She was just pouting her lips to let me kiss her, but now her lips are tightly closed, she refuses to cooperate, and looks resistant.
Song Lan gently rubbed his lips against Jiang Mingxi's. The little one wasn't cooperating, so he tried to coax her, "Our Xiaoxi should be someone who speaks her mind and does what she needs to do, and never wastes her Xiaoxi, right?"
Jiang Mingxi blinked.
That's right.
He's the bubbly Xiaoxi that drives me crazy when others are arguing amongst themselves.
Why would I hide in this tent and make myself uncomfortable?
That's not right!
If you're feeling bad, you should make others feel bad too.
Making yourself miserable is just wasting your own time!
No, no, this isn't right!
With an indignant look on her face, Jiang Mingxi said pitifully, "The headmistress took me home, but my brother wouldn't let me in, saying he didn't recognize me."
He filed a complaint.
Song Lan's heart skipped a beat.
"Did the orphanage director take you back to the Bai Family?"
Jiang Mingxi nodded angrily, furious. She jumped up, indignant, "Yes, but my brother said I'm not his child, but I clearly am!"
Song Lan subconsciously felt that Bai Zheming wouldn't say such a thing.
Is Jiang Mingxi's memory flawed?
Or is there some misunderstanding?
He took a deep breath. Gu Yanchu said that only by guiding people to stabilize their emotions can one help patients stabilize their emotions.
Song Lan slowly exhaled, then reached out to button up Jiang Mingxi's clothes one button at a time. Trying to gauge Jiang Mingxi's current mood, she joined in her indignation, "My God, he's gone too far!"
Jiang Mingxi:...
ha?
Song Lan exclaimed vehemently, "How could he do that! This person is truly hopeless!"
Jiang Mingxi, protective of her own, though she had been sulking and hiding in the tent just a moment ago, snorted again upon hearing this, "Maybe that person isn't him at all. The image that flashed in my mind was the original owner telling his friend that the older brother wasn't born to the same mother."
After saying that.
Fearing that Song Lan might not understand him due to his mental state, Jiang Mingxi added, "Do you even know what it means to not be born to the same mother?"
Song Lan:...
Am I stupid?!
Song Lan tugged at Jiang Mingxi's waistband and pulled it up a bit, then asked, "So, was it because Xiaoxi didn't want to talk to her brother just now? But Xiaoxi already knows that the person who rejected you wasn't your real brother. Wouldn't your brother be very sad after what you did to him?"
Jiang Mingxi pouted, "But I'm not really sure either."
But Song Lan is right too. If it weren't Bai Zheming who rejected him, then...
Song Lan didn't give Jiang Mingxi a chance to get emotional again. She stood up, pulled Jiang Mingxi up with her, and said, "If we have any questions, we should ask them directly. Our Xiaoxi has never been one to hide things, right?"
"Internal strife is not something our Xiaoxi does."
Jiang Mingxi nodded in strong agreement, then put on her shoes and strode out with a proud and confident air.
[It's out! It...]
[Holy crap, those hickeys on my neck are so deep!]
What were those two doing in there?
[Shouldn't we be asking what Song Lan did inside?]
[I hate Song Lan! Bai Zheming is outside, feeling so bad he can barely breathe, and he's doing this in the tent. He's disgusting.]
[This is disgusting, and it's happening live! Is this a male dog in heat? Holy crap!]
[I look down on Song Lan. I used to think he was a good actor, but now I see he's just trash!]
[Is this toxic? When Jiang Mingxi left, he was not only almost broken, he looked like he was about to die. Song Lan carried him inside, no matter what method they used. Now Jiang Mingxi is out safe and sound. Is your brain just full of nonsense?]
[Who let this mad dog out? Get lost, you idiot, don't embarrass yourself.]
The live chat erupted in a cacophony of comments.
After Jiang Mingxi was taken away by Song Lan, Bai Zheming stood there without moving, staring blankly at the tent, his face full of sadness.
When Jiang Mingxi suddenly appeared, his eyes lit up.
His lips moved as if to utter a Xiaoxi, but only his lips moved; no sound came out.
Jiang Mingxi, on the other hand, walked directly to Bai Zheming in a few steps, like a proud and aloof little fox, " Teacher Song told me that there are things that need to be clarified."
Bai Zheming had no idea what Jiang Mingxi was going to say.
She subconsciously glanced at Song Lan, who had followed Jiang Mingxi Jiang Mingxi and was walking slowly behind her without immediately stepping forward.
A broken heart suddenly leaped into my throat.
His breathing even stopped a little.
She wrung her hands helplessly. "Little Xiaoxi, what does she want to say?"
What do you want to say?
Bai Zheming couldn't guess, but his mind was a jumbled mess of wild guesses.
Jiang Mingxi didn't pause and immediately said, "When I was little, the headmistress took me back to the Bai Family once. I remember it clearly. Although I was young, I knew my home."
"I'm sure the place the headmistress took me to was my home."
"But when the door opened, an older boy came out and said I wasn't a child of this family."
"But I can't be mistaken. I had only been at the orphanage for a short time then. I can't forget my home."
[Holy crap, I think I know why Jiang Mingxi's face looked so grim just now.]
[ Bai Zheming said that his parents and younger brother died in the fire, which means that Jiang Mingxi survived the fire, was raised in an orphanage, found a home, but was rejected by her family. Holy crap!]
[Try to put myself in their shoes... I can't, my heart aches, I dare not put myself in their shoes.]
[But Jiang Mingxi was only three or four years old at that time, right? How could she remember that?]
[Severe trauma leaves indelible memories. These memories may not be immediately apparent, but certain conditions can trigger them, indicating severe trauma.]
After Jiang Mingxi finished speaking, she subconsciously glanced back.
Song Lan stood a step behind him. When he looked over, Song Lan smiled at him and said, "I'm here."
Jiang Mingxi's unease seemed to dissipate, and she turned to look at Bai Zheming, "I don't know if the person who rejected me was you, but he was standing right at my doorstep, my home."
Bai Zheming was startled upon hearing this.
"How could I not acknowledge you? Xiaoxi, you're my brother."
Bai Zheming could hardly imagine how painful it must have been for Xiaoxi when she was rejected, how she left her home after being rejected, and how she accepted the fact when she returned to the orphanage...
Bai Zheming didn't even dare to think about it.
Just thinking about it makes me so painful I can't breathe; it hurts all over my internal organs.
Almost instinctively, he reached for Jiang Mingxi's hand, " Xiaoxi, your brother will never disown you. Your brother has always dreamed of you being alive, your brother..."
His voice choked with emotion.
Bai Zheming found himself unable to continue.
But after all, we're adults now, and many of our heartaches and bitterness are buried deep inside, only surfacing in the dead of night.
He took a deep breath, forcing himself to control his emotions, "Brother, find this person, okay? Find him for Xiaoxi."
Zhao Jiayuan looked at Jiang Mingxi, then at Bai Zheming, and suddenly said, " Xiaoxi, since you're alive, could your parents be alive too?"
In front of the screen.
Bai Corporation's President's Office
A water glass fell to the ground with a clatter because its owner's hand was shaking.