75 The night I learned the truth
"This baby is mine. Isn't it?" he asked, then picked Wen Xueyan up by the waist and carried her to the wide double bed, placing her between the soft mattresses, and then pressing his heavy body down on her.
“Tell me, Xueyan,” his hot breath brushed against her ear, “you’ve always had me in your heart, you’ve never left, right? You even married Xi Mingyuan to protect this child, right?”
Cheng Boyan recalled the weight of the baby's little body nestled in his arms, and the little hand unconsciously gripping his tie—a blood bond that transcended words and instinct.
Under the intense emotional impact, Cheng Boyan's logic pieced together the most reasonable explanation on its own. He looked into her shimmering eyes, where there was panic, restraint, the familiar tenderness, and a sense of relief.
Cheng Boyan leaned down and captured her lips—not a gentle kiss, but a mark of plunder and confirmation.
Soon, he took off his sweater again.
Even through the thin shirt, Cheng Boyan could feel the coolness of her skin and the heat of his own palms.
"Who was that lady standing next to you at the baby's one-month celebration?" Wen Xueyan asked.
"Qian Yuyu. The company's secretary. You also invited several important clients to your full moon celebration that day. You brought her along for work."
His explanation was extremely concise, carrying a businesslike indifference.
"What?" Cheng Boyan lowered his voice slightly. "Are you jealous?"
“I…” she tried to explain.
Cheng Boyan didn't let her finish speaking, "If you didn't care, how could you remember so clearly, and why would you specifically ask about it now?"
"For over a year, you've always had me in your heart, haven't you?" His large hand gripped the back of her neck, forcing her to meet his deep, unfathomable eyes, where long-suppressed emotions and a determined glint surged. "In that case, end your marriage with him as soon as possible. Xueyan, what I want is an open and aboveboard relationship, not this clandestine affair. Besides, I can't tolerate other men having you at the same time."
Immediately following, Cheng Boyan made an even more impactful decision, displaying the decisiveness typical of those in power: "I'm taking my son away tonight. If Xi Mingyuan has any objections, let him contact my lawyer."
Wen Xuexue had expected him to say that, which is why she hadn't told him before.
The moment his words fell, his hand, which had been lingering on her waist, now burned with heat, firmly slipped beneath her skirt and caressed her thigh. The touch carried a familiar memory, but also a forceful assertion of dominance.
His fingertips seemed to carry an electric current, sending a subtle shiver down her spine.
Wen Xueyan's body responded honestly to his touch. The years of separation had not erased her body's most primal memories and desires for him. Her arms wrapped around his firm waist and back, her fingertips unconsciously digging into the texture of his crisp shirt, as she tilted her head back to receive his predatory kiss.
After more than a year of silence, Wen Xueyan also missed his body, his cool yet domineering aura, and the waves he brought that were enough to overwhelm all reason.
However, the moment he suggested taking the child away, her boiling blood seemed to be instantly chilled.
She understood Cheng Boyan's assertiveness and eagerness; it was an instinctive reaction after learning that his bloodline would continue.
Wen Xueyan was distracted, pondering what to do. A head-on confrontation was definitely not a good strategy; Cheng Boyan's domineering nature would only become sharper under his rage and elation.
If Cheng Boyan takes the child away at this time, it would mean that her agreement with Xi Mingyuan is directly broken, and Xi Mingyuan's plan will be exposed by his grandfather and the other party.
Wen Xueyan knew that President Cheng might be able to afford the compensation amount in the agreement, but she suddenly felt that it would be unfair to Xi Mingyuan, who had taken care of her for a year.
Her kisses became more than just reciprocation; they carried a soothing tenderness, an attempt to calm the storm.
Her fingers gently ran through his thick, black hair, with boundless affection, slowly combing it, trying to soothe his tense nerves.
His large hand gripped her slender waist, transmitting his burning body temperature through the thin silk. That temperature almost scorched through the fabric, branding itself onto her skin.
Soon, he took away the silk and threw it on the ground. This time, with the scalding hot Cheng Boyan holding her, Wen Xueyan no longer felt cold.
Cheng Boyan bent down and kissed her inch by inch, once again feeling her snow-white skin and sweet fragrance from his memories. Wen Xueyan faced the surging desire in her heart, a deep longing for the man before her, a desire whose body was far more honest than words.
