Chapter 1805: 1798 The First Reunion of the Xiao Family
Chapter 1805: Chapter 1798 The First Reunion of the Xiao Family
“Ningning has been found, why are you still crying?” Xiao Yu pushed the wheelchair in from outside the door.
As soon as he heard Su Miaoyan crying, he hurried over and pulled his pampered young wife into his arms, gently patting her back, comforting her like a little girl.
The more he comforted, the more Su Miaoyan cried, looking pitifully at Rong Ning, “Ningning won’t let me kiss and hug him; does he not like me as his mother? But I miss Ningning so much…”
She had lost him for over a decade, missed him for over a decade, dreaming every night of the child who returned to her arms!
A trace of helplessness appeared in Xiao Yu’s eyes, “How old is he now? Does he still cling to his mother? Look at him now; can he still be attached to his mother?”
Su Miaoyan raised her head in bewilderment and suddenly realized Rong Ning had grown so tall!
Standing in front of him, she only reached his chest!
Crying with a red face, Su Miaoyan pouted, eyes full of sadness, “My Ningning is so tall, so grown up!”
He was an adult now, nearly coming of age, not the little baby she cradled back then.
Rong Ning couldn’t understand why Su Miaoyan, at her age, still had such a pure heart like a young girl’s. He outwardly pretended to be very filial, “Thank you, mother, for thinking of me all these years.”
He opened his arms, originally intending to hug Su Miaoyan gently, but Su Miaoyan hugged him tightly, tears streaming down as she cried, “Don’t say thank you! It’s mother who let you down! If I had been more capable back then, you wouldn’t have been taken from us. Your Daddy exhausted everything of the Xiao family but still couldn’t find you. All these years…we didn’t see a glimmer of hope!”
They feared the child would be abused, feared the child would die in some cold, damp place, feared they’d never have the chance to see him again in this lifetime.
“Fortunately, fortunately, my Ningning is back! Mother will surely protect you well, never let anyone hurt you again, my Ningning!”
Su Miaoyan raised her head, gently caressing Rong Ning’s face, smiling with two sweet dimples on her cheeks, “It’s so good, Ningning, you look so much like brother Yu and me.”
She turned back, crying and smiling at Xiao Yu, “Brother Yu, look, isn’t Ningning so much like us.”
Xiao Yu smiled, “Yes.”
He looked exactly like Xiao Yu when he was young.
Rong Ning, hearing Xiao Yu’s words, nodded and smiled.
He didn’t feel he looked much like Xiao Yu and Su Miaoyan. He was merely using the identity of ‘Xiao Ning’ to leverage the power of the Xiao family!
His father had planned this strategy years ago; the son of the Xiao family had long been killed by his father.
Rong Ning shared a meal with Xiao Yu and Su Miaoyan, and Su Miaoyan insisted on cooking herself. Xiao Yu told her not to bother with making unappetizing dishes, saying their son was injured. Su Miaoyan reluctantly agreed, giving him a playful hit, and obediently sat eating the meals brought from the kitchen.
During the meal, Su Miaoyan was eager to pile all the dishes into Xiao Yu’s bowl, repeatedly urging him to eat more.
Xiao Yu looked at his bowl, piled high like a mountain, his gaze slightly cold, “Thank you, mother.”
“Ningning, don’t always be so polite! You’re our son; what does family need to thank each other for? Your sister never said such things! Just stay by father and mother’s side, letting us pamper and take care of you,” said Su Miaoyan, looking at his defined profile, exceptionally distressed.
Xiao Yu mentioned seeing him apply medicine yesterday; there were many scars on his body, all sword wounds. He had a hard time in Beiling City.
Su Miaoyan saw he wasn’t as delicate and adorable as Xiao Yuntang, and felt immensely guilty.
“Sister?” Rong Ning recalled that Xiao Yu and Su Miaoyan had another daughter named Xiao Yuntang.