Li Tanglu let out a long sigh, his hands almost covering his face, vividly displaying his awkward embarrassment.
A 76-year-old man, in such a state, made Liu Zhizhong somewhat unable to bear watching.
But Xiang Wenxin was really capricious and wilful, she even whispered softly, "If he's not the nephew, then he must be the grandson, right?"
Li Tanglu, with a miserable look, stared directly at Xiang Wenxin, "Second Miss, he's not the grandson, he's my own son... my own son... how embarrassing, oh my heavens..."
Tears started streaming down his face, making him look so pitiful.
Liu Zhizhong and Xiang Wenxin gasped, exchanging stunned looks—they were indeed shocked!
Liu Zhizhong quickly stood up, grabbed some tissues from the coffee table, and handed them to Li Tanglu.
He didn't know what to say.
No wonder Li Tanglu was so concerned about Chen Yuanyuan, and Chen Yuanyuan's father was not involved at all. And that Li Tanglu insisted on speaking in person instead of over the phone, that too made sense now.
Xiang Wenxin, in a deductive manner, said, "So it seems, Old Secretary Li had Chen Yuanyuan with another woman, and then entrusted her to your brother-in-law and sister under the guise of being a nephew. Then, I can guess, probably either your sister or your brother-in-law was infertile, right? Is that it?"
Li Tanglu's body trembled, his hands shaking as he wiped his tears, but he mustered a pained smile and shook his head, "My brother-in-law is capable of having children, so is my sister, Yuanyuan is my sister's child... oh my heavens..."
Li Tanglu couldn't hold it in any longer; he started crying loudly and even rushed towards the restroom.
Liu Zhizhong and Xiang Wenxin were completely dumbfounded!
They couldn't believe this truth at all!
Xiang Wenxin even took off her sunglasses, displaying a look of absolute astonishment, staring at Liu Zhizhong.
Liu Zhizhong sat there petrified, motionless, entirely stunned.
From the restroom, the sound of running water mixed with his crying could be heard, a truly miserable scene.
Liu Zhizhong said in a deep voice, "Little Aunt Xin, are you satisfied now? You dug out a secret that should have never been spoken! Sigh..." ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⟡𝕗𝗂𝗋𝖾⟡𝕟𝕖𝕥
Xiang Wenxin's face still displayed slight discomfort, but then she pouted, "I... I didn't expect it to be ! If I knew, I… would have let it be!"
"You, you, oh, truly my Little Aunt Xin, ah!" Liu Zhizhong shook his head and spoke softly, "Let me go check on him. Why don't you... maybe make a gesture later?"
"What do you mean? What gesture should I make?"
"Maybe just be a bit more magnanimous? At this point, does it matter if apologies are given or not?"
"Well..." Xiang Wenxin was about to say that won't do, but after thinking it over, she said, "Well, okay! However, I'm still a bit curious... how could it..."
Liu Zhizhong rolled his eyes, "Come on! You're so kind-hearted, yet still want to dig deeper?"
Xiang Wenxin glared back at him, "You dare to be fierce with me? Hmph!"
She twisted her waist and turned away, ignoring him.
Liu Zhizhong couldn't bother to argue any further and hurried to the restroom to check on Li Tanglu.
If the old man, overwhelmed by emotion, suffered from any severe consequences, it would be hard to handle.
But then Liu Zhizhong took a couple of steps, returned, and looking at Xiang Wenxin's attractive black-and-white plaid hotpants, he spoke softly, "You were fiddling in your pocket just now, I know you recorded it. Better delete it?"
"You... really know me inside out, don't you?" Xiang Wenxin glared at him.
"You're my Little Aunt Xin, how could I not know you? Just delete it, sigh..."
"Go, go, go..." Xiang Wenxin waved her hand and pouted, pulling out the recording pen, still somewhat reluctant, "Alright! I'll delete it! Hmph!"