NOVPUBChapter 780: Chapter 780: Don’t Want Younger Brothers and Sisters_1
Chapter 780 -780: Don’t Want Younger Brothers and Sisters_1
After a lot of deliberation, Su Hongxing ultimately decided not to tell the truth. 𝚗𝚘v𝚙𝚞b.𝚌𝚘m
She thought that it would be for her own good, and equally so for Ye Qilan.
Su Hongxing intermittently slept on the plane and, after getting off, she was surprisingly energetic and didn’t need to adjust to the time difference.
Ye Qilan’s car drove towards Qingmu Garden. Ye Qilan had observed Su Hongxing’s expressions more than once during the journey, ensuring that she wasn’t resisting and that he could put his anxious heart at ease.
Ye Qilan and Su Hongxing had informed Qingmu Garden as soon as they got off the plane.
Upon learning of her parents’ return, Little Pudding excitedly ran to the front door to await their arrival.
The car hadn’t even come to a stop when the little one happily ran towards it.
The driver braked abruptly, shaken and perspiring with fear.
Nearly at once, Su Hongxing alighted from the car upon seeing Little Pudding.
The child ran over and tightly hugged Su Hongxing’s leg, “Mommy, Mommy…..”
Su Hongxing squatted down before Little Pudding who intensely immersed herself into her hug. “Mommy, I missed you dearly.”
Su Hongxing held the child tight, her eyes slightly red, “Mommy missed you too, sweetheart.”
Little Pudding snuggled up again and again in Su Hongxing’s arms, clinging to her neck without letting go. “Mommy, next time you run away from home, I want to go with you.”
“Naughty child, who allowed you to joke about running away?” Su Hongxing slapped the child’s rump a little, but couldn’t bring herself to do it hard.
Ye Qilan watched the mother and daughter pair expressing their affection for each other, feeling a bitter taste in his mouth.
Why did Little Pudding seem closer to Su Hongxing, even though he spent more time with her?
The most critical part is that when they hug each other, the two seem like they’re cut from the same cloth. It’s as if Little Pudding is a miniature version of Su Hongxing, plump and adorable like a little doll.
The way both of them spread joy with their smiles is identical, one could mistake them for…
Ye Qilan whispered to Age, “Age, take a closer look, don’t they look alike?”
Age laughed and said, “Yes, they look very similar. People who don’t know might think they’re biologically related.”
But it’s apparent that Little Pudding is an adopted child, picked up by Fu Yan from a remote southern town and brought back to Taicheng.
“How wonderful it would’ve been if Little Pudding was a child Amou and I had together!” said Ye Qilan, his eyebrows furrowing.
Had his own child still been alive, they’d be about this age too, right? Would they be as adorable, bright and witty as Little Pudding?
Age didn’t dare to break in this time.
He wanted to say that it was impossible. After all, everyone knew that Su Hongxing had undergone a hysterectomy more than three years ago, and that child was no more.
Su Hongxing was too busy talking and chatting with Little Pudding to notice the gloom hanging over Ye Qilan.
She did notice when Ye Qilan said to her, “Amou, since you love children, why don’t we adopt a few more?”
Little Pudding, who was playing kissy-face with Su Hongxing, wide-eyed at the suggestion, voiced a cutesy protest. “I’m enough for Mommy. Too many kids aren’t good. I don’t want any brothers or sisters.”
“Sweetheart, your mother loves children. With a few more brothers and sisters, the house would be lively,” Ye Qilan tried to reason with Little Pudding.
“No way! Mommy has me, her adorable little treasure, that’s enough,” Little Pudding clung tightly to Su Hongxing’s neck, as if fearing that other kids might rob her of mommy.
“No, that’s not for you to decide. Little Pudding, you are an adopted child as well, you cannot be so selfish…”
