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Chapter 1223: The Time Travel Effect - My Son is Missing?

"Okay, let's travel back to 2006 now!" Lin Lang hugged Zhao Lanshan tightly and took a deep breath to prepare himself mentally.

Zhao Lanshan gripped Lin Lang's clothes tightly with her fingertips, her knuckles turning white, her voice still choked with sobs: "Husband, what if... I mean, what if because of the time travel effect, my life trajectory really changes, will it affect our son?"

Lin Lang rested his chin on Zhao Lanshan's head and gently patted her back to comfort her: "Don't be afraid. Whether it's a son or a daughter, they are our precious children. No matter how time and space change, our love for them has never changed."

"And look, we've already saved my mother-in-law's life, this is the best start."

Zhao Lanshan sniffed, looked up into Lin Lang's firm eyes, and nodded emphatically: "Yes, I believe you."

Lin Lang said no more and quietly activated the [Space-Time Omnidirectional Mass Teleportation] skill. A soft golden light slowly emanated from his palm, carrying a powerful force.

He tightened his arms around Zhao Lanshan, holding her tightly in his embrace, and whispered, "We're setting off!"

A faint light enveloped the two of them in an instant, and the surrounding air rippled. The scene in the ward crumbled and dissipated like shattered glass.

"call out……"

The feeling of weightlessness was fleeting. Zhao Lanshan felt a blur before her eyes, and her feet landed firmly on solid ground.

The timeline has returned to the end of September 2006.

The coordinates are Zhao's villa in Shanghai.

A rich aroma of food suddenly filled my nostrils, no longer the smell of hospital disinfectant.

Instead, it's the rich aroma of braised pork ribs in soy sauce mixed with the sweet and sour taste of scrambled eggs with tomatoes—a unique culinary skill of her mother, Yang Limei, and a flavor that Zhao Lanshan has ingrained in her bones since childhood.

Zhao Lanshan suddenly opened her eyes wide, rubbed her blurry vision, and her heart began to pound uncontrollably.

She stood outside the dining room of her villa, the door was open, and steaming food was laid out on the table.

With a rosy complexion, Yang Limei sat in a high chair, coaxing her granddaughter Lin Zhini, who was sitting in a children's high chair, to eat spoonful by spoonful.

Xiao Zhini was exceptionally beautiful. Her long, black, curly hair was soft and fluffy, and the wispy bangs on her forehead made her face look round, delicate, and her eyes, like black grapes, were bright as if they were filled with light. The milky white flower pinned in her hair added to her cuteness.

AI-generated beautiful photos of Lin Zhini

Her color-blocked sweater was gentle and elegant, and the combination of pink, white and navy blue made her skin look porcelain white. The way she held the small object was cute and sweet, like a candy doll soaked in honey.

Xiao Zhini has a hint of Lin Lang's heroic spirit in her eyes and brows, and also has Zhao Lanshan's gentleness. She looks to be about four years old, the same age as Xiao Haoming.

But that's not Zhao Lanshan's son, Xiao Haoming.

Upon seeing that her son had turned into a daughter, Zhao Lanshan's smile froze on her face, and her blood seemed to freeze instantly.

She stared incredulously at the unfamiliar little girl, watching her mother, Yang Limei, gently wipe the rice grains from the corner of her mouth and coax her with a smile, "Our Ni'er is such a good girl, have another bite."

Little Zhini accepted her grandmother's food with a satisfied look on her face, and said sweetly with her eyes narrowed, "Grandma's ribs smell so good!"

Although Xiao Zhini was well-behaved and adorable, Zhao Lanshan was still stunned, as if struck by lightning.

Can't accept it.

She simply couldn't accept it.

Joy, relief, astonishment, panic, regret... countless emotions surged and collided in Zhao Lanshan's chest, extremely complex.

The mother miraculously survived brain cancer and is still taking good care of her little granddaughter. The fact that her son has become a daughter makes Zhao Lanshan feel as if her heart is being gripped by an invisible hand.

After all, her son, Lin Haoming, is already over four years old.

So many years of emotional investment can't be taken back just like that.

The worst outcome of the time travel effect still occurred.

Zhao Lanshan suddenly turned her head to look at Lin Lang beside her. Her lips trembled, and her throat felt like it was blocked by something. She couldn't make a sound for a long time, but tears welled up first, blurring her vision.

Lin Lang's expression also showed a hint of surprise. He raised his hand to cover his forehead, his voice low but carrying a trace of barely perceptible helplessness: "Wife, you're not mistaken, that's our daughter, Lin Zhini."

"Lin...Zhi Ni?" Zhao Lanshan finally managed to squeeze out a few words, her voice hoarse and unlike her own.

She felt her legs go weak, all her strength was drained, and she almost collapsed to the ground as everything went black.

Lin Lang reacted quickly, grabbing Zhao Lanshan's waist and supporting her steadily.

