The moment those words were spoken, both rooms fell silent.
Yan Yu immediately sensed something was wrong. Her heart pounded wildly.
Could it be… they really knew?
“Yaoyao, you’re the big sister. You answer.”
Yan Yu walked into her daughter’s room, her gaze fixed on the little girl.
Yan Shiyao had never been good at lying. Being questioned by Mommy like this immediately put her in a difficult position.
After several seconds of silence, she tilted up her little head and asked instead,
“Mommy, I think Younger Brother looks a lot like that uncle. Doesn’t he?”
“I look just like you, Mommy. Of course Younger Brother looks just like Daddy.”
Yan Yu was left speechless.
She had given birth to fraternal twins. Her daughter was practically her mirror image, while her son was practically a miniature Jing Mocong.
Even Qiao Zi had guessed it.
How could the children not become suspicious?
Thinking about Jing Mocong’s secret preference for married women, Yan Yu did not dare take any risks.
She was afraid that Jing Mocong would take Yaoyao and Junjun away from her, then drive her out of Shengjing.
By then, she and her children would be separated forever, never seeing each other again for the rest of their lives.
“Th-That’s… just a coincidence.”
“Don’t let your imaginations run wild!”
“Mr. Jing already has a fiancée. He would never acknowledge you as his children!”
Yan Shijun blinked in confusion.
“Mommy, who’s Mr. Jing?”
Yan Yu: “…”
“He’s… the handsome man you were talking about.”
Yan Shijun suddenly understood.
So Daddy’s surname was Jing.
“Mommy, what’s a fiancée? Is she a woman?” Yan Shiyao asked curiously.
Yan Yu felt a headache coming on.
“When you learn about it in school, you’ll know. Don’t ask me.”
She truly did not dare answer.
Otherwise, these two little ones would definitely bombard her with even more questions.
Today had been far too terrifying.
She felt like her brain was about to explode.
“No more talking. Both of you stand facing the wall and reflect on what you’ve done.”
After saying that, Yan Yu returned to her own bedroom, found a bottle of medicated oil, and rubbed some onto her temples to clear her head.
Once she had calmed down, she no longer felt like going to the market to buy groceries.
Instead, she ordered everything online, and the delivery courier brought the groceries to her door within half an hour.
After receiving them, Yan Yu started preparing dinner.
An hour later, she finally announced that their punishment was over.
“If you two ever follow strangers again, I really won’t come looking for you.”
“If you love following other people so much, then just go live with them.”
“Mommy, Younger Brother and I both know we were wrong. We won’t ever follow strangers again. Mommy, don’t be angry anymore, okay? If you get angry, you’ll get wrinkles, and then you won’t be beautiful anymore. Younger Brother and I both love the gentle Mommy. Can you stay happy for our sake?”
Yan Shiyao stood in front of Yan Yu with her younger brother, both of them cupping their cheeks and pretending to be little flowers. Their baby voices were soft and sweet.
“Mommy, I love the gentle you, the beautiful you. I don’t like the angry you. Being angry is bad for your health. It gives you wrinkles and makes you ugly.”
Yan Shiyao had always been especially gifted when it came to speaking.
She had an incredibly sweet tongue.
Junjun, on the other hand, excelled in sports. He liked peace and quiet and was not very expressive.
Watching the two little ones bend over with their tiny bottoms sticking out as they pretended to be sunflowers, Yan Yu found them unbearably adorable.
Even so, she deliberately kept a cold expression on her face.
“So if I become ugly, you won’t love me anymore?”
“Of course not, Mommy! We love you the most! Forever and ever!”
Yan Shiyao spoke in an extra-soft voice as she hugged Yan Yu’s leg and swayed from side to side.
Yan Shijun was just as perceptive.
He hugged Yan Yu’s other leg and swayed along with his sister.
Yan Yu let out a sigh.
“I’m not angry anymore. Stop twisting around like that. If you keep doing it, you’ll make me fall over. Now hurry back to your room and read your books. Later, I’m going to quiz you on the new picture books I bought.”
“Okay, Mommy!”
After successfully cheering Mommy up, Yan Shiyao took her younger brother’s hand, and the siblings returned to their room.
The brother and sister sat beneath the window reading their picture books.
When Yan Yu finished cooking, they rushed out with excited cries, washed their hands, and climbed onto their chairs for dinner.
Meanwhile, back at the manor…
Jing Mocong had completely lost his appetite.
