Chapter 1770: 1770 likes Uncle Four 1
Nowadays, being able to see her again and stay by her side, he already felt satisfied.
“Qingyue, have you been doing well these past few years?” His voice softly echoed.
She walked beside his wheelchair, smiling, “I’ve been doing well.”
“Did you… really have a child with Third Brother?” He asked with difficulty.
She nodded, “You haven’t t Ye’er yet. I’ll have Ye’er co to see you.”
Xiao Qinghe shook his head, “Where is Ye’er? I’ll go see him.”
Although the news about Third Brother and her having a child spread widely.
At first, there were rumors that Ye’er was Chang Haotian’s child, but he didn’t believe it at all. How could a woman like her be unfaithful to Third Brother?
He knew that when she parted with Third Brother back then, she was already pregnant with Third Brother’s child.
Hearing her say it herself now, though his heart inevitably felt bitter and a sense of jealousy towards Third Brother arose.
More so, he felt happy for her and Third Brother.
With a child, it was even less likely for her and Third Brother to part.
His heart was filled with low spirits, yet he didn’t show it on his face, unwilling to add even a bit of worry to her.
“You are the elder, how could I let you go see Ye’er?” Su Qingyue instructed, “The person, ask the young master to co over.”
“Yes.” A servant girl attending to them responded.
In a short while, a small figure ca running quickly, “Mom!”
Running while waving his little hand.
It was a child as cute as jade and snow, with a slightly heroic look in his little eyebrows. His features were particularly delicate, making him look especially clever.
Almost at a glance, Xiao Qinghe fell in love with the child.
Little Ye’er ran over and hugged Su Qingyue’s thigh, Qingyue stroked his forehead, “Look at you, running so fast.”
“Ye’er missed Mom.” The soft child’s voice was touching to the heart.
“Only miss your mom, and not your dad?” Xiao Yuchuan feigned jealousy. Heaven knows, he loved his son even more than his wife.
“I do.” Ye’er responded obediently with a word.
Xiao Yuchuan happily picked him up and kissed his tender cheek, “Truly dad’s good son.”
“That must be Ye’er then.” Xiao Qinghe smiled with a gentle smile, “Looks a lot like Third Brother.”
“Who are you?” Ye’er asked with wide, round eyes, looking at Xiao Qinghe, then at his biological father, “Dad, is he your brother?”
Xiao Yuchuan laughed, “Why do you say that?”
“I think he looks a bit like dad.” Little Ye’er scratched his little head, “If he stood up and asured his height, I’m guessing he’d be as tall as dad.” He glanced at his wheelchair again, “Why are you in a wheelchair, is it because your legs have trouble?”
“Ye’er, don’t be so rude!” Xiao Yuchuan lightly scolded, though his heart ached, he couldn’t bear to say even a word to his son.
“It’s alright.” Xiao Qinghe’s gaze at Ye’er was very gentle, as if looking at his own son.
“I know now, he’s Uncle Qinghe. Mom told about him.” Ye’er showed a sunny and bright smile, “Hello, Fourth Uncle, I am Su Xuanye.”
“Hello, Ye’er.” Qinghe also greeted him politely.
“Fourth Uncle, can I sit in your wheelchair?” Little Ye’er looked at his wheelchair curiously; perhaps he had never sat in such a chair, only seen it in books, adding a bit of curiosity.
“Ye’er, why are you being so naughty.” Xiao Yuchuan’s facial expression was not pleasant this ti. He was only afraid Fourth Brother would be sad, not thinking his son was too overboard.
“It’s okay.” Xiao Qinghe was very generous, “Fourth Uncle will have soone bring another chair, then move the wheelchair out for you…”
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