Ruan Lingyu remained silent. She was too proud and strong-willed to stoop to fawning over soone.
Tang’s mother softened her attitude upon hearing that the other party was a friend of Tang Ling, "Do you know Xiaoling?"
"Right." Cheng Xining lied with her eyes wide open, "Auntie, can we talk inside?"
"Sure." Tang’s mother, holding a child, opened the door and invited the two to sit inside, "Since you are friends of Xiaoling, do you know where she is now?"
Tang Ling wasn’t at ho?
Cheng Xining found this strange, but she said, "Auntie, we ca to your house precisely because we don’t know where Xiaoling is right now."
"And you’re looking for her?" Tang’s mother was puzzled.
"It’s like this, I heard Xiaoling had co back and thought she had returned ho, so I wanted to co and see her. Unexpectedly, she didn’t return to her own house," Cheng Ling explained.
Tang’s mother sighed, "We’ve been looking for her lately, too. She hasn’t co ho once since she returned from the island."
"Then whose child is this?" Ruan Lingyu looked at Xingxing, guessing, could this be Tang Ling’s mother’s second child?
After all, the couple’s only daughter had passed away five years ago; it was normal to have another child.
"This is Xiaoling’s daughter." Knowing that they were friends of Tang Ling, Tang’s mother did not hide it, "It was He Nan who brought Xingxing back."
"..."
Ruan Lingyu and Cheng Xining exchanged a look, both sowhat shocked. He Nan bringing the child over, could it an that He Nan was still in contact with Tang Ling, knowing where she is?
"What’s the matter?"
Seeing the odd expressions on their faces, Tang’s mother felt strange.
Cheng Xining was becoming impatient and asked, "Auntie, do you know who Xingxing’s father is?"
Tang’s mother shook her head, "Xiaoling is unwilling to say. If she doesn’t want to talk about it, let it be. We don’t want to pry either. Xiaoling hasn’t had it easy these past years; as long as she’s safe, that’s what matters. Xingxing is Xiaoling’s daughter, our granddaughter, and that’s enough."
The identity of the child’s father was ultimately unimportant.
Cheng Xining realized, Tang’s mother didn’t know anything at all. Both felt a bit disappointed and didn’t stay long, getting up to leave, "Since Xiaoling is not at ho, we’ll co back so other ti."
Tang’s mother was a bit stunned. She didn’t expect them to leave abruptly without clarifying their purpose. By the ti she ca to her senses, Cheng Xining and Ruan Lingyu had already walked out.
Minutes later, Tang’s father ca back from outside. Tang’s mother told him about the visit, and Tang’s father frowned, "In the future, if people co by, don’t bring them into the house and don’t talk to them about Xiaoling’s affairs. These people are definitely not Xiaoling’s friends."
If they were truly friends of Tang Ling, they would have visited Xiaoling long ago.
Tang’s mother also felt sothing was amiss and regretted letting them into the house, "I was confused; luckily, they didn’t find out anything."
In the end, there were no secrets for them to inquire about.
Tang’s father sighed, "Don’t bla yourself. This isn’t a big issue."
He just couldn’t feel at ease with his daughter not coming back.
...
On this side, upon leaving the Tang Family, Cheng Xining felt that sothing was off, "Auntie, why was it Brother Nan who brought the child to the Tang Family? Could it be that Xingxing really is Brother Nan’s child, and he knows where Tang Ling is, or could he be hiding Tang Ling, wanting to keep her living outside?"
Ruan Lingyu, upon hearing this, had a very unpleasant expression.
"Xiaonan isn’t that kind of kid."
She said so outwardly, but doubts were surfacing in her heart as well.
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