Her real dad turned out to be her idol the tech guru?!
Lin Xi smiled foolishly while sitting in bed.
Suddenly, her thought process was interrupted by an embarrassing growling noise. It was then when Lin Xi realized that she hadn’t eaten in over a day.
She felt nauseated as she hadn’t eaten in a long time.
Her fever had gone down but she still felt dizzy. She wasn’t sure that was an aftereffect of the fever or that she was just hungry.
Fighting her dizziness, Luo Xiu crawled out of bed.
Her limbs were weak and she almost fell when her knees almost gave in.
She steadied herself, walked out of her room, and went looking for food downstairs.
It had obviously pasted meal time and it was quiet inside the mansion.
She had been “disappeared” into her own for one day and one night and it was as though she had already been forgotten.
***
She was half way down the stairs when she stopped abruptly.
She could hear someone talking downstairs.
One of them was Song Kexin.
The other voice belonged to Zhang Cui, Song Kexin’s mother, her grandmother.
Zhang Cui was your typical woman from a village. She married a lazy gambler husband when she was young and had a rough first half of life. She finally divorced her husband with her daughter’s support and moved into the house in City B that her daughter had arranged for her.
She was the one talking right now.
“Why’s Yize out so late at night?” There was a hint of anxiousness in her voice.
“Some investors came from overseas so he needed to go network with them.” Song Kexin explained to her mother. “Everything is fine. Don’t worry, Ma.”
“Okay. I am glad that everything is fine.” Zhang Cui mumbled.
Something occurring to her, Zhang Cui added, “Kexin, I think Yize is really upset over this incident this time.” Her son-in-law had an awful look on him over dinner and only looked a little better when he was talking to Lin Anxin.
Chen Kexin sighed. It sounded like she had let out a sigh.
“I’ve told you. You should have aborted the child back then,” complained Zhang Cui.
Back then when Song Kexin decided to forgive the man, she did not tell her family the truth about how she came to be pregnant with the child in order for her family to have a better impression of him. She only told Zhong Cui that the child was an accident from a man that she had dated before she started dating Lin Yize.
Naturally, Zhong Cui assumed that the real father of the child was some scum boyfriend of her daughter’s. She had, in more than one occasion, chastised her daughter over that.
Hearing Zhong Cui’s words, Song Kexin’s face dropped again.
-- Of course she had thought about aborting the child. But she only found out that she was pregnant after she and Lin Yize had been together and she was already openly his fiancée. Then she was photographed by the media when she headed to the OBGYN department at the hospital when she was debating about the abortion. All of a sudden, news of the Young Mrs. Lin about to give birth to their first child was all over the internet.
She had no choice but to carry the child to terms to avoid any possible negative speculations or public opinions against Lin Yize.
In addition, there was a little bit of ulterior motive in there as well. She wanted to use this child to test Lin Yize’s love for her: If Lin Yize truly love her, he would accept her past and this child.
Later on, she regretted about her decision.
Lin Xi was like a rocky roadblock in her heart. She had caused her much pain and suffering. Because of her existence, there was always a blockage between her husband and herself.
“Aye…” Zhong Cui, too, sighed when she saw Song Kexin biting her lips and remaining silence with a long face.
“It’s all in the past. There is no point in talking about it now.
“That being said. We can’t raise this child with Xinxin. Yize and your mother-in-law, not related to her, would never treat her the same as they treat Xinxin. The child will notice that and more so as she grows up.” Zhong Cui paused for a little and said, worried. “She pushed Xinxin into the lake the time. She might do something even more dangerous next time.”
“What do you think I should do then?” Song Kexin frowned. “She’s not of age yet. We can’t just send her away nor can we have her live alone. That would seem even more odd.”
“That’s what I wanted to talk to you about. My idea is to send her to our old village for a while. Do you remember a man by the name of Zhang Qiang in our village? He was around 47 ~ 48 years old now. He didn’t have a lot so he wasn’t able to get married and has no children of his own. Lin Xi can go and live with him.”
Song Kexin’s heart skipped a beat. Obviously, that had never occurred to her. “You mean to give Lin Xi away so Zhang Qiang can raise her?”
That wasn’t going to work. Maybe when she was younger. Lin Xi was old enough now to have her own thoughts. They couldn’t possibly just give her away.
“Not exactly.” Zhong Cui shook her head. “Zhang Qiang is a distant relative on your grandfather’s side so he is a relative of ours of sort. When we send Lin Xi over, we will just say she is staying with a relative. It would sound just fine as well.”
Song Kexin was tempted but still with a little bit of hesitation. “But… that sounds wrong, no?”
“What’s so wrong about that? Sending her there will allow us to separate the two children and protect our Xinxin. Besides, villagers are simple and honest people. Staying there will stop the child from having other evil thoughts and becoming even worse than she already is.”