The boss has no descendants, but he encounters four smaller versions of himself

Chapter 989 Meeting Si Nian for the Last Time

Mr. and Mrs. Qiao entered the living room, followed by several attendants carrying large and small bags of gifts.

Various expensive toys, exquisite children's clothing, and even small gold and jade ornaments were piled up in one corner of the living room, which shows how much they valued this meeting.

When the maid appeared carrying little Ayan, Mr. and Mrs. Qiao's eyes were immediately drawn to her.

The child was wearing soft cotton clothes, with a fair face and delicate features, especially his calm eyes and slightly pursed lips. His expression and features were exactly like a young Joss.

Mr. Qiao was convinced of the child's identity after just one glance.

Mrs. Qiao was already so excited that her eyes were red and her nose was sore. She secretly held Mr. Qiao's hand, but her gaze lingered greedily on Xiao Ayan, as if she couldn't get enough of looking at her.

Suddenly faced with two emotionally charged, teary-eyed strangers staring at her, Xiao Ayan was completely bewildered.

He blinked his big, dark eyes, his little face filled with confusion and a little unease, his little hands unconsciously clutching the collar of the servant who was holding him.

Little Ayan's inner thoughts: ? ? ?

Who are these two grandparents? Why are they crying when they look at me? Am I too scary-looking?

Looking at their son, Ayan, who looked exactly like a child, Mr. and Mrs. Qiao made a request: "Can we... hold the baby?"

Wen Xiaoman didn't speak, because even as her biological mother, she hadn't received much affection or reliance from her son.

Little Ayan is slow to warm up and shy around strangers; whether or not to let him hold her depends entirely on the little guy's own decision.

She has no right to decide.

Mr. and Mrs. Qiao naturally understood this principle as well.

Seeing Xiao Ayan's indifferent face, the two suppressed their anxiety, tried their best to show the most amiable smiles, and approached Xiao Ayan to discuss it with him.

"Little one, can Grandma hold you?"

"Grandpa and Grandma brought you lots and lots of fun toys."

However, Xiao Ayan merely glanced at them with her cool, clear eyes that resembled Qiao Sinian's, then turned her little neck and turned her back to them, clearly expressing her rejection.

He even shifted his little body impatiently, mumbling, "Brother... Sister..."

The meaning is clear: he wants to go play with his four older brothers and his little sister, Candy, and doesn't want to stay here surrounded by strangers.

Mr. and Mrs. Qiao's smiles froze on their faces, their eyes dimmed, and a deep sense of loss washed over them.

This is their own grandson, they are blood relatives, yet they treat him very coldly.

However, they were people who had experienced many ups and downs, and they knew that it was normal for the child not to recognize them at first meeting.

They could only comfort themselves by thinking that things would get better with the child eventually, as long as they spent more time together.

While one may understand rationally, it is still difficult to feel emotionally distressed.

As Madam Qiao watched Xiao Ayan's retreating figure, she couldn't help but think that if this child had grown up by their side from a young age and been cared for by them personally, they certainly wouldn't be so distant...

The couple had been hoping for so many years that Si Nian would have a child.

Now that a perfectly legitimate eldest grandson has suddenly appeared out of nowhere, they are not only overjoyed, but also have an impulse to take the child back and raise him themselves.

But this request was really difficult to make, as Wen Xiaoman was the child's biological mother, and the Su family treated Xiao Ayan as their own son.

From both a moral and logical standpoint, they have no right or qualification to request that the child be taken away.

While Xiao Ayan was being taken to play in the garden by the four little treasures and Xiao Tangguo, only Wen Xiaoman and the Qiao couple remained in the living room.

Mr. and Mrs. Qiao exchanged a glance, knowing that they had another important mission on this trip: to persuade Wen Xiaoman.

But before Mr. Qiao could speak, Wen Xiaoman made her stance clear: "Mr. Qiao, Mrs. Qiao has already told me what needs to be said, so you don't need to repeat it. My answer remains the same: I will not go back with you."

Mr. Qiao choked for a moment. Thinking of his son's current situation, he was anxious and couldn't care less about anything else. He could only speak more harshly.

“Miss Wen, if Si Nian desperately needs your help right now, and if he can’t see you, he might… die with regrets, even so, can’t you… go see him?”

Died with eyes wide open in disgrace?

These four words are far too serious.

Upon hearing this, Wen Xiaoman's face instantly turned pale.

Of course, Mr. Qiao was deliberately exaggerating his words.

He didn't know whether his son would die with regrets, but unless he exaggerated the situation, given Wen Xiaoman's current disheartened state, there was absolutely no way he would be persuaded.

Wen Xiaoman regained her composure and asked, "Why does he need my help? Why would he... die with his eyes open in disbelief if he couldn't see me?"

Mr. Qiao glanced at Mrs. Qiao. They had agreed not to reveal the truth about their son, but now that things had come to this, if they kept it a secret any longer, Wen Xiaoman would not change her mind.

Mr. Qiao braced himself and said, "We can't tell you the inside story, but once you meet him, you'll understand everything."

Wen Xiaoman frowned deeply.

This statement is essentially meaningless; it's more like bait.

The problem has come full circle: Qiao Sinian simply refuses to see her!

If she can't even meet him, how can she know the so-called "hidden story"? How can she "help" him?

This feeling of being kept in the dark made her feel irritable and powerless.

But Wen Xiaoman vaguely sensed that the "hidden story" they were talking about might not be unfounded, but rather a real one.

Could it be... that Qiao Sinian has really encountered some enormous difficulty?

She decided to stop beating around the bush and asked directly, "Why don't you just tell me straight, what happened to Si Nian? What exactly happened to him?"

Mrs. Qiao's lips moved, as if she wanted to say something.

However, at this crucial moment, Mr. Qiao's phone suddenly rang.

Upon seeing the caller's name displayed on the screen, he quickly answered the phone.

After hearing what was said on the other end of the phone, Mr. Qiao's face suddenly turned extremely pale, his color drained instantly, and even the fingers holding the phone turned white.

He seemed to have been struck by some terrible news, standing there stunned, his eyes vacant, not moving for a long time.

Seeing this, Mrs. Qiao felt a surge of unease and quickly grabbed his arm, asking, "Husband? What's wrong? What happened?"

Mr. Qiao was jolted back to his senses by her presence. He turned around abruptly and looked at Wen Xiaoman with an extremely complicated expression: "Ms. Wen, my husband and I have come here in person this time, which shows that we are very sincere. We are not the kind of people who would pester you endlessly."

He paused, then said, "If you're willing to see Si Nian one last time, we promise we'll never bother you again."