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—”

walked out of the study room. Then, he carried his daughter into

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

woman gazed at

I treat

I could tell he was really sad after she was gone.” Even the boy

Xinyan pulled the boy into her arms for a hug. “I’ll be super nice to him.” She

the cracks will remain no matter

that was now protruding ever so slightly.

had a sister, so he yearned more for a

be a boy.” Lin Xichen

Xinyan raised an eyebrow. “How do you know

baby’s gender at the moment. They’d have to

that confidence

“I feel it.”

Xinyan pinched her son’s cheek. “Take a shower and go

Lin Xinyan’s belly another caress and said to

Then, he ran off.

as she gazed at her son before rubbing her temples. Aunt Yu, who had just finished

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

Xinyan slowly walked up the stairs while holding onto the railing. Despite intending to lay in

a shower, Zong Jinghao pushed the door open to find the room in darkness. The curtains remained open, allowing the moonlight to seep in. As his gaze fell on the woman curled up in bed, he gently closed the door, walked

into contact with something cold. “Is it too cold?” Zong

eyes and her voice

little

Xinyan felt her own forehead. Indeed, it felt slightly warmer than usual. “I’m awake now, so it won’t feel cold anymore.” She replied, putting her hand

hand wet while soaking the towel, so his fingers were icy

woman shut

know when she had fallen asleep, but she could feel someone holding onto her and placing a large, wandering hand on her belly. The