In the snow-white hospital room, the incessant crying of a child greatly displeased the other family in the room. The woman, holding her crying baby, frowned deeply and began to berate Zhang Wenxiu on the other side.
"What's wrong with you? Do you even know how to comfort a child? Can't you see how much the child is crying? Their little face is all red. Are you even their real mother? If the child doesn't want you to hold them, just let the father hold them."
He'd been watching for ages, and this mother, for some reason, cried as soon as she held the baby, yet she insisted on holding him, causing her own child to cry too. It was so annoying!
"What business is it of yours what happens in my family? Mind your own business." Zhang Wenxiu was also annoyed. She turned her head and glared fiercely at the woman, as if she wanted to devour her whole.
“I don’t care about your family’s affairs, but if your child cries and my child cries along with it, then I have to intervene. As long as my child doesn’t cry, I won’t interfere in your business; otherwise, it’s my problem.” The woman wasn’t going to back down either; she wasn’t someone to be bullied.
The incessant crying of the child was incredibly irritating, making the duet in the room all the more pleasing to the ear. Eventually, even the nurses who came to check on him were disturbed and subtly mentioned it to Zhang Wenxiu, making him quite embarrassed.
"Alright, let me hold the baby!" Wuyou gave Zhang Wenxiu a way out, showing the appearance of a gentle and good husband. He turned his head to look at Li Jingtian, who was wailing with his eyes closed, and a smile flashed in his eyes.
This child is all bark and no bite; it's clearly intentional. But how can a tiny baby have such a strong sense of self? It seems my guess was right.
Sure enough, the child stopped crying as soon as he was placed in Wuyou's arms. He rubbed his little mouth against Wuyou's chest and then fell asleep. After all, he had been crying for so long and was very tired. A baby's instinct is to sleep, so Li Jingtian couldn't resist the urge.
"This child is such an ingrate. I endured so much pain to give birth to him for nothing." Zhang Wenxiu touched her aching abdomen, her eyes filled with hostility.
A sense of disgust towards Li Jingtian had also arisen in her heart. She had sacrificed so much for this child, becoming overweight and having undergone surgery, yet he wouldn't be affectionate towards her, even treating her like an enemy, forbidding her from touching him. He was simply a troublemaker.
Seeing Li Jingtian's affection for Wuyou, Zhang Wenxiu felt even more resentful.
“The child is young and doesn’t understand. You just gave birth not long ago, so take a good rest. I’ll take care of the child.” Wuyou smiled. This was the first time he had met a reborn person. He wanted to get to know him better. Besides, judging from Li Jingtian’s expression, he also had some affection for Li Wuyou as his father, his eyes full of filial piety.
Is Li Jingtian's background really as the original owner thought? Did the original owner really become a sucker who took over someone else's problems?
"Take the child away, don't let me see him, he's so annoying." Zhang Wenxiu turned his head away, no longer looking at Li Jingtian with the child. He was only using him; there was really little affection between them. Li Jingtian's rejection only made him dislike him more.
After sending the child back to the nursery, Wuyou returned home and opened Zhang Wenxiu's pregnancy test results. This was something he had arranged with the doctor in advance; every time Zhang Wenxiu had a check-up, he would receive an extra copy.
Looking closely at the pregnancy date on the form, Wuyou carefully calculated it, and a glint flashed in her eyes. This Li Jingtian might be the original owner's child. At that time, both of them had been drinking. Zhang Wenxiu's memory was hazy, and the original owner was also confused.
A feeling of joy quickly filled his heart, and his heartbeat seemed to quicken. Wuyou felt as if the blood in his body was boiling, and he almost wanted to go out and shout to vent his emotions.
"Tsk..." Wuyou touched her chest. She was indeed very happy! No wonder, the human instinct for procreation is always rooted in the blood and cannot be shaken off, especially since Li Wuyou has always regarded Li Jingtian as her own child and devoted all her heart and soul to him.
Thinking back on what she had done, Wuyou felt strange. Even though Liu Peilan had given Zhang Wenxiu medicine to prevent miscarriage beforehand, things were bound to go wrong. It was all her negligence.
So Li Jingtian found that he was very happy to see his father every day, especially since Wuyou was very gentle and loving towards him and took care of everything carefully, which made him feel the endless love of his father.
At first, Zhang Wenxiu tried to hug Li Jingtian, but after he cried so many times, she lost patience and didn't even bother to look at him anymore. She focused all her energy on recovering her health and planning how to get back in shape until the day she finished her postpartum confinement.
"Wife, I'm taking our son out today. I have some things to do. You can eat at home by yourself!" Wuyou was wearing clean casual clothes, holding chubby Li Jingtian, who was wearing a red bib, in her arms.
Li Jingtian felt a little embarrassed. After all, he was an adult with a human soul, and it was really unbearable to be dressed like this. But he couldn't even speak properly and had no choice but to silently endure it.
Thanks to Wuyou's meticulous care during this period, Li Jingtian ate and slept well every day, becoming chubby and plump like a lotus root. His arms were fair and tender, making people want to take a bite. Upon closer inspection, his facial features were somewhat similar to Wuyou's, delicate and clean.
Li Jingtian is the kind of person whose appearance doesn't show up when he's young, but he looks more and more like Li Wuyou as he grows up. Otherwise, Sun Peipei would never have discovered Li Jingtian's background.
"Let's go!" Zhang Wenxiu waved her hand, wishing she could kick the father and son out. Wuyou had taken time off work to take care of Li Jingtian, making Zhang Wenxiu very uncomfortable; it would be better if he left.
As soon as the father and son left, Zhang Wenxiu couldn't wait to call Sun Fei. Her smile was as bright as a flower, but given his overly plump face, it was hardly beautiful.
"Mr. Sun, it's me, Wenxiu! Do you know, I gave birth to your son, named Jingtian." Zhang Wenxiu's voice became high-pitched and alluring, extremely seductive.
Sun Fei on the other end of the phone remained unmoved, only his eyelids twitched slightly upon hearing that he had a son, a hint of joy rising within him. Having a son was an incredibly rare privilege for him, and even his cold heart couldn't help but be stirred by a touch of emotion.
"Alright, I got it. Thanks for your hard work, I'll send you the money. Don't contact me for a while unless it's absolutely necessary." Sun Fei said curtly.
“Mr. Sun, I’m telling you this not because of your money. I gave birth to your son willingly. But we only have this one son. Can you bear to disown him and let him be an illegitimate child?”
Zhang Wenxiu knew that Sun Fei didn't have much affection for her, so she used her son as a shield.
Sun Fei remained silent for a long time before saying, "I will consider your suggestion."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Wenxiu's face broke into a wide smile, his eyes practically disappearing into his teeth. After exchanging a few casual words, they hung up the phone. He couldn't wait to become Mrs. Sun.
What she didn't realize was that a tiny camera under a flowerpot in the living room had faithfully recorded everything.
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