Cheng Boyan sensed her response, and his hand continued to reach under her skirt. Just as his fingertips were about to touch her private area, Wen Xueyan suddenly turned her head away, avoiding his passionate kiss, her voice carrying a clear rationality: "Did you bring condoms?"
This abrupt question was like a bucket of ice water, instantly extinguishing part of the raging fire. Cheng Boyan paused, propped himself up, and looked at her incredulously. His Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice became even hoarseer: "I didn't bring it. How could I have thought of bringing this when I came to your house for a banquet?"
He paused, looked around the bedroom that belonged to her and another man, and said with a hint of bitterness, "Use yours."
"No." Wen Xueyan's answer was brief and firm.
"Not even one?" Cheng Boyan's brows furrowed deeper, suspicion instantly filling his heart. "Are you planning to have another child with him so soon?" This guess pierced his heart. But then, an even worse thought surfaced, and his voice suddenly turned cold and hard. "Or... does he make you take birth control pills every time? Xueyan, that's very harmful to your health!"
Concern and anger intertwined. Cheng Boyan could not tolerate her treating her body so lightly for another man.
Under his gaze, Wen Xueyan shook her head. She wanted to say that birth control pills weren't all monsters, but that wasn't important at the moment. She looked up, meeting his worried and angry gaze, and finally whispered the deeper secret: "No, he and I have never done it, so I don't need it."
For a moment, Cheng Boyan thought he had misheard.
He stared at her, his mind racing, trying to understand the meaning of her words. "Never?" he repeated, his voice filled with disbelief. "You mean, you and Xi Mingyuan, from the time you got married until now, have never shared a bed?"
“Yes.” Wen Xueyan nodded.
“Xueyan…” he called softly, his voice filled with cautious probing, “I believe you. But how did you reject him? Did he not do anything inappropriate? You are so beautiful… Xi Mingyuan seems like a vigorous young man, and he’s even a few years younger than me.” He couldn’t imagine how a woman like her could maintain absolute innocence in a marriage. It defied common sense.
Wen Xueyan met his gaze, a complex emotion flashing across her beautiful eyes before settling into a calm statement: "What I'm about to say, like the baby's background, needs to be kept a secret by you."
"Okay, tell me quickly." Cheng Boyan rarely found himself being so gossipy.
“He doesn’t like women,” Wen Xueyan said.
These six words, seemingly light and airy, struck Cheng Boyan like a thunderclap.
All his doubts and anxieties found their only reasonable outlet at that moment. So that's how it is! A tremendous, indescribable ecstasy, mixed with boundless tenderness for the woman in his arms, instantly overwhelmed him.
“He has a lover who lives abroad,” Wen Xueyan added.
"Xueyan, I originally thought you were with both me and him at the same time, so I couldn't wait for you to get a divorce immediately. To be honest, I actually had some selfish motives. I couldn't accept other men touching you again, but I held back until tonight because I was worried that you would reject me and I was afraid I wouldn't be able to win you back." Cheng Boyan revealed his true feelings.
Then, he leaned down again, and this time, his kiss landed on her fair neck, feeling the rapid beating of her arteries.
Cheng Boyan was burning up; the dam of reason was being breached by the torrent of emotion.
"Xueyan, since there are no safety measures, then let's not do it. But, in the past year or so, I've really missed you." He whispered against her skin, his voice full of pleading, "Help me... okay?" He held her soft hand, guiding it downwards to touch the burning heat that had already hardened for her.
Wen Xueyan didn't struggle. Her hands trembled slightly, but she ultimately yielded to his guidance. The touch from his fingertips made her cheeks flush, but deep within her heart, an indescribable bitterness and tremor rose. This body, this soul, had never belonged to anyone else during their separation.
In the enclosed space, the temperature rose. Cheng Boyan's gaze remained fixed on her, watching her dazed eyes and flushed cheeks, as if confirming that this was not a dream that was easy to wake from.
His kisses were sometimes rapid, sometimes lingering, landing on her lips, her eyelids, and her neck. This time, he kissed her wantonly, no longer worried that leaving hickeys would lead to her being questioned by Xi Mingyuan.
In that final moment, he let out a deep, muffled groan, buried his face deep in the crook of her neck, and greedily inhaled her scent, which belonged only to him.
After an unknown amount of time, the lingering effects gradually subsided. Cheng Boyan was still holding her, his arms wrapped around her waist.
