Listening to Qin Shanhai's sarcastic questioning, Qin Xiaojin was stunned.

He thought about the scene when he first saw Niu Wanxi, the woman who was still planting jacaranda in her illness, how could she call him "son" in person? That woman never recognized him as her son, did she?

Seeing that Qin Xiaojin's face turned white, Qin Shanhai's smile was even worse: "Even if I am the negative man you think hurt Niu Wanxi, then this is also a matter between me and Niu Wanxi, what does it have to do with you Qin Xiaojin?" In what capacity do you use to beak our relationship? Who told you you were Niu Wanxi's son? Who told you that the woman in this tomb belonged to your mother? ”

Qin Shanhai's anger was all released at this moment: "You can not believe what I said, but you can go and ask the people of the Niu family!" Niu Wanxi still has relatives alive, do their Niu family admit that you Qin Xiaojin are their nephew? ”

Qin Xiaojin hesitated, Uncle Niu never admitted it, didn't he? After moving to Jacaranda for so long, in Uncle Niu's eyes, he is a neighbor, that's all. Uncle Niu is Niu Wanxi's younger brother, if he is Niu Wanxi's son, Uncle Niu is his own uncle, how can the only uncle not recognize the only nephew?

It's not that you don't recognize it, or even don't recognize it!

This made Qin Xiaojin incredible and shocked.

What went wrong?

Qin Xiaojin's heart was beating violently, sweat was falling from his cheeks, and the whole person felt hot, he pulled his legs and wanted to leave, but Qin Shanhai didn't let him, and the ridiculous and sarcastic words were like needles in his ears, like knives, like stabs-

"No matter what happens between me and Niu Wanxi, you have no right to beak, because it's none of your business, you Qin Xiaojin is my son of Qin Shanhai, but what is the relationship between you Qin Xiaojin and Niu Wanxi? Who told you that Niu Wanxi is your mother and that you are Niu Wanxi's son? I don't admit it! Does Niu Wanxi admit it? ”

Qin Xiaojin's eyes fell to the grave, the moss on the old tombstone blurred the words "Niu Wanxi", and tears blurred Qin Xiaojin's vision.

Mother, am I your son? Are you my mother? Tell me!

But Niu Wanxi is already a pile of white bones under the roots of the jacaranda tree and a handful of loess, how can she tell him the truth?

The truth is: he may be Niu Wanxi's son, or he may not be Niu Wanxi's son!

Who the hell is he?

He is the son of Qin Shanhai, but who is his mother?

Qin Xiaojin was stunned, tears fell on his cheeks one by one, he wanted to escape, but Qin Shanhai wouldn't let him, and Li Mengyao wouldn't let him.

Li Mengyao walked up to him, raised her hand to gently wipe away his tears, and said softly: "Ozu, your father and I are truly in love, no matter what the past is, we only look at the future, I promise you that I will cherish your father's future, and I also hope that Ozu can bless us, I know that it may be difficult for you to accept me as a stepmother, I can't ask you, I can only ask myself, I will do my best to satisfy you, I only hope that Ozu you will be a mature adult, after all, you are not a child-"

In Li Mengyao's eyes, what Qin Xiaojin did was just two words.

A trick made by a stepson because he was dissatisfied with his stepmother!

His trick failed, and instead of dividing them, it made them more affectionate.

Seeing that Li Mengyao and Qin Shanhai ignored each other's affectionate eyes, and their hands were tightly clasped together, Qin Xiaojin screamed, and ran away.