Disabled Mr. Zhan is the Child’s Father, It Can’t Be Hidden Anymore!

Not long after, Zhan Xiaoting arrived.

After seeing her, he immediately asked with concern, "Are you okay? Why did you come to the hospital again after you were fine?"

Tang Weiwei simply said that she just accidentally fell down, and then immediately asked, "Where is An'an?"

"Of course An An is at the old house!" Zhan Xiaoting replied matter-of-factly, "Didn't you ask grandpa to take care of him?"

Tang Weiwei felt very unhappy when she thought about seeing An An in the cemetery, calling her feudal or superstitious.

An'an's illness has not recovered yet, and it is very unlucky to go to a place like a cemetery, so she has never taken him to see her brother in all these years.

"Do you know why I asked grandpa to take care of An An instead of taking him out?" She said with some dissatisfaction, "That's because I don't want him to follow."

"So?" Zhan Xiaoting didn't understand the causal relationship between these sentences.

Seeing that he was still pretending to be stupid, Tang Weiwei pointed it out straight to the point, "So, why did you take An An to the cemetery?"

"What cemetery? When did I take An An to the cemetery?" Zhan Xiaoting looked at her speechlessly and complained, "Tang Weiwei, you broke your leg, not your brain. Don't say some inexplicable words."

"You still don't admit it!" Tang Weiwei snorted coldly, "I saw An An with my own eyes, and he told me that he wanted to find his father. Do you dare to say that the father he said was not you?"

Hearing this, Zhan Xiaoting frowned.

Of course he won't deny that he is An An's father and the only father, but...

"I didn't take An An to any cemetery!" He reiterated.

"Really?" Tang Weiwei was skeptical.

He really didn't look like he was lying. If she hadn't seen An An in the cemetery with her own eyes, she might have truly believed him.

"If you don't believe it, you can ask An An and grandpa!" Zhan Xiaoting felt a little unhappy.

Is what he said so unbelievable?

Tang Weiwei nodded, "I will!"

"How is your leg? Can you walk on your own?" Zhan Xiaoting asked, and without waiting for her answer, he picked her up in a domineering hug.

"Put me down first. I can walk by myself!" Tang Weiwei struggled immediately. Her legs no longer hurt as much as they did at first.

"Don't move around. The wound on my arm hasn't healed yet. Do you want to break my wound?" Zhan Xiaoting reminded with a frown.

Hearing this, Tang Weiwei also remembered the injury on his arm, and immediately did not dare to struggle anymore, and obediently allowed him to carry her away from the hospital.

The two of them had just left, and the man who was supposed to leave came out from around the corner. Looking at their leaving figures, a dark light flashed in his eyes.

Soon, the two people returned to the old house.

When Mr. Zhan found out that Tang Weiwei was brought back by Zhan Xiaoting, he asked worriedly, "Weiwei, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just had a fall!" Tang Weiwei said a little embarrassedly, "I've gone to the hospital for a checkup. It's nothing. I'll just rest for a day and I'll be fine tomorrow."

After hearing what she said, several people felt relieved.

An An threw herself into her arms affectionately and said sweetly, "Mom, I miss you."

Tang Weiwei became very angry when she thought about what happened in the cemetery. She reached out and pinched her son's face.

"Hmph..." She snorted unhappily, "You still have the nerve to say you miss your mother. Then why did you say you didn't know your mother when you were in the cemetery? And you called me aunt?"

An An looked at her blankly, "Mom, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand? I didn't go to the cemetery."

"You didn't go? But I clearly saw you and even talked to you!" Tang Weiwei frowned.

"But I really didn't go!" An An blinked and said very seriously.

Tang Weiwei frowned. Then, she looked at Mr. Zhan and said, "Grandpa, I won't listen to them. Tell me, did Zhan Xiaoting take An An out this morning?"

Maybe An An and Zhan Xiaoting would collude to hide this matter together, but she believed that Mr. Zhan would not join them in lying to her.

Hearing this, Mr. Zhan said, "Weiwei, have you misjudged the person? An An has been studying Tang poetry with me today and has never left the old house."

Hearing this, Tang Weiwei's eyes flashed with confusion.

It's not that she doesn't believe them, but she is very sure that she really saw An An, and she saw it clearly, and she would never admit her mistake.

But if someone says that An An has never been to the cemetery, maybe the other person is lying. But An An, Zhan Xiaoting, and Mr. Zhan all said so, so there is nothing to doubt.

Could it be that what she saw in the cemetery was really not An An?

Sudden…

Tang Weiwei thought that when she saw 'An An' in the cemetery, she found that he had not only grown taller, but also gained weight.

Thinking this, she immediately looked at An An.

Then he discovered that An An didn't grow taller or fatter, so was that really not An An?

She knew that people were similar, but it was obviously unreasonable to be so similar that even her mother would admit her mistake, unless...

They are twins! !

Tang Weiwei suddenly thought of her son Kangkang who had no breathing when he was born, and her thoughts suddenly began to rush.

Could it be...

Her Kangkang is not dead? But survived?

"Maybe I really saw it wrong." Tang Weiwei smiled reluctantly, then rubbed her temples, "I feel a little tired and want to go back to the room to take a rest."

After that, without waiting for them to say anything, he went upstairs.

After returning to the room, she did not go to rest immediately, but called a private investigator.

The private detective thought she was asking about the progress of his search for the person. She didn't need to ask, so he immediately said, "Our people have already entered the Royal Hotel. The things you asked me to check will still take a while."

Seeing that he had misunderstood, Tang Weiwei immediately said, "I know, I have other things, and I want you to help me investigate."

Then, she told what happened in the cemetery today and said, "I suspect that my other son is not dead. Please help me investigate."

The private detective heard this and agreed.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Weiwei felt very complicated. She was happy that her youngest son might not be dead, but she was also afraid that the final result would disappoint her.

…

Tang Weiwei was forced to stay in the old house to recuperate due to her leg injury. After eating a lot of supplementary food, her leg finally recovered without leaving any scars.

After the injury healed, she and Zhan Xiaoting left the old house under Mr. Zhan's reluctant eyes, and took An An back to the hospital.

She also went back to work.

When it was time to get off work, Tang Weiwei was about to go back when she suddenly received a call from Jiang Cheng, telling her that Jiang Yuan's situation had changed.

Her heart sank heavily, and before Jiang Cheng could finish speaking, she hung up the phone and rushed to the hospital as quickly as possible.

Pushing open the door of the ward, she found Jiang Cheng wiping tears in the ward, but Jiang Yuan was missing. Could it be that he...

Jiang Cheng's eyes flashed with panic, and he hesitated, "Weiwei, Jiang Yuan..."

She didn't know what to say next.

Tang Weiwei's mind went blank and her voice trembled violently, "Sister Cheng, is Jiang Yuan dead?"