Chapter 1734: 1734 is not biological 3 “Are you about to cry?” Ye’er’s soft voice was full of concern, “Don’t be sad, okay? Who bullied you? I’ll help you go beat them up.” “No one…” Xiao Yuchuan felt almost moved to tears by his son’s words. He stood up, “Let me help you tie up your hair here.” Little Ye’er stood obediently without moving, letting him use his fingers to comb his hair. Xiao Yuchuan probably had never helped a child tie up their hair before, his movements were very clumsy. Little Ye’er hissed slightly, probably because he hurt his scalp. “Are you okay, Ye’er?” he asked concernedly, bowing his head. “I’m fine.” Little Ye’er raised his little head and smiled, showing his teeth, “Ye’er has a lot of hair, it doesn’t matter if you pull out a few strands.” “That’s not allowed.” Xiao Yuchuan said dotingly, “Who dares to let you lose a hair, I’ll take their head.” “Really.” Yuchuan nodded, no one was allowed to bully his precious son. Little Ye’er spread his small palm, “This is the hair you just pulled out… I’ve caught it. Look… Your head…” Xiao Yuchuan was at a loss for words, “Uh…” Little Ye’er tilted his neck to look at him, “Should I take it off?” “This…” Xiao Yuchuan tied his son’s hair into a bun, wrapped it with a luxurious handkerchief, and tied it up, then squatted down to be at eye level with him, “Good son, I’m your dad, an exception. Would you really want to take my head off?” “I’ll spare you.” Little Ye’er waved his small hand, his gaze lingering on Su Qingyue before returning to Xiao Yuchuan’s face, “I can tell you have something to say to Mom, adult matters are none of a child’s business. You go ahead and be busy.” “Little devil!” Xiao Yuchuan patted his son’s head. Little Ye’er pouted, “Don’t hit my head, it might make me dumb.” “Okay, next time I’ll hit your butt.” Xiao Yuchuan left the pharmacy with a laugh. Little Ye’er’s dissatisfied voice came from behind, “Nowhere is allowed.” Xiao Yuchuan looked back at his son’s exquisite face, such a beautiful child, truly loved to the core, how could he bear to hit him? Su Qingyue walked into the yard, Yuchuan following by her side. She spoke lightly, “Third brother, Ye’er doesn’t have a birthmark on his head, do you think Ye’er is your son?” “Yes, of course he is!” Xiao Yuchuan’s tone was very firm. She looked quietly at his handsome face, “Do you have no doubts at all? The legitimate bloodline of the Xiao Family always has a birthmark on the head, without exception. Ye’er doesn’t have a birthmark on his head, which suggests two possibilities. One, you are not the biological son of the Xiao Chonghuan couple; two, Ye’er is not your biological son.” “Then it must be the former.” His tone was decisive, “You have only me as a man, if Ye’er is not my son, whose son could he be?” He pulled her into his arms, “I’ve said, I will never doubt you again.” She buried her small face against his shoulder, the feeling of being touched rising in her chest. It must be known, the Xiao Chonghuan couple couldn’t possibly have wrongly recognized a son; they had ironclad evidence that the third brother was the heir of the Xiao Family. He actually believed in her so much. Indeed, she only had him as a man, and Ye’er was his son. Yet, his ability to trust her still moved her deeply. “I still remember, when Xiao Chonghuan first saw me, he said I looked a lot like him, but I didn’t think we looked that much alike. Sometimes, appearance reflects the heart. The Xiao Chonghuan couple had no descendants, I was their only hope, they wouldn’t allow me not to be their son. They also couldn’t bear such a blow.” Xiao Yuchuan slanted his lips, “Plus, I have the birthmark on my head, which cemented the acceptance of the Xiao couple.”