"Mama~" The little one seed to be dreaming, rubbing his small face in Ji Weitian’s palm, reaching out to grasp sothing.
Ji Weitian took his hand, instinctively responding, "Ruirui isn’t afraid, Mama is here."
As soon as she spoke, she saw the little one in the quilt settle down and drift back into a deep sleep, puckering his lips. A punch seed to hit her in the chest, and tears instantly slid from her eyes.
Her emotions took a long ti to calm.
She just sat there, dazed, by the bed, watching the brother and sister upon it.
As if she could never see enough.
Until she rembered sothing and gently plucked a few strands of hair from the little one’s head, wrapping them in a tissue.
As she turned to leave the room, she ran into Qin Nanyu, who had just returned from outside.
His distinguished figure stood at the entrance of the living room. He had just handed his suit jacket to the butler when he saw Ji Weitian, and he stepped towards her.
Ji Weitian’s hand, holding Ruirui’s hair, clenched unconsciously.
She had seen Luo Xinyan and had been preoccupied with thoughts of the child, completely forgetting that, besides the child, there was also the child’s father...
If Ruirui really was her son, wouldn’t Qin Nanyu be that man...
That night, four years ago, she and he...
Ji Weitian licked her lips, her body trembling lightly with uncontrollable nerves, instinctively wanting to avoid him, but Qin Nanyu wouldn’t allow it.
Realizing he was being ignored, and unhappy about it, he intercepted her, his thin lips parting slightly.
"Ji Weitian, have I upset you?" His voice carried a plaintive note.
An air that demanded an explanation, even in death.
"...No," Ji Weitian forced herself to calm down and squeezed out two words between her teeth.
Qin Nanyu raised an eyebrow, seeing that she wasn’t even looking at him and clearly seed angry. He reached out and pinched her chin, making her lift her head, "What happened at ho while I was gone?"
"Nothing, nothing." Ji Weitian, upon eting his gaze, felt so guilty that she bit her tongue.
She didn’t even know why she was so nervous.
Initially, influenced by Luo Xinyan’s words, she always considered Qin Nanyu to be a scoundrel.
As they interacted more, there were so minor frictions, and soon they were at a stage where they couldn’t stand each other. At one point, she would dream of Qin Nanyu every night in her most terrifying nightmares.
Most of the ti, she was beating him up.
Considering him an enemy even in her dreams, you can imagine how deep her resentnt was.
But later, she couldn’t quite say why, the more she interacted with Qin Nanyu, the more she realized that he wasn’t as cold as he appeared to be.
He respected science and, unlike the typical domineering CEOs who only issue orders, she saw him wearing lab attire, exhausted from a day and night in the lab.
He trusted his team and would stay up at night gathering evidence for the innocence of his team mbers.
He also liked children, proudly showing off his daughter, childish yet... very charming.
Occasionally, he would act like a child himself, petulant and willful...
Life’s little details gradually turned the Ji Weitian’s imagined cold individual into soone tangible and warm, with compassion and loyalty.
But she was not yet accustod to this Qin Nanyu when suddenly she was faced with the possibility of an incredible past between them...
She needed ti to digest it all.
"If it’s nothing, then why are you crying?" Qin Nanyu’s dark eyes flickered, and his voice dropped.
The distracted Ji Weitian startled, and then rembered that she had just been in the room, watching the two little ones, her emotions montarily out of control, and she had cried.
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