gou Songze recognized Xia Xianning’s voice and changed his words, “Xianning ge? Are you with my cousin?”
Xia Xianning: “Mm, what’s up?”
“Haha, nothing, nothing.”
Luo Yingbai: “Give it to me.”
Xia Xianning handed over the phone, but the other end had already hung up.
Luo Yingbai: “…What was that about?”
At this moment, Gou Songze was facing a life challenge, crouching by the flower bed behind the special investigation unit building, looking worried.
In front of him stood a boy around eight or nine years old, wearing a small T-shirt and long pants, with a cute Peppa Pig backpack, looking unusually serious for his age.
“Uncle Gou…” he said.
Gou Songze: “…Good boy, just call me uncle directly, be more affectionate.”
The little boy corrected: “Uncle, when is my dad coming to pick me up?”
Gou Songze said dejectedly: “Your dad… your dad is busy right now. Little Yun, be good, don’t worry, uncle will play with you for a while, okay?”
“Okay,” Xiao Yun said politely, “I’m not in a hurry, but my master says the adults here are working. Am I disturbing you?”
Gou Songze felt heartache, thinking this child was so considerate, completely different from his irresponsible father.
#5 Irritable Don’t forgive, scumbag, get lost!
Gou Songze’s title has always been a topic of interest for everyone, and soon many comments began to discuss this matter. Gou Songze looked for a while and found that most people’s attitudes were intense, stating they would absolutely not accept such behavior, and even if they didn’t divorce, they would feel uncomfortable.
Only a few people chose to forgive him, and as a result, were scolded as spineless.
Gou Songze looked at these comments, feeling more and more sad, sighing while reading, feeling like he was more anxious than the person involved.
As some comments became too harsh, even bringing up marriage fraud, he was about to frown and refute, when another message popped up:
So I also don’t understand what’s going on with the child? Where’s the sharp-eyed girl? Give me an analysis!
#74 I Have Eagle Eyes Emmmmmm, I have an unreliable guess, and if I’m wrong, please don’t blame me. Look, in your 65th floor comment about your cousin, you described him as “someone who is injured or in difficulty but never speaks to others”. So I boldly guess that the reason he has this child but doesn’t say anything might be because this is a painful… past in his heart?
#75 Backup Light Bulb on Duty @QAQ Panicking like crazy You, cousin? Boss?!!! —A child???
#73 == Oh, don’t interrupt upstairs, I’m nervous! The sharp-eyed girl is too subtle.
#74 Whoever Steals My Senior Brother, I’ll Kill Them I understand now.
Seeing the comment in the 73rd floor, Gou Songze’s hand trembled, and the mouse “snapped” as it fell.
The well-behaved little Yun, who was playing on the tablet, looked over, saw that Uncle Gou’s face didn’t look good, and obediently put down the tablet. He walked over to help Gou Songze pick up the mouse and put it on the desk, then quietly poured a glass of water and placed it next to his hand. Gou Songze thanked him and drank the water, feeling heartbroken, thinking, “What a good child, nothing like his father.”
Just then, someone knocked urgently on the office door. Gou Songze asked little Yun to go back to playing on the tablet and opened the door. Wei Shou, usually steady, rushed in.
Gou Songze smiled bitterly and pushed him: “Let’s talk outside.”
Before Gou Songze could pour out his troubles, Wei Shou blurted out: “Was that child just now Luo Shixiong’s child? Are all the things you said in the forum true!”
Gou Songze was stunned: “How did you know?”
The forum was full of nonsense.
He had just skimmed through, picking out useful suggestions to find information, filtering out random comments, and hadn’t noticed there were actually acquaintances in the thread.
Who would have thought Wei Shou would be browsing forums?
Wei Shou covered his face with one hand to calm down, then smiled bitterly: “I never read forums. Is your phone on silent? Summer Shixiong called me, asking if this post was from you or me, and whether it’s true…”
Gou Songze didn’t say a word, rolled his eyes, and slid down along the wall.
Wei Shou quickly supported him, concerned: “Songze ge, hang in there. I don’t want to take the blame for you.”
Gou Songze: “…”
He was almost crying: “How did he see my post! Did he comment in the thread? Which one?”
Wei Shou said: “Your post keeps getting bumped to the top page, easily visible to regular forum users. His ID… let me check.”
He scrolled: “Seems to be ‘Whoever Steals My Senior Brother, I’ll Kill Them’.”
Gou Songze felt he might be the first to be killed.
A curious head popped over, asking: “What’s this about stealing senior brother and killing? Who who who?”
Gou Songze would never forget this cheeky tone. He turned and yelled: “Luo Yingbai!”
Luo Yingbai was startled and stepped back: “Hey, what’s with the loud voice?”
Gou Songze said: “How can you be so casual? When did you get here? Where’s Xian ge? Aren’t you going to see your son? Do you know how worried I’ve been all morning? What’s going on?!!!
Luo Yingbai: “Ah?”
Gou Songze’s rapid-fire questions were incomprehensible to him. He only caught the words “son” and looked out the window into the office in the direction Gou Songze was pointing.
Luo Yingbai: !!!
He said: “Who’s that kid inside?”
Gou Songze was exhausted: “Bro, that’s your son.”
Luo Yingbai looked horrified.
Wei Shou said: “Luo Shixiong, don’t you know? Weren’t you with Summer Shixiong?”
Luo Yingbai said: “No, we just left home after eating. My dad sent Xian to buy two magical artifacts, so I came ahead. We agreed he’d meet me at the special investigation unit… He shouldn’t have seen this child, right?”
He looked through the window at little Yun, then said with a tragic face: “But I’m innocent! Even if Xian sees me, I’m innocent! Why does this child look so much like me? Did his mom think I’m handsome and have her son get plastic surgery to look like me?”
“Shut up,” Gou Songze said, feeling overwhelmed.
After much discussion, they finally found a lead. Gou Songze explained the whole story to Luo Yingbai. After hearing the entire story, Luo Yingbai was first stunned, then made a gesture over his eyebrows, and looked at little Yun again.
Gou Songze and Wei Shou watched him, expecting him to see through the deception. But he suddenly said: “Ah, that’s right, this is my kid!”
Gou Songze: !!!
Wei Shou: ???
The two, already confused and shocked, were then hit with an even more explosive statement from Luo Yingbai: “This is the child I had with Xian!”
Wei Shou and Gou Songze simultaneously went “Ah,” and their gazes moved from Luo Yingbai’s face down to his abdomen.
Gou Songze blurted out, “I thought those fan fictions were fake. So you can actually give birth!”
Luo Yingbai: “…What are you misunderstanding?”
Gou Songze said, “You say the child is yours, but someone must be able to give birth, right? Don’t tell me again that it was Brother Xian Ning. This time, I won’t be fooled by you.”
Luo Yingbai wanted to explain, but this matter involved his identity, and he couldn’t easily make up a story, so he angrily kicked Gou Songze.
He suddenly realized that nine years ago, Luo Yingbai wasn’t even an adult yet. He and Xia Xianning hadn’t even been together, and they probably didn’t understand many things.
He let Luo Yingbai kick him without fighting back, grabbing his arm and saying, “Brother, you didn’t dare tell Uncle back then, but you should have at least told me. Are you in good health now? No lingering illnesses, right? I heard postpartum care is very important!”
Even Wei Shou, following Gou Songze’s implication, couldn’t help but say, “Master Xia was really going too far.”
