His facial features hadn't fully grown yet, but Wen Zhigu could tell at a glance that the outline of his features... were really similar to that person's.
Let you keep this child just for this day. You have to give birth to him. When you look at the child in the future, you will think of the things I did to you. I want you to live with me for the rest of your life even if you leave me. Under my shadow.
Wen Zhigu's eyelashes trembled slightly.
She suddenly saw the baby's soft little fingers move, scratching the air, but couldn't catch anything, and then it flattened its little mouth and suddenly started crying.
Wen Zhigu froze in place, staring at the little thing in the cradle without moving.
Ah Qiu rushed over from the next room after hearing the sound, and was a little startled when he saw the young lady sitting next to the cradle bed, "Young lady?"
Wen Zhiyu turned to look at her, and inexplicably stood up like a guilty-minded person, pointing to the child in the cradle: "He's crying."
Aqiu picked up the crying child, but no matter how hard he coaxed it, he couldn't do it. Aqiu looked at Wen Zhigu and said, "Young madam, would you give me a hug?"
Wen Zhigu didn't say anything, but his eyes were fixed on the child A Qiu was holding.
Aqiu put the child into her arms without permission, and Wen Zhigu hugged the child carefully.
so small.
So light.
Wen Zhigu took the child into her arms, and the child rubbed hard against her arms, grabbing her clothes with her little fingers, and kept crying.
Wen Zhigu looked up at Aqiu: "He doesn't like me."
Ah Qiu smiled helplessly and said, "Madam, the young master is hungry."
"Then..." She wanted to call the nanny over, but Aqiu looked at her expectantly.
Wen Zhiyu tried to feed the baby by herself. After a while, the baby stopped crying and stayed in her arms very obediently, sucking milk and fell asleep. Wen Zhiyu lowered his head and looked at the baby's blushing face. Her eyelids were still wet, and she stretched out her fingers to gently wipe the tears from the little guy's face.
That was also the first time A Qiu had seen Wen Zhigu being so gentle since she came to Wen's house. She finally breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but say: "Young Madam, can I let the young master sleep with you tonight?" "
Wen Zhigu said "hmm" absentmindedly, his eyes still lingering on the little thing in her arms.
She found it amazing that when the little guy fell asleep, his little fingers grasped hers, as if he had caught some treasure, and he actually curled his eyes. It was so cute.
The warmth and old feelings will melt away.
He couldn't help but also curved his lips and smiled slightly.
He lowered his head and kissed the little baby on the head.
She distinguished one thing overnight, Ji Xubai was Ji Xubai, and the child was a child.
She shouldn't inflict her hatred on that person on an innocent child.
"Madam, the young master doesn't have a name yet?"
That day Wen Zhigu was playing with the little one in the cradle with a rattle, and she said casually: "My name is Wen Jian, simple Jane."
May his life be simple and untroubled by the world.
"Wen...Jian..." Aqiu smiled, "That sounds good!"
Wen Zhigu wrote in the letter that she gave birth to her own child, named Wen Jian.
After I finished writing it, I thought about it but didn’t put it in the envelope.
She mentioned something to Aqiu and the others, "I want to go to Beichuan."
The incident in Seoul must have had an equally painful impact on Shu Nuan. Previously, she was about to give birth and could not escape. Now that the child was born, she thought she would go to Seoul anyway, and would pass by Beichuan on the way to Seoul.