This is his own granddaughter!

Xie Yun looked at Xie Ying, who was in tears, with pity. He couldn't help but reach out his hand to her and said to Xie Xiu, "Can I hold this child?"

Xie Xiu looked at Xie Ying's pitiful little face, pretended to hesitate for a moment, and then handed her to Xie Yun.

Xie Yun carefully held her in his arms. At first, he seemed not to be used to it and his posture was a little stiff. It was Xie Xiu who helped him adjust his posture, and Xie Ying finally felt a little more comfortable.

She opened her tearful eyes and looked at Xie Yun pitifully, but she was secretly thinking in her heart: This cheap grandfather can't even hold a child. Could it be that he has never held one before?

She didn't know at the moment that Xie Yun had rarely held a child.

Because he believed that a gentleman should hold his grandchildren instead of his sons, he never held a son. He only held his daughters occasionally, but the number of times was so rare that he could count on two hands.

So for him, he hadn't held a child for many years, so naturally he was not used to it.

If Xie Ying's tearful face had not made her look so pitiful that it aroused his pity, he would not have wanted to hold the child for the first time in his life.

In fact, as soon as Xie Ying was taken into his arms, Xie Yun felt a little regretful, worried that she would suddenly cry.

Unexpectedly, Xie Ying stayed obediently in his arms, not crying or making a fuss, not moving at all, just looking at him with her tearful eyes.

Xie Yun felt that her moist eyes were very similar to those of the cat slave he kept at home, and his heart suddenly became incredibly soft.

Even his originally cold and wary eyes instantly turned loving: "Has the child been named? What do you usually call him?"

"My nickname is Yingying, that's what I usually call you."

Xie Xiu said this calmly, and then asked seriously, "Master Xie, are you sure that I am your son who has been missing for many years?

To be honest, I once suffered a head injury and have lost all my memory since then. I don’t remember any of my past at all, and I don’t know who I was before.

I heard that Lord Xie's legitimate son has been missing for many years. I believe that Lord Xie will not recognize a son randomly, but I still think that Lord Xie should be more cautious.

Otherwise, if I make a mistake, I will be ridiculed as a child and delay Master Xie's search for his legitimate son, which will be my fault."

His tone was respectful but cold, as if Xie Yun was not his biological father but a stranger.

These words were like a blunt knife, stabbing Xie Yun's heart, making him feel both pain and anger.

He frowned and looked at Xie Xiu, instinctively wanting to scold him, but seeing that Xie Xiu's face had become much more mature than before, he couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.

But Xie Xiu continued, "It's not that I'm dissatisfied with you, sir, or that I don't want to be your son. It's just that this matter is too important to me. You are a Hanlin scholar, and I really don't dare to acknowledge you as my father.

If I am not your biological child, how would I cope if you found out where you are? How would I face my biological father?

Xie Yun’s forehead veins throbbed wildly: “!!!”

Although Xie Xiu said this very humbly, it was also very reasonable.

But he just felt it was extremely harsh!

Even though eleven years have passed, he can still find his former self in Xie Xiu's face.

This person is his eldest son who has been away from home for eleven years. There is no mistake!

But listen to how this bastard talks?

He always calls himself "young man" and "sir", saying that he has no face to face his biological father!

Could it be that this bastard wants to find a wild father for himself?

The more Xie Yun thought about it, the angrier he became. He felt that the hat on his head had turned slightly green.

He just noticed the gazes from all around, but he didn't dare to get angry at Xie Xiu.

So he gritted his teeth and said, "I remember there's a black mole on my son's right wrist. If you're worried, why don't you show me your right wrist so I can see if there's a black mole there?"

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