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—”

them.” Zong Jinghao cut her off as he walked out of the study room. Then, he carried his daughter into the

Xichen walked over and tugged the edge of his mother’s shirt. “Be nicer

at her

I treat him

could tell he was really sad after

Xinyan pulled the boy into her arms for a

she wished she could get rid of all the sadness in his heart. But once a glass breaks, the cracks will remain no matter how much you try

protruding ever so slightly. He was beginning to look forward to

boy already had a sister, so he yearned more for

going to be a boy.” Lin

an eyebrow. “How

an ultrasound would be able to determine the baby’s gender at the moment. They’d have to wait at least three months for

confidence of his

“I feel it.”

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

and said to the baby inside it, “Be good. I’ll play

Then, he ran off.

Yu, who had just finished cleaning up, walked out of the kitchen and saw the woman. “Are

Aunt Yu and shook her head.

up the stairs while holding onto the railing. Despite intending to lay in bed for only a short while, she ended up

children 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 over and touched her forehead. Noticing it felt rather warm, the man soaked a towel in water before wringing it and placing it

into contact with something cold. “Is it too cold?” Zong Jinghao hurriedly removed the towel

her voice

a little warm. This’ll

her own forehead. Indeed, it felt slightly warmer than usual. “I’m awake now,

hand wet while soaking the towel, so his fingers were icy now. Hence, instead of touching her face, the man pulled up her blanket and tucked

the woman shut her

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