She's a shrewd and sweet woman who transmigrated into a book.

Chapter 170 Surprised

"Kind of."

Fu Jiexuan watched from the side, speechless. Perhaps it was because he had just caught her in an affair, and he couldn't stand it now.

What is she tired of?

He could see that she was clearly very happy.

"Leng Yunting, I have something to tell you."

It's better for Leng Yunting to tell her herself than to have someone else tell her!

Liu Jingyi hadn't really figured out what to say yet, but she needed to think it over carefully so as not to be too shocking.

Leng Yunting looked down at her. Her soft lips were pressed tightly together, as if she were a little nervous. Her fingers, which were gripping his tightly, were white, perhaps because she was gripping them too hard.

His voice was steady, "Okay."

Leng Yunting wasn't in a hurry; his grandmothers weren't as anxious about gaining or losing as they used to be.

Perhaps knowing that she wouldn't leave so easily again, like before.

The fact that his desire for control was satisfied under certain conditions made Leng Yunting feel very at ease.

He naturally had a strong desire to control her, but he knew she didn't like it, so he always kept a proper distance and didn't overdo it, making her feel uncomfortable.

"If you're tired, go upstairs and rest early. Do you want to go upstairs and take a nap first?"

Liu Jingyi wasn't actually sleepy or very tired at the moment, but since she had already started pretending, she naturally had to keep up the act. Besides, she needed to go upstairs and think carefully about how to talk to him.

"Ah."

After Liu Jingyi went upstairs, Leng Yunting glanced at Fu Jiexuan beside him and asked,

Aren't you going home yet?

Fu Jiexuan glanced at Fu Tingli, unsure whether he should speak.

After all, he knew how much Brother Ting loved Liu Jingyi.

He was absolutely madly in love with her!

"Brother Ting, I have something to do. Let's go outside to talk."

Leng Yunting glanced at him, frowned, and asked,
"What is it that you can't talk about at home, but have to talk about outside?"

But she still got up and followed them out.

Without saying a word, Fu Jiexuan pulled him into the car.
"Brother Ting, you need to be mentally prepared."

Leng Yunting was completely bewildered by his action.

"what happened?"

Fu Jiexuan didn't speak, but simply led the person to a house and said something.
"Brother Ting, you go ahead, I'll head back first."

Leng Yunting didn't know what he was doing, but as a brother, he trusted him.

A cool breeze began to rise, and Leng Yunting stood in front of the courtyard gate for a long time.

Without further hesitation, he pushed open the door. Whatever was inside, he had to find out.

Leng Yuchen was somewhat surprised when he saw this man.

His mother's ex-husband, his biological father.

He had actually seen them quite a few times, though most of them were in the newspapers.

The last time I saw him was after my mother passed away.

Back to this moment.

Leng Yuchen remained calm and composed. Even though he didn't know why this man had suddenly come looking for him, he was very polite.
"you are?"

Having held a high position for many years, Leng Yunting's scrutinizing gaze slowly swept over him without the slightest attempt to conceal it.

This is clearly me when I was a child!
But he doesn't seem like someone his age at all.

Leng Yunting was extremely surprised.

Staring into his eyes, their gazes met, calm and direct. He knew that the boy who looked so much like him knew him.

"Hello, Leng Yunting."

Leng Yuchen wore a polite smile, but his eyes were cold.
"Hello, how can I help you?" He spoke quickly, and his already polite tone sounded even more courteous now.

For some reason, Leng Yunting felt as if his heart was being tightly gripped by something.

The boy was very proper and polite.

He could sense that the boy in front of him didn't like him, but there seemed to be expectation in his eyes.

After a moment, Leng Yunting, not wanting to beat around the bush, calmly asked,

"What is your relationship with me? And what is your relationship with my wife?"

Leng Yunting got straight to the point, without uttering a single unnecessary word.

"Does she know that Mr. Leng came all this way to see me?"

He knew his mother; she probably wouldn't tell his father about his existence so soon.

The man before me still maintained this cold and austere demeanor.

Leng Yuchen still remembers that when the man was holding his mother's body, he only said one sentence.
"Yiyi, I'll take you home."

Leng Yunting's voice interrupted Leng Yuchen's recollection once again.
"I'm asking you, what exactly is our relationship? Who are you?"

You can already tell from that sentence that the tone was impolite.

The father's patience was running out, and it was clear that he wouldn't be so good-tempered anymore.

Leng Yuchen seemed unafraid, and gave an irrelevant answer.
"Mr. Leng, does it really matter to you who I am?"

Leng Yunting looked at him and listened to what he said, which made him feel even more uncomfortable, for some reason.
Even though it was the first time we met, it felt like I'd known him for ages.

When facing his father, Leng Yuchen still harbored some resentment towards him.

He clearly loved his mother deeply, but for some reason, when he returned to the capital, he not only didn't take her with him, but he also divorced her.

If he could have taken his mother back with him, would the outcome have been different?

He will receive his mother's love, and his mother will not end up like that.

Leng Yunting was also observing him. Apart from resembling him when he was young, his expression was very similar to Liu Jingyi's when he had a faint smile on his lips.

He had a strange feeling that the child in front of him was his and her child.

When Leng Yunting had this thought, he wondered if he was going crazy.

His expression immediately turned to surprise.

"she does not know."

Was this answer what you expected?

Even though Leng Yunting's mind was in turmoil, he remained unusually calm on the surface.

The boy looked at him with the same similar gaze.

No matter how much time has passed, no matter what has happened.

He actually had no affection for the father who caused his and his mother's tragic end.

Is it good looks? A great figure? A knack for sweet-talking? Or perhaps power and influence?

Of course, he is indeed good-looking.

Needless to say.

"Here I am."

He was very polite.

Leng Yunting stared at his face, silently looking at it again and again.
What exactly is your relationship with us?

Leng Yuchen honestly replied,
"I can't tell you."

He thought for a moment, then said another sentence.
"Before she agrees."

Leng Yunting looked at him, and even without him saying anything, he knew how to figure it out.

Before leaving, Leng Yunting looked at him.
"Although I don't know what our relationship is, I believe we are connected in some way."

"I don't know why, but when I see you, I feel a pang of heartache, but I don't know why?"

"Even though this is our first time meeting, I don't feel like it?"