Chapter 32

Song Shan took it, and when she looked at the little boy's face in the photo, her pupils were like an earthquake, and her head went blank in shock.

How could it be? How could Tang Zhixia's son look so similar to Xi Jiuchen? She continued to flip through, the more she looked at it, the more frightened she became, and even the doubts in her heart became certain.

Tang Zhixia's son is not a man's wild seed, but a seed left by Xi Jiuchen on the night five years ago, and Tang Zhixia was born quietly abroad.

"How old is this kid!"

"Tang Zhixia, this slut said that he was three years old, but I don't think it looks like it, how can a three-year-old be so tall. Tang Qingqing snorted, feeling that Tang Zhixia was full of panic.

Song Shan looked at the child on the screen, she only felt that her heart was grasped by a big one, and she couldn't breathe.

Tang Zhixia didn't know that the man five years ago was Xi Jiuchen, so she didn't know that her son was Xi Jiuchen's species.

Now, the relationship between her and Xi Jiuchen is not just as simple as her mother sacrificing herself to save Xi Jiuchen when she was a child, but now, the most important thing is that her son is the blood of the Xi family.

Song Shan's head was on the verge of collapse, why was Tang Zhixia so lucky? Five years ago, she had Xi Jiuchen's child in just one night?

It seems that she must also be with Xi Jiuchen as soon as possible, as long as she also gives birth to Xi Jiuchen's child, she can have the strength to confront Tang Zhixia.

At that time, Tang Zhixia's son will be a grass, and her son will be the heir of the Xi family empire.

With this idea, Song Shan seemed to come to life.

"Shanshan, what are you doing in a daze? What's wrong with you lately?" Tang Qingqing found that Song Shan's face on the other side was deep.

"It's nothing, it's just that I've been so busy lately, I'm so busy that I'm dizzy. Song Shan said panicked, pretending to be tired.

Tang Qingqing did not doubt him, if she knew that Song Shan was living a rich life now, and her food and clothing were the best, she would probably be crazy with jealousy.

Because in Tang Qingqing's eyes, Song Shan has always been holding her back.

Therefore, this is Song Shan's biggest resentment, she used to live like a dog, not to be looked at by others, she swore that she must one day be the young grandmother of the Xi family, so that she can raise her eyebrows and appear in front of everyone with her toes high.

Tang Zhixia went to pick up her son after work, and when she returned to the small house in the evening, she cooked two plates of home-cooked side dishes and cooked her son's favorite chicken thigh pot, and the little guy could eat a big bowl of rice.

"Mommy, grandpa said that you are not young, I hope you can find a companion. The little one suddenly spoke.

Tang Zhixia couldn't help but laugh and said, "With you, I have a companion!"

"Mommy, grandpa asked me who my daddy is, and can you find him back!" the little guy asked again.

Tang Zhixia didn't smile, but looked at his son seriously, "Chenchen, let's not look for Daddy, okay? Mommy can raise you alone." ”

"But my grandfather said that it is wrong for my father to be irresponsible, and he must be responsible for you and me. The little guy said with the expression of a little adult.

Tang Zhixia was secretly speechless, what did the father and son say this?

"Grandpa said he would be old and would not be able to take care of us one day. ”

Now Tang Zhixia was a little teary-eyed, it turned out that his father was worried that he would grow old one day and would not be able to take care of their mother and son, she held back her tears and said, "Chenchen, my mother will definitely become strong, I will take care of you and grandpa." ”

"Well, Chenchen will also grow up quickly, grow taller and taller, and take care of Mommy and Grandpa. After the little guy finished speaking, he ate again.

Tang Zhixia's heart is very soft, her son is her everything, and she must build a home for her son that can shelter from the wind and rain.

Tomorrow is Saturday.

Early in the morning, Tang Zhixia thought that he didn't have to go to work, but he didn't expect to receive a call from Li Mei in the morning.

"Zhixia, why didn't you come to work overtime?"