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

The first page of the document contains information about Wen Xiaoman's background and some of her experiences.

According to the information, she had a close relationship with Qiao Sinian two years ago, which coincides perfectly with the time when Sinian ran away from home for a long period of time.

Next, we see Wen Xiaoman's life after Qiao Sinian left, living alone.

She worked odd jobs everywhere, and life seemed quite difficult... During this time, she was found to be pregnant.

Upon seeing the word "pregnant," Mrs. Qiao's heart skipped a beat, and her breathing became rapid.

Next, there are records of Wen Xiaoman giving birth in the hospital.

However, the record stopped after the birth, with a note in small print: "Due to a sudden fire, both mother and child died."

In fact, Wen Xiaoman was taken to Modern Manor by Qiao Siyue.

What about the child?

At this moment, a subordinate whispered, "Madam, we also found out that the Su family has already done a paternity test for that little boy and Mr. Bo Jingzhou. The results show that the child is not Mr. Bo and Miss Su's child. Miss Su's child is that little girl."

"In addition, our people managed to inquire with one of the Su family's servants, and that servant let slip that the little boy... was actually being temporarily raised by Miss Su on behalf of her friend, Miss Wen."

After reading and listening, is there anything Mrs. Qiao still doesn't understand?

It's obvious whose little boy he is.

Mrs. Qiao's hand holding the document trembled uncontrollably; she was extremely excited.

"Since... since he is Wen Xiaoman's child, then he is Si Nian's child, Si Nian's flesh and blood!"

The subordinate nodded respectfully and said with certainty, "Yes, Madam. Based on all the information, he is indeed the eldest young master's child, and the little boy's appearance is almost exactly the same as the eldest young master's."

Mrs. Qiao laughed, her chest heaving violently.

No wonder she felt a flutter in her heart when she saw that little boy; it turned out he really was her grandson.

It is the bloodline left behind by those years!

Mrs. Qiao was overjoyed. The first thing she did was dial the number so she could tell Si Nian this wonderful news.

Tell him you have a child, he has an heir!

But when the call was made, all that was heard was a mechanical voice: "The user you dialed is temporarily unavailable..."

Mrs. Qiao frowned, only then remembering her son's frequent loss of contact.

She then called her husband, Mr. Qiao.

The call was answered almost instantly.

"Honey, how did your talk with Miss Wen go?" Mr. Qiao's voice came from the other end of the line.

Mrs. Qiao exclaimed excitedly, "Honey, let's not talk about that now. I've found out something even more important. We...we have a grandson!"

"What? Your eldest grandson? Explain yourself, whose child is he? Could it be that bastard Si Yue's child outside..."

“It’s not Si Yue, it’s Si Nian.” Madam Qiao hurriedly interrupted him, her tone firm and extremely excited. “It’s Si Nian and Wen Xiaoman’s child, a boy, in the Su family. I saw him with my own eyes. The child looks exactly like Si Nian when he was a child.”

There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone, with only Mr. Qiao's suddenly heavier breathing audible.

Clearly, the news shocked him no less than it had shocked Mrs. Joe.

Their eldest son, who had been cold-hearted and indifferent since childhood due to health reasons, unexpectedly had a son.

This is simply...unbelievable!

After the shock, there was ecstasy.

Mr. Qiao said eagerly, "Wife, I didn't expect you to make such a big discovery on this trip. Wait for me, I'll arrange a plane to come to you right now, and you can also see our grandson with your own eyes."

Mrs. Qiao: "Yes, please come over quickly. By the way, I can't get through to Si Nian on the phone. If you can find him, please tell him this good news."

"understood."

Mr. Qiao acted swiftly, immediately putting aside all his work and instructing his assistant to arrange a private plane to the capital.

......

Su Family Manor.

At this moment, Wen Xiaoman was unaware that Madam Qiao had already learned the truth, but the unease she felt because of Madam Qiao lingered in her heart, making her restless.

She always felt that something was about to happen.

Meanwhile, in the children's room on the other side, the atmosphere was even more chaotic.

After playing wildly all day, Little Candy finally calmed down from her excitement and remembered her "Daddy" when she finished washing up and getting ready for bed in the evening.

She searched the house and looked around the door, but couldn't see that familiar figure. Her lips immediately pursed, and tears started to fall.

"Father... I want Father..." she cried, her voice not loud, but unusually persistent.

Su Yutang quickly picked her up and gently coaxed her, "Good girl, Daddy has something to do, but he'll come back to see Little Candy in a while, okay?"

Bo Jingzhou also kept a sullen face and tried to distract her with the new toy.

The four little ones surrounded her, making funny faces, telling stories, and taking out their treasured snacks, doing everything they could to win her heart.

And the Grand Duke was also wagging his tail to make his little master happy.

But this time, Little Candy seemed determined. No matter how much everyone tried to coax her, she just sobbed pitifully, her little shoulders trembling, repeatedly chanting "I want Daddy."

She didn't wail loudly, but her big eyes were filled with tears, her little face was flushed, and she silently shed tears. Her pitiful yet stubborn little appearance was heartbreaking to see.

"Sigh." Erbao shrugged and sighed like a little adult. "Let her cry. She'll fall asleep when she's tired. She'll get used to this eventually."

Sibao also muttered, "My sister is as cheerful as a little angel during the day, but why does she insist on having that annoying Xiao thief at night? It's really worrying me to death."

Bo Jingzhou felt heartbroken looking at his daughter's extremely aggrieved face.

But he clenched his fists, suppressing the urge to drag Xiao Hengyu back, because he would never let that man get close to his daughter again.

Just when everyone was at a loss, Erbao's eyes suddenly lit up, and he slapped his head: "Ah, I've got an idea!"

Several pairs of eyes instantly focused on him.

Holding the still sobbing little candy, Su Yutang asked anxiously, "Erbao, do you have any ideas?"

Erbao chuckled mysteriously, offered no explanation, and then ran off into the children's room, disappearing to do something.

The others were left looking at each other, wondering what kind of crazy idea this little guy would come up with this time.

After a while, Erbao came running back like a gust of wind, holding something in his hand.

When he got closer, everyone could see that what he was holding was a freshly printed color headshot of Xiao Hengyu!

There was glue stuck to the back of the photo.

"Come on, Daddy, try this."