Stealing Your Heart

This time, Shen Peichuan stared at her instead of answering immediately.

It feels like she’s deliberately trying to find out what happened.

But doesn’t she know everything already? Why is she still trying to pry into this matter?

Not hearing a response from Shen Peichuan, Lin Xinyan slowly looked up. Her heart thumped as she saw the man gazing at her inquisitively. “Why are you looking at me like that?” She asked, forcing herself to act calm.

“Nothing.” Shen Peichuan shook his head. Something doesn’t seem right, but come to think of it, it doesn’t seem wrong either. She probably wants to know because she cares. After all, Cheng Yuxiu had died to save her. It’s understandable for her to be concerned.

He shook his head earnestly. “Zong Qifeng never mentioned anything about that.”

Zong Qifeng was aware of the existence of Wen Xian’s child, but he never told Cheng Yuxiu about it since the latter woman had just recovered from her mental illness back then. Still, the fact remained that the man knew about the child. Moreover, he knew the child was Lin Xinyan; he just never mentioned it.

Lin Xinyan and Zong Jinghao were now married and already had two children anyway. What else could be done?

Zong Qifeng didn’t want them to be burdened by the grievances from the previous generation.

He could tell how well the couple got along, so he deliberately kept the truth hidden.

The old man wanted them to spend the rest of the days together.

“Wen Xian had a child?” Shen Peichuan asked, gazing at her.

Lin Xinyan tensed up for a brief moment before quickly regaining her composure. “No,” She answered, shaking her head. “I was just asking.”

Shen Peichuan nodded without giving her the slightest hint of doubt.

He and Su Zhan left after dinner. Lin Xinyan got ready to give the children a shower, but Aunt Yu called out to her. “I’ll do it after I’m done with the dishes. The bathroom’s wet. It’d be bad news if you were to slip.”

“It’s fine—”

Zong Jinghao cut her off as he walked out of the study

walk away, Lin Xichen walked over and tugged the edge of his mother’s shirt. “Be

at her

I treat

like Grandmother, but I could tell he was really sad after she was gone.” Even the boy noticed his father’s

for a hug.

the sadness in his heart. But once a glass breaks, the cracks will remain no matter how

so slightly. He was beginning to look forward to having

a sister, so he yearned

a boy.” Lin

raised an eyebrow. “How do you know

would be able to determine the baby’s gender at

confidence of his come

“I feel it.”

son’s cheek. “Take a shower and

and said to the baby inside it, “Be

Then, he ran off.

at her son before rubbing her temples. Aunt Yu, who had just finished cleaning up, walked out of the kitchen and saw the woman. “Are

She looked up at Aunt Yu and shook her head. “No. Maybe I’m a little tired.

Despite intending to lay in

gaze fell on the woman curled up in bed, he gently closed the door, walked over and touched her forehead. Noticing it felt rather warm, the man soaked a towel in water before wringing it

as her forehead came into contact with something cold. “Is it

slowly opened her eyes and her voice sounded hoarse right after

a little

felt slightly warmer than usual. “I’m awake now, so it won’t feel cold

forehead once again. He had gotten his hand wet while soaking the towel, so his fingers were icy now. Hence, instead of touching her face, the

sleepy, the woman shut her

her and placing a large, wandering hand on her belly. The woman shifted into a comfortable position in