Old Madam Shi rolled her eyes at her grandson. “Of course it won’t be easy! The little doctor is beautiful, capable, and even gave birth to children so young. With such an amazing wife, what man would willingly let her go?”
Jing Mocong: “…”
…
That afternoon, Yan Yu went to the daycare center in their residential community and brought her two filthy little troublemakers home after they had finished playing.
“Honestly, I don’t know what to do with you two. I only bought these pants last month, and now you’ve already worn holes in the knees. What on earth were you doing? Scrubbing the floor with your knees?”
As soon as they got home, Yan Yu herded the two little monkeys into the bathroom. Rolling up her sleeves and pant legs, she thoroughly washed them clean.
The two little rascals were even in the mood to splash each other with water.
Yan Yu felt utterly exhausted.
When she got old, she was definitely going to make these two experience the same kind of trouble. Otherwise, she wouldn’t feel satisfied.
“Be good. No more playing with the water.”
Yan Yu wrapped each child in a bath towel and carried them to their respective beds.
Only then did they finally quiet down.
That was because Yan Yu had sternly taught them that once they grew up, they were never allowed to let other people see their bodies.
She brought over two sets of clean clothes and handed one to each of them.
Before long, Yaoyao and Junjun had changed.
“Thank you, Mommy.”
“Thank you, Mommy.”
Yan Yu sighed tiredly.
“Lie down and read your books. No more shouting or making a fuss.”
After changing into a fresh outfit herself, Yan Yu went into the kitchen to start cooking.
Just then, her phone rang.
She picked it up and found that Jing Mocong had sent her a voice message.
She tapped on it, and a deep, low, magnetic male voice flowed from the speaker.
“Yan Yu, thank you. My grandmother can finally sleep well again.”
“When are you free? I’d like to treat you to a meal.”
“What are you doing? Why aren’t you replying?”
“Ahem. Is it an inconvenient time?”
As Yan Yu cooked while listening to the messages, she suddenly realized her heart was beating faster.
She had to admit it—Jing Mocong’s deep voice was incredibly attractive. The image of his handsome face surfaced in her mind, accompanied by that pleasant voice…
The next second, she snapped herself back to reality.
This was a man who already had the woman he truly loved, had a fiancée, and even wanted to become the other man in someone else’s relationship.
She absolutely had to stay away from him.
Yan Yu quickly picked up her phone and sent a reply.
【I was only doing my job. There’s no need to treat me to dinner!】
When Jing Mocong saw her reply, disappointment welled up inside him.
After dinner, Yan Yu assigned Yaoyao and Junjun to wash the dishes while she returned to her room to write a report.
Sitting in front of her computer, she became completely absorbed in her work, her fingers flying across the mechanical keyboard.
“Big Sis, Mommy’s phone is in the living room.”
Yan Shijun raised his little eyebrows meaningfully at his sister.
Yan Shiyao nodded. She quickly washed and dried her hands, tiptoed into the living room, picked up Mommy’s phone, opened WeChat, and sent Jing Mocong a message.
After sending it, she immediately deleted the chat, returned the phone to its original spot, and quietly went back to the kitchen to continue washing the dishes.
Jing Mocong was so dejected that he had lost his appetite.
Then his phone suddenly chimed.
Yan Yu had sent him a message.
Jing Mocong was overjoyed.
“Tomorrow morning at ten o’clock. Meet me at Nini Burger Shop next to Yiyu Flower Shop. Don’t reply to this message!”
“Don’t reply to this message?”
He repeated those words over and over in his mind, his heart pounding wildly.
Could it be that Little Yu…
…
“When two people are in love, how could that possibly be called sneaking around?”
Jing Mocong truly did not reply.
The next morning at ten o’clock, he arrived at Nini Burger Shop right on time.
After looking around the restaurant, he saw no sign of Yan Yu.
Overcome by longing, Jing Mocong was about to head next door to Yiyu Flower Shop to look for her.
At that moment, two tiny figures walked into the burger shop from outside.
They came face-to-face with Jing Mocong.
“Daddy, we’re here.”
Jing Mocong did not think the two children were calling him.
After all, he was single and had only ever been with one woman—Yan Yu.
His expression remained completely unchanged.
That was, until his eyes met those of a little boy who looked like a miniature version of himself.
Jing Mocong’s heart shook violently.
Whose child was this?
How could he look so much like him?
“Daddy, we were the ones who used Mommy’s phone to send you that message and ask you to meet us here. Our mommy’s name is Yan Yu.”
As the older sister, Yan Shiyao was always the first to step forward whenever something needed to be said.
Jing Mocong stared at the little girl.
Yes…
She was practically a miniature version of Yan Yu.
Something suddenly clicked in his mind.
Then his head buzzed.
“One of you looks like Yan Yu… and the other looks like me. And your mommy is Yan Yu.”
“You just called me Daddy?”
“Are… are you my children?”
Jing Mocong had been diagnosed with infertility.
A doctor had personally confirmed it.
Yet the little boy standing before him looked so astonishingly like him that Jing Mocong could not help but question everything.
Had his infertility somehow been cured five years ago?
Had that one night…
Resulted in Yan Yu becoming pregnant?