vrcanaries Chapter 1470 The Child Needs a Blood Transfusion (3)
Chapter 1470 The Child Needs a Blood Transfusion (3)
Li Qinghe said that Xixi especially liked the red bean paste rice dumplings he sent, and had been eating them for two days, but still couldn't get enough.
Coincidentally, Song Qingyi also ate a red bean paste one this morning; he also likes to eat red bean paste.
"Xixi said she'd give me a present. What present?"
"Brother Qingyi, didn't you receive it? I saw that SF Express sent it to your office."
"I haven't gone over there yet, I'll go check it out later."
Song Qingyi's anticipation for this gift was like the anticipation of receiving a gift from her own child.
He returned to the office, where his assistant collected his package. He saw that it was an express delivery from SF Express. Actually, the courier had called him earlier that day, but he had assumed it was a client's information.
I didn't expect it to be sent from Longcheng.
When Song Qingyi opened the package, he was stunned.
There was a painting inside, a picture of Xixi holding him. She must have inherited her drawing skills from her mother, as she painted him so lifelike.
Apart from this painting.
There's also a... tiny judge's gavel inside.
Song Qingyi took the card that was underneath.
[Dad, Mom says you're Superman who chases away bad guys. One tap of your little hammer and they're behaving. Mom also says you speak up for the good guys. This was bought with my allowance! Dad, keep it up! Oh, and Mom wrote the words for me. Isn't my mom's handwriting beautiful?]
Song Qingyi curled the corners of his lips into a smile.
The gavel is decorated with stars on both sides.
He could imagine how Li Qinghe would tell the child that he was a great lawyer who had chased away many bad guys, and that Li Xixi must admire him a lot.
Song Qingyi suddenly felt proud; in the children's eyes, his profession was that of a messenger of justice.
Song Qingyi placed the painting directly in front of his desk, took a clean towel and wiped it again and again, breathing hot air on it to make the frame shine before putting the painting inside.
Just as I was about to call Xixi to thank her for the gift, Xixi called him instead.
"Dad, did you receive my gift?!"
"Of course, Xixi, why did you think of giving me a gift? Is it because your godfather gave you zongzi (sticky rice dumplings)?"
"Because today is Father's Day, Mr. Song, Happy Father's Day."
Song Qingyi was stunned. Only then did he see the calendar. Today was the second-to-last Sunday in June, Father's Day.
A wave of emotion washed over me. "Xixi, is this a special Father's Day gift for me?"
"Dad, I know you're not my biological father, just my godfather, but no matter who your father is, you're still my Dad Song. Dad, thank you. Thank you for being so good to me. Of course, this is a special gift for you~"
Song Qingyi touched the corner of his eye, which had involuntarily become wet... Damn it, he actually cried?!
…Hang up the phone.
Song Qingyi was lost in thought, seemingly preoccupied with something.
When his assistant came in to bring him coffee, he suddenly stood up, grabbed his coat, and rushed out.
"Hey boss—where are you going?"
Song Qingyi went to Longcheng.
He wants to do another paternity test with Xixi.
This time, he didn't want to do it secretly. He wanted to tell Li Qinghe about all the coincidences and suspicions, hoping that Li Qinghe would allow him and Xixi to go to the hospital and have their blood drawn in person.
Since he suspected that Xixi was his daughter, he decided to follow the proper legal procedures, just like a lawyer would.
If he is Xixi's father, then he will take responsibility; if not, then he will give up completely and protect Xixi as her godfather from now on.
Song Qingyi hadn't been this impulsive in a long time. He was almost thirty-five, and many things had been influenced by Song Chenggong's methodical approach within the system. He followed the plan and never thought there would be any major changes.
"Hello, Mom?"
Song Qingyi had just gotten off the plane when he received a call from Leng Suhua.
"Son, isn't today Father's Day? Didn't you give your dad any gift?"
"Tell him to wait two days. I might give him a big gift. A super big surprise."
"Oh dear... what are you going to give him? Your dad is getting old, you don't want to frighten him into fainting."
"No, it's the gift he's always wanted, Mom, and it's also the gift you've always wanted."
Leng Suhua was completely confused. What was it that she and Song Chenggong both wanted?
Song Qingyi hung up the phone and called Li Qinghe.
Li Qinghe had just coaxed Li Xixi to sleep, and looked at her phone in confusion.
"Brother Qingyi, I saw you call me, but you didn't answer when I called you."
"I'm on a plane, there's no signal, I just got off the plane."
Song Qingyi said, "Qinghe, I have something very important to tell you in person."
"Huh?! Are you in a hurry? But it's so late now."
"If it's inconvenient for you, I'll talk to you again tomorrow during the day." Song Qingyi looked down at his watch.
Li Qinghe thought for a moment and said, "Brother Qingyi, why don't you come to the entrance of our community, and I'll go out and talk to you, okay?"
"I'm fine with anything, but if it's too much trouble for you, then let's do it tomorrow."
"It's alright, I'm not bothering you." Li Qinghe didn't know what important matter could have prompted Song Qingyi to rush all the way from Nandi.
Today is Father's Day.
Song Qingyi even instructed her not to tell Xixi that he had come here. What could it be about?
Could it be that he's started dating someone and won't be coming to see Xixi anymore? If so, is it because Xixi sending him things is bothering him?
Li Qinghe thought about it a lot, and waited for Song Qingyi to come over.
Song Qingyi took a taxi to get here.
He got out of the car and called Li Qinghe.
I stared at the building where she lived...
"Qinghe, I'm so sorry to bother you so late, but I just couldn't help wanting to know the final result."
“Especially when I saw Xixi draw me and call me Dad, I was so happy that Xixi likes me so much. I don’t know why I like Xixi so much, and I don’t know why the result was wrong when there were so many coincidences.”
Li Qinghe was stunned. What coincidence? What outcome?
What exactly does Song Qingyi mean?
She went downstairs and walked towards the entrance of the residential area.
Hearing Song Qingyi say again...
“I used to be a regular at that bar called Meiye. I have a Breguet watch with a glow-in-the-dark finish. I also have a mole on my back. I have the same rare blood type as Xixi. With so many coincidences, I can’t convince myself to ignore them.”
Li Qinghe's face turned deathly pale, and she stopped in her tracks. "You, you mean you're Xixi's biological father?! You were the man that night?!"
Song Qingyi said, word by word, "When Xixi was hospitalized, I asked my friend to use the toothbrush that Xixi had used to help me do a paternity test with Xixi."
Li Qinghe was stunned. "And then?!"
Song Qingyi spoke frankly, "The test results show that I am not Xixi's father. I doubt the authenticity of the test. Could I have my blood drawn and have the test done again in person with Xixi?"
He wanted another result.
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A side note: [This book has been signed for publication under the title "Love at First Sight Again." The first volume will be released soon by Jiangsu Phoenix Literature and Art Publishing House. Stay tuned!]