The matter has basically been determined, just a word from his father.

Why is he hiding all this?

Sang Yuxin quit Xia Bing's room and stayed in the study, quietly waiting for his father to come back.

The sky is a little bit dark, the night is very beautiful tonight, the moonlight poured down on the ground, like a thin layer of gauze for the earth.

Pure and beautiful.

Sang Yuxin sat quietly waiting for time to pass.

The sound of the engine came from downstairs, and he moved slightly.

From far to near, sang Yuxin felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

With the sound of the door being opened, "pa ~" the room suddenly became brilliant.

Seeing sang Yuxin sitting quietly in the room, sang Shijun's eyebrows flashed in surprise, "at night, what are you doing here? Is the light still on? "

Not waiting for sang Yuxin to speak, sang Shijun chuckled: "frighten me?"

Suddenly, sang Yuxin grinned.

Sang Shijun was stunned.

I think this smile is more weird and frightening than sitting in his study without lights on at night.

"Something?" He raised his eyebrows and slowly came to the desk and sat down.

He had taken off his coat and was only wearing a white shirt.

Two buttons on the neckline were untied, and a part of the sleeve on the wrist was pulled up, revealing a tight arm of wheat color. On the wrist, the meticulous quartz watch was emitting a glittering cold light.

When sang Yuxin came to him, he took out the photo and took it in front of him: "what is this?"

Sang Shijun frowned slightly and glanced at the photo.

After seeing what was on it, he immediately widened his eyes, covered his eyebrows with a layer of anger, and glared at sang Yuxin: "you turn over my things?"

"That's not the point." Sang Yuxin slowly photographed that stack of color Doppler ultrasound reports in front of him: "and these."

Looking at these reports, sang Shijun looks more and more gloomy and profound.

Sonyu channel: "I already know what's on these reports. Now, I have only one question to ask you. "

Sang Shijun had expected what he was going to ask, but he still asked, "what's the problem?"

Sang Yuxin looked at sang Shijun seriously and said, "Xia Bing, is she my biological mother?"

Sang Shijun's laryngeal knot moved, drawing an elegant arc on his neck.

His eyelashes trembled and separated the light and shadow cast by the chandelier. His dark eyes were as deep as the dark sea.

Time goes by second by second.

The air was so quiet that needles could be heard.

Sang Yuxin didn't even dare to breathe loudly for fear of disturbing the sanctity of this moment.

He was staring straight at his father, waiting for him to tell him the truth.

For a long time, sang Shijun finally opened his mouth. His voice was low and dumb: "since you already know, what do you want me to do?"

Suddenly, sang Yuxin's eyes were as bright as a torch. Something wet was falling out of his eyes, dripping down his cheek, and smashing frost flowers on the floor.

Suddenly, sang Yuxin laughed.

Grinning like a bright flower.

It's been a long time since he was so happy.

He turned to tell his mother the good news, but sang Shijun stopped him: "stop."

Sang Yuxin looks back at his father.

Sangshijun's eyes were cold, "does your mother still don't know?"

Sang Yuxin nodded.

"You can't let her know the truth."

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