It had only been the first day since recognizing his son and daughter, yet he was already missing them terribly.
The little ones, however, seemed to have forgotten all about him.
It wasn’t until eight-thirty that evening.
Jing Mocong was in his study attending a meeting on his computer when his phone lit up.
It was Yaoyao calling.
He immediately paused the meeting and answered.
“Yaoyao…”
“Daddy, it’s Yaoyao! I’m going to sleep now. Good night!”
Her sweet little voice floated through the phone.
Before Jing Mocong could respond, she had already hung up.
Jing Mocong sighed.
Before he could even finish sighing, his phone lit up again.
This time, it was Junjun.
He answered immediately.
“Daddy, I’m your son, Junjun. I’m going to sleep now. Good night, Daddy. I’m going to dream about fighting monsters.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the call ended.
Jing Mocong could not help but laugh.
“Good night… my two little treasures.”
He quietly spoke those words to his phone.
The next morning, warm sunlight streamed into the bedroom, filling it with a comforting glow.
Yan Yu drowsily opened her eyes.
The first thing she saw was a pair of long, familiar eyes staring back at her.
“Ji-Jing Mocong? Why are you here? How did you get into my house?”
Her eyes widened.
Instinctively, she pressed both hands against the man’s chest, trying to push him away.
However, she was nowhere near as strong as he was.
The next second, he seized both of her wrists, pinned them above her head, and, just like that night at the hotel five years ago, tied them together with his necktie.
“You gave birth to my two children. How do you think I got in?”
“Yan Yu, you’ve got quite the nerve. You actually kept the children from me after giving birth to them.”
“Fortunately, I’ve already reunited with them.”
“Starting today, you’re my woman.”
The man’s lips forcefully sealed hers.
“No… don’t…”
Fear flooded Yan Yu’s heart.
She refused to become the other woman.
She wanted to set a positive example for her children.
Terrified, Yan Yu screamed and abruptly opened her eyes.
Looking around the quiet bedroom, she finally realized it had only been a dream.
“Why would I have a dream like that? That scared me to death.”
She breathed heavily, clutching the blanket, and it took quite a while before she finally calmed down.
Just then, her alarm clock rang.
It was time to get up and make breakfast.
After breakfast, Yan Yu personally brought the two children to Qiao Zi’s flower shop and asked her to keep an eye on them.
“Don’t worry. I’ll stay with these two little munchkins every second.”
Qiao Zi had already heard what happened.
The two little troublemakers had secretly run out of the residential complex by themselves the previous day, only to be picked up by Jing Mocong.
Yan Yu had been terrified and worried sick.
With Qiao Zi watching them, Yan Yu felt much more at ease.
Today, she was meeting an old classmate who worked at the securities exchange.
With his help, she planned to purchase the children’s clothing company that her uncle had previously sold.
That company had been founded by her father when she was only seven years old.
Its name, Little Yu Children’s Clothing, had been chosen by her and her father together.
Her father’s original intention in starting the company had simply been to design beautiful clothes for her.
Thinking back on those days, Yan Yu still found it hard to believe that she was not actually her father’s biological daughter.
Yet he had given her every bit of a father’s love.
After spending half the day completing all the necessary procedures, Yan Yu had practically secured ownership of Little Yu Children’s Clothing.
When her old classmate saw her casually spending over ten million yuan to acquire the company, the way he looked at her completely changed.
“Yan Yu, I never imagined you were this wealthy. Back in university, I couldn’t tell at all.”
During their university years, Yan Yu had seemed like an ordinary college student.
She attended every class seriously, never skipped lectures, and spent her free time working part-time jobs off campus.
No one knew that her father actually owned numerous companies and was considered a moderately wealthy businessman in Shengjing.
Ever since she was young, Yan Yu had known that her father had built everything from nothing through years of hard work.
Because of that, she had never gone around telling people she was the daughter of a wealthy man.
“This money… all came from my father.”
As she said those words, thoughts of her father—whose whereabouts and fate remained unknown—stabbed painfully at her heart.
After finishing the acquisition, her old classmate had other matters to attend to, so they parted ways.
“The class reunion is coming up in a while. Don’t forget to come.”
“I definitely will.”
Yan Yu walked out of the office building alone.
As she walked, she could not help planning her next steps in her mind.
Just as she was deep in thought, a familiar female voice suddenly rang out beside her, instantly pulling Yan Yu back to reality.