Chatper 1791 (1/2)

He even forgot Pei Yiting's existence, squatted down slowly, and let out a painful groan. "I'm sorry for her..."

This is the first time that an uncle who has always been strong shows such a fragile appearance in front of him, which Pei Yiting did not expect.

It seems that the importance of aunt to uncle is self-evident...

"For so long, she has been hiding it from me..." Cheng Xiaodong's face was full of pain, he completely forgot about Pei Yiting's existence, and was completely immersed in grief.

Knowing that Cheng Xiaodong needed time, Pei Yiting didn't make a sound, let alone disturb him.

Seeing this scene, Qibao held his hand in fear: "Father, what's wrong with uncle and grandpa?"

"Grandpa is thinking of grandma, Qibao, don't be afraid, just don't disturb grandpa." Pei Yiting whispered to his daughter, and Qibao nodded quickly.

I don't know how long it took before Cheng Xiaodong came back to reality from the intense emotion. The moment he raised his head, his eyes were full of pain.

Pei Yiting's heart moved slightly, and he wanted to help him up, but Cheng Xiaodong had already stood up on his own initiative.

His back was slightly bent, and he seemed to have aged a few years in an instant.

Even Pei Yiting didn't expect that this incident would hit uncle so hard.

Jian Mei couldn't help frowning, suddenly not sure whether it was right or wrong to tell the truth.

Cheng Xiaodong suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and summoned up the courage to ask him: "Yiting, tell me, Xiaoyue, is that the child she gave birth to?"

Pei Yiting's expression was slightly cold, and he was not surprised to see Cheng Xiaodong's doubts on Xia Yueqing so quickly.

After all, his uncle is not an ordinary person.

Although Cheng Xiaodong's expression was not as out of control as before, he still looked like he was being hit.

Not knowing what his uncle's real attitude towards this was, Pei Yiting shook his head affirmatively. "Uncle, Xia Yueqing is not."

As soon as the words fell, Cheng Xiaodong's gaze immediately turned to him, "No? Where's that child?"

Pei Yiting shook his head neatly, and said softly, "I don't know."

"You don't know either? How come?" Cheng Xiaodong's voice raised slightly, as if he didn't quite believe this sentence.

"Uncle, don't doubt it. I really don't know. My aunt didn't tell me what happened."

After Cheng Xiaodong listened, his expression felt lost, even a bit ashamed.

"It's really not Xiaoyue?" He murmured to himself.

That reaction, although shocking, was not as out of control as Pei Yiting imagined.

Not to mention that he deliberately lied to him.

Pei Yiting couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and looked at Cheng Xiaodong with sharp eyes.

"No, to tell you the truth, Uncle, in order to confirm the ins and outs, I have sent the samples of you and Xia Yueqing to two appraisal agencies for identification. She has no blood relationship with you, Uncle, so it cannot be that child." This time, Pei Yiting said very clear.

However, these thunderous words caused Cheng Xiaodong to raise his head suddenly.

"What did you say? Me and Xiaoyue?"

Pei Yiting frowned, "What else?"

Immediately, his uncle shook his head and told him with great certainty: "You are wrong about Yiting."

"Huh?" What do you mean?

After a while, Cheng Xiaodong smiled wryly and told the truth: "Because the child's father is not me at all."

Pei Yiting's eyes shrank suddenly, and he called out silently, "What?"

At this point, Cheng Xiaodong smiled wryly, "You heard me right."

"What the hell is going on? Aunt said it was you..." His voice suddenly stopped at this point.

One said yes, one said no, who said it was true?