Zhao Lanshan could no longer hold back. She raised her hand to cover her mouth, and tears streamed down her face like a broken string of pearls.

Over four years of living and working together, from a tiny baby in swaddling clothes to a mischievous little boy who could call out "Mama" in his baby voice, every smile, every cry, and every fuss of Xiao Haoming is deeply etched in her heart.

She changed his diapers countless times, endured countless sleepless nights, held him and sang lullabies, and accompanied him as he learned to walk and talk... How could those heavy feelings change so easily?

“My little Haoming…” she choked, tears streaming down her face, soaking Lin Lang’s sleeve. “How could it become our daughter… I can’t accept it… I really can’t accept it…”

Her body trembled slightly, her heart filled with indescribable loss and pain, as if the most precious thing in her heart had been forcibly replaced.

Yang Limei, who was coaxing Xiao Zhini to eat in the restaurant, looked up when she heard the noise and saw Zhao Lanshan crying with tears streaming down her face. She quickly stood up and said, "Daughter, what's wrong? Why are you crying like this?"

"Mother!" When Xiao Zhini saw her mother crying, she pouted and started crying too.

Children rely on their mothers in this way, especially little girls who have a deeper empathy for their mothers.

Supported by Lin Lang, Zhao Lanshan managed to stand up, but tears streamed down her face as she said, "Mom, where's my son? What happened to my little Haoming?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Limei was startled and abruptly stood up from her chair, exclaiming in surprise, "Your brother took Xiao Haoming to the toy store to buy toys? What? Is your brother so unreliable that he lost Xiao Haoming?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Lanshan's delicate body trembled violently. Tears still clung to her face as she froze on the spot for several seconds, her voice trembling with a mix of sobs and disbelief and joy.

"Mom, what did you say? Haoming was just taken out by my brother to buy toys? My brother... he's still alive?"

Yang Limei was taken aback upon hearing this. She put down her chopsticks and quickly walked to Zhao Lanshan's side. She reached out and touched Zhao Lanshan's forehead, exclaiming in surprise, "Daughter, are you still half asleep or have a fever? You're talking nonsense!"

“Your brother is perfectly fine and alive. He just always seems to be causing trouble, but that doesn’t warrant the death penalty.”

Zhao Lanshan's tears were still falling, but the corners of her mouth involuntarily turned up. She wiped away her tears while laughing and joking, "Yes, yes, Mom, I was just confused from sleeping. I had a nightmare and it scared me."

Lin Lang quickly tried to smooth things over, nudging Zhao Lanshan's arm and reminding her, "Wife, quickly call your brother-in-law and ask where he and Haoming are now."

Zhao Lanshan finally came to her senses, frantically pulled out her phone, and dialed her younger brother Zhao Chengkai's number from memory, her fingertips trembling with excitement.

Yang Limei turned to Lin Lang and asked with concern, "Lang, have you and Lan Shan had lunch yet? There are still some hot dishes on the table, would you like to have a bite?"

Lin Lang quickly waved his hand: "Mom, we just ate, you don't need to go to work."

The call was made, but all I heard was a monotonous busy tone; no one answered.

Zhao Lanshan couldn't calm down for a moment without seeing her son, and she paced anxiously in place while holding her phone.

Little Zhini was still sitting in her high chair, pouting and crying. Seeing that Zhao Lanshan ignored her, she sobbed, "Mother... Father, hug me..."

Hearing his daughter's helpless cries, Lin Lang's heart broke.

He quickly walked over, picked up little Zhini from her high chair, kissed her soft little face, and coaxed her gently, "Nian'er, be good, don't cry! Your father is here!"

Xiao Zhini's sobs subsided a little, her round eyes fixed on her mother, Zhao Lanshan, while her little hands still clutched Lin Lang's collar, rubbing against his neck with a wronged expression: "Father, why is Mother ignoring me?"

Lin Lang patted his daughter's back and gently comforted her, "Your mother just had a nightmare. She dreamt that your little brother Haoming was lost, and it scared her."

Little Zhini hugged Lin Lang's neck tightly, rested her chin on his shoulder, and said in a tearful voice, "Father, does Mother like my younger brother more than me?"

Lin Lang quickly coaxed, "No, they're both my children. You and your brother are both my favorite babies. I don't favor one of them more."

"Really?" Xiao Zhini sniffed, her voice tinged with a hint of grievance.

Lin Lang gently rocked Xiao Zhini, his voice brimming with fatherly love, and said, "Of course it's true! And Father Emperor loves our little Zhini the most!"

"Hehe..." A smile finally appeared on Xiao Zhini's face.

"Quickly give Father a kiss." Lin Lang smiled gently.

Xiao Zhini gave Lin Lang a quick kiss on the cheek, making him laugh heartily. He adored this precious daughter who had appeared out of nowhere due to the time-travel effect.