"I know, for sure." Ming Yutong quickly smiled at Ming Yuqian, trying to calm him down.
Faced with Ming Yutong's smile, Ming Yuqian finally couldn't stay angry anymore.
However, he still felt a bit awkward.
At this moment, he finally showed a bit of that childish stubbornness, expecting her to be accommodating.
Ming Yutong couldn't help but laugh.
Ming Yuqian snorted and said sullenly, "How can he still have the face to appear in front of you? Back then he—"
Ming Yuqian stopped abruptly in the middle of his sentence.
He didn't want to bring up Ming Yutong's sad past again. It was his fault for speaking too quickly and realizing the inappropriateness only after saying it.
Ming Yuqian carefully observed Ming Yutong, seeing that she had no reaction, as if she was truly no longer affected by the past.
"So, in the meeting room today, you were smiling so sweetly, but it wasn't because of him?" Ming Yuqian asked suspiciously.
When Ming Yutong mentioned Fu Yinxi, he thought that Fu Yinxi had come back to pursue Ming Yutong again with sweet talk.
Thinking about it, Ming Yuqian frowned, "Wait, why did you bring up Fu Yinxiu? So, this matter is still related to him."
"Listen to me first," Ming Yutong said helplessly.
When it came to her matters, Ming Yuqian became impatient.
Ming Yuqian raised his hands in a surrender gesture and sat on the sofa, "Alright, alright, I won't interrupt. Take your time."
"Fu Yinxiu has a son," Ming Yutong went straight to the point. "He's seven years old, just the right age for my..."
Ming Yuqian had just sat down but sprang up again, "Are you saying he's your son?"
"I have that suspicion. From the first time I saw him, I had a special feeling. He felt so close, as if there was an electric current connecting us when I touched him. How could he coincidentally be the same age as the child I gave birth to? Unless, when Fu Yinxiu was with me, he was also with someone else, and we both had children the same year, both sons."
"How could it be such a coincidence?" Ming Yutong said, "Although I haven't had the chance to do a DNA test with him, I know he's definitely my son."
Ming Yuqian paced back and forth in front of Ming Yutong, making her dizzy.
Unable to bear it, she was about to ask him to stop when Ming Yuqian stopped on his own.
"So, I have a little nephew?" Ming Yuqian said excitedly.
Even though he hated Fu Yinxiu, Fu Yinxiu's son was also Ming Yutong's son.
A child that Ming Yutong cared so much about.
Therefore, he also liked that child.
Just because that child could make Ming Yutong so happy, he thought it was good.
"We need to find an opportunity to confirm it," Ming Yutong said, although she thought, even if he wasn't, she still liked Little Jingshi very much.
"You can always tell something from the looks," Ming Yuqian said, "Do you have a photo of him?"
"I'll look for it. I just added him on WeChat," Ming Yutong said, suddenly remembering that she had been chatting with Little Jingshi.
She quickly opened WeChat and saw that Little Jingshi had sent her a message.
First, there was a photo, a selfie of Little Jingshi. He was holding the phone with one hand and making a "V" sign with the other.
Behind him was his little desk with textbooks and notebooks spread out.
Following the photo was a voice message from Little Jingshi, "Tong Tong, I'm doing my homework at home. I miss you. Do you miss me? When you miss me, look at my photo."
Hearing his soft, sweet voice, Ming Yutong's mood brightened, and she couldn't help but smile.
Ming Yuqian: "..."
This kid seemed to be quite bold.
"Here, his photo." Ming Yutong handed over the phone.
Ming Yuqian took the phone and, at first glance, noticed that most of Little Jingshi's features resembled Fu Yinxiu.
His initial reaction was to not want to look anymore. But, in front of Ming Yutong, he didn't dare show that.
He continued to look and soon noticed the similarities in their eyes and other features.
"Wait a second," Ming Yuqian said, finding a photo on his phone.
Ming Yutong looked and saw that it was a childhood photo of the two of them.
The photo had low resolution and a touch of nostalgic blur.
"Why do you still have this photo?" Ming Yutong asked in surprise.
Ming Yuqian grinned, "We haven't taken many photos together since we grew up. I was going through old photos at home and came across our childhood photos. I found this one and scanned it into my phone. Isn't it nice?"
Ming Yutong smiled and nodded, "It is nice."
The people in the photo were frozen in time, carrying a wealth of memories.
Ming Yutong couldn't help but smile nostalgically.
"Sis, don't you think you looked a lot like him when you were young?" Ming Yuqian pointed to the photo, "Especially these big eyes. Even the shape and width of the double eyelids are the same."
Then, feeling a bit foolish, Ming Yuqian asked, "Sis, could this just be my imagination? Thinking he's your son makes him look more and more like you."
Ming Yutong couldn't answer that. Ming Yuqian scratched his head and said, "I really want to see this kid someday."
Ming Yutong could only sigh silently.
Fu Yinxiu didn't allow her to get close to Little Jingshi. It was hard enough for her to see Little Jingshi, let alone let Ming Yuqian meet him.
After a long silence, Ming Yutong could only say, "We'll find an opportunity."
***
On Little Jingshi's side, he quickly received Ming Yutong's reply: "Finish your homework early and go to bed early."