After straightening his clothes, he asked, "Xi Mingyuan, does he know that the child isn't his, but mine?"
Wen Xueyan nodded gently, her eyes clear and frank: "Of course, have you received too much information today and forgotten logic? He knows. I haven't slept with him, so the child is definitely not his."
She paused, reaching out to smooth the slightly wrinkled collar of his shirt, her tone pleading, "But he won't let me tell anyone. He asked me not to publicly associate with you, so he called you home. Boyan, please pretend you don't know anything for now, okay? For the sake of the child, and for the sake of peace right now, because..."
Wen Xueyan briefly recounted the whole story.
Cheng Boyan remained silent. Xi Mingyuan's knowledge and tacit approval cast a shadow of caution over this regained happiness, making it a situation that had been lost but then regained.
Cheng Boyan lowered his head and gently placed a kiss on her smooth forehead.
"Okay," he replied in a hoarse voice, each word carrying immense weight.
“When you came today,” her voice was as soft as a feather, “the gold lock you gave the baby was very beautiful, symbolizing a long and healthy life, it was very thoughtful. Did you bring such a gift because you already know in your heart that this is your son?”
Cheng Boyan took her hand and completely enveloped it in his warm palm.
“No, Xueyan.” He spoke, his voice low and steady, “I’ve thought he might be my son, but I’m not 100% sure.”
He felt her hand twitch slightly in his palm, but he gripped it tighter, not allowing her to back down.
“Before I came here, I thought about many things.” He continued, gazing at the starry sky outside the window. “I thought that the child might be related to me by blood, and I also thought that he might be President Xi’s child.”
Cheng Boyan paused, then turned his gaze back to her face.
“I wear the longevity lock not because I’ve confirmed anything, but because it’s your child.” His words were clear and firm. “As long as it’s a life you’ve conceived, no matter who its father is, in my heart, it deserves the best blessings in this world. I hope this little life, which is connected to you by blood, can grow up safely and healthily, and have a smooth life.”
Wen Xueyan leaned on his shoulder.
"If he were my son, I would love and protect him with everything I have. But if he isn't, I will still love him dearly, because love extends to everything connected to you—he is your child. It's just..."
A faint smile curved his lips, a smile that carried his own undeniable domineering yet deep affection.
“But if that’s the case, I’ll ask you,” he said, his gaze locking onto her eyes, “to give me another child later, if your health allows. A child that belongs entirely to both of us.”
The two embraced and whispered for a while until they faintly heard the sound of the door opening, the nanny playing with the child, and Xi Mingyuan's highly recognizable, gentle voice.
Cheng Boyan quickly stood up and said to Wen Xueyan, "I'll just hold the baby for a bit and then I'll leave."
When Xi Mingyuan appeared in the living room with the nanny, carrying the child, Cheng Boyan was already calmly taking his leave.
However, his gaze once again uncontrollably lingered on that small figure.
"Mr. Xi, thank you again for your hospitality tonight." Cheng Boyan's voice broke the composure of the business world. He walked towards Xi Mingyuan, his gaze naturally falling on the child. "The baby is so cute, may I hold him again?"
Xi Mingyuan's deep gaze lingered on Cheng Boyan's face for a moment. He smiled slightly and generously handed the child over: "Of course, it seems that President Cheng genuinely likes children."
Cheng Boyan carefully took the soft body. This was his flesh and blood, the continuation of his life, his closest connection in this world. A tenderness that was almost painful filled his chest.
When Cheng Boyan leaned closer to the baby, his affectionate gaze made Wen Xueyan almost stop breathing. Every nerve in her body was taut, like a fully drawn bow, afraid that this father, whom she had just confirmed as her blood relative, might do something out of control, such as simply turning around and leaving with the child in his arms.
Wen Xueyan felt that if he really took forceful measures, the situation would be difficult to manage.
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That's great! I feel like I'm not far from happiness, hahaha.
Yes, thank you for your message, it's very heartwarming.
It seems that Mr. Cheng will help Mr. Xi acquire more shares, and Xueyan will soon be able to return to single life and live with Mr. Cheng and his family of three, with her baby.
So beautiful
Thank you for your prediction. Your reading was very thorough. ^_^
Thank you for reading! I'm so happy to see your heartwarming comments!
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