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The next day, Chiang Lee heard some noises while he was still sleeping. He buried himself in the blanket and was picked up by someone within a few seconds.

"Xie Yanxi, it's already five-thirty. I'll give you five minutes to get changed."

Chiang Lee rubbed his sleepy eyes. Memories from yesterday rushed into his head. Now, he gave up struggling, "I'm a child. All a child needs to do is eat and sleep well."

"Who taught you such useless words?" "You are Xie Yanxi, the successor of the Xie Clan, not a little kid. You still have three minutes, get up quickly!" Xie Heming brought him to the bathroom, then turned around and left.

Chiang Lee silently felt heartache for the person who looked the same as him. After quickly washing up and changing his clothes, he got someone to take him to the sports field and silently lit a candle for himself.

His chest felt like it was on fire. His arms and legs felt weak. He waved his hands and panted, "I really don't have any strength left."

Xie Heming just glanced at him and then continued to jog. Chiang Lee could only roll his eyes and pretend to faint. The next second, Xie Heming carried him in his arms and walked in quickly, "Quick, call the doctor."

This was the first time someone other than his mother had hugged him. Unlike his mother's softness, this comfort and comfort made his heart warm. Before, he had always felt that even if he didn't have a father, it didn't matter, but it was as if he still desired fatherly love.

Xie Heming was relieved when he saw that the doctor's test was done without proper exercise. He glanced at Xie Heming who was lying on the bed and said, "When he wakes up, we will continue the French class."

Chiang Lee didn't want to wake up at all. Just how many classes does a five-year-old kid have to take?

After everyone had left, he turned over and sneakily walked towards the back garden.

Chiang Lee was squatting there quietly when someone suddenly patted his shoulder. He looked over and his small mouth unconsciously grew into an "O" shape as he exclaimed, "Oh my god!"

He stood up. He had already thought about it before, but the moment he saw it, he was still shocked. It was as if it was carved out of the same mold.

He reached out and touched the face in front of him. "It really isn't a mirror."

Although Xie Yanxi was very shocked at this moment, but it was not as exaggerated as him. He calmly waved his hand and whispered: "Idiot."

Chiang Lee circled around him, "It looks like I'm really handsome."

"If we are twins, why do you think we are, one with our father, one with our mother, and we don't know each other's existence?"

"Therefore, we should not act rashly. We must investigate this matter clearly. I will speculate …"

Suddenly, he heard footsteps, "Xie Yanxi, what are you hiding there for? Now that you've grown up, you dare to skip classes?"

The two brothers' bodies stiffened. Just as Chiang Lee wanted to push Xie Yanxi out, he saw Xie Yanxi crawl through the hole. He could only use the flower pot to block him and walk over with his head lowered.

When he passed by Xie Heming, he said, "I'm in a bad mood. I'm very unhappy. I really want to have a special meal, dad."

A soft voice struck at his heart. He had never called himself that before. The fire in his heart was immediately extinguished. He said stiffly, "The dining hall is ready."

This was the first time Xie Heming watched his son eat so happily. This time, he didn't say anything even if he didn't have any manners.

Chiang Lee took the opportunity to suggest with a pitiful expression, "Dad, I want to go to Hongyi Elementary School. I'm so lonely at home. How pitiful."

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