Zhou Xuan cracked his knuckles, while little Si Zhou slept soundly in his arms. It was truly a double whammy. If the old man passed away, Zhou Xuan couldn't imagine the immense impact the Wei family would suffer!
Zhou Xuan used his supernatural ability to improve the old man's physical functions again, but it was no longer effective. The plane arrived in Beijing in a few hours, and it was only five o'clock. If Zhou Xuan went back, it would be right at the end of the workday.
The old man was extremely weak, so Zhou Xuan simply put some pressure on him and had the guards arrange a car to take him back to Wei Haihong's villa. The guards could tell that the old man was just extremely tired and exhausted, not dizzy. Besides, Zhou Xuan had treated the old man before, and they knew that Zhou Xuan had amazing medical skills, so they weren't overly worried when Zhou Xuan told them it was alright.
Zhou Xuanhuai carried Xiao Sizhou and took a taxi back home. Sitting in the car, his heart was filled with turmoil. He didn't know what kind of reaction going back like this would elicit.
After getting off the bus at Hongcheng Square, Zhou Xuan looked at the adorable little Si Zhou who was still fast asleep in his arms. His heart was filled with indescribable emotions. He slowly walked home, but the closer he got to his house, the more excited he became!
When Zhou Xuan reached the villa's entrance, he stopped, took a few deep breaths, and then pushed open the door and went inside.
In the living room, Jin Xiumei and Aunt Liu were discussing a TV series, while Fu Ying was reading a book on pregnancy knowledge by herself. When Zhou Xuan walked in, all three of them looked at him. Jin Xiumei asked in surprise, "Son, where did you get a baby? Did your friend come to our house?"
Jin Xiumei figured it was probably Zhou Xuan's friends who came to visit, and Zhou Xuan held their child while his friends admired the huge private garden outside the villa.
Zhou Xuan was still in pain, unable to even manage a smile; his attempts to put on a smile were merely twitching at the corners of his mouth.
Fu Ying noticed that Zhou Xuan was acting strangely, so she quickly put down her book, stood up, and walked over to him, asking with concern, "Zhou Xuan, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
As Fu Ying spoke, she reached out and gently touched Zhou Xuan's forehead to check his temperature and see if he had a fever. She lowered her eyes and looked at the little Si Zhou in Zhou Xuan's arms.
With just one glance, Fu Ying was stunned. Then, her expression changed as she looked at Zhou Xuan. Zhou Xuan's sorrowful and heart-wrenching expression made her suddenly understand that the child's face was exactly like Zhou Xuan's. No explanation was needed to explain the situation!
She stood there dumbfounded, tears streaming down her face. Jin Xiumei and Aunt Liu were startled and quickly stood up. Jin Xiumei rushed over and took Fu Ying's hand, asking, "Yingying, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" She had also seen Zhou Xuan come in with her own eyes. Her son hadn't said a word, so it couldn't be that her son had upset Fu Ying. But why was her daughter-in-law so heartbroken?
It didn't seem like she was simply heartbroken. Jin Xiumei knew that although her daughter-in-law came from a wealthy family, she never had the spoiled airs of those rich young ladies. She liked what she liked and disliked what she disliked, and she never hid it. She rarely cried when she was angry or sad. But now, Fu Ying had the expression of utter heartbreak. How could she not worry!
Fu Ying cried and shook her head without saying a word. Jin Xiumei was also at a loss. Since Fu Ying didn't speak, she couldn't guess what the reason was. She could only look at her son. However, when her eyes swept over the child in Zhou Xuan's arms, Jin Xiumei was stunned!
She raised the three siblings, Zhou Xuan, Zhou Tao, and Zhou Ying, from infancy to adulthood. Every little detail of their lives, from birth to adulthood, is etched in her memory and she has never forgotten it. Moreover, there are photos of the three siblings when they were young. The child Zhou Xuan is holding in his arms looks exactly like him when he was a child; there is not a single thing that is different from him!
At that moment, Jin Xiumei immediately understood why Fu Ying was crying. She also realized that the child Zhou Xuan was holding was his, and naturally, her grandson!
“Son, you…” Jin Xiumei wanted to question Zhou Xuanxuan, but she couldn’t finish her sentence. Instead, she gently stroked Xiao Sizhou’s face. Perhaps he had slept enough, because Xiao Sizhou woke up at this moment, opened his eyes, and stared at Jin Xiumei with a pair of dark, star-like eyes.
Jin Xiumei's fingers trembled, and her voice trembled as well: "My son... he... he... he... he... he's looking... looking at me..."
Xiao Sizhou looked at Jin Xiumei curiously, but after only a few seconds, she suddenly burst into tears, and Zhou Xuan couldn't soothe her no matter what he did.
Seeing her son awkwardly holding the baby, Jin Xiumei immediately reached out and took the baby from him, saying, "The baby is hungry. Son, hurry out and buy some formula. Aunt Liu, go to the kitchen and make some rice water, just a little bit, I'll feed the baby first!"
Jin Xiumei, having raised three children, was extremely experienced. She could tell from Xiao Sizhou's expression that he was hungry. Zhou Xuan was stunned for a moment, his mind clearly fogged up. It had been almost three hours since they flew back; Xiao Sizhou was naturally hungry. He quickly nodded and said, "Mom, you take good care of the child. I...I'm going to buy milk powder!" He then hurried out the door.
Seeing her mother-in-law's expression, Fu Ying felt both heartache and sorrow. She covered her face and ran upstairs. Jin Xiumei anxiously called out, "Wait, wait, Yingying, be careful!"
Holding the child in her arms, Jin Xiumei didn't chase after them. After a while, she looked at Liu Sao, who was standing there dumbfounded, and said angrily, "Liu Sao, the child's face is all red from crying. Quickly get some rice porridge!"
Aunt Liu suddenly realized what was going on, said "Oh," and hurriedly ran to the kitchen.
Jin Xiumei held Xiao Sizhou and gently walked around the living room. After shaking him a few times, Xiao Sizhou sucked on his right thumb, making a gurgling sound, and stopped crying.
Jin Xiumei then looked more closely at Xiao Sizhou's face. The more she looked, the more she felt that he resembled Zhou Xuan. The child's eyebrows and eyes were also extremely cute. In a daze, Jin Xiumei also felt that Xiao Sizhou's face was somewhat delicate and resembled someone she knew. After thinking carefully, a figure flashed through her mind and she was startled!
Jin Xiumei examined Xiao Sizhou's appearance again and found that his face was indeed very similar. She was stunned. Could it be that her son had an affair with her?
Logically speaking, it shouldn't be like that. As her mother, she knows her son best. He's not the kind of irresponsible person. If he really had something like that with another girl, he would never abandon her. Besides, how could her son calmly and nonchalantly marry Yingying?
This was truly unbelievable, but Jin Xiumei was now certain that the child she was holding was most likely Zhou Xuan's child, a descendant of the Zhou family!
Jin Xiumei, who had been longing for her grandson, was overwhelmed with mixed feelings as she held Xiao Sizhou in her arms. No wonder her daughter-in-law burst into tears, which was difficult to persuade her otherwise. But now that her son had brought the child back, Jin Xiumei would not let anyone else take him away. This was the direct bloodline of the Zhou family. Even if Fu Ying refused to acknowledge or raise him, she would take her grandson back to her hometown and raise him herself.
Of course, this was all just Jin Xiumei's imagination. She was still unsure whether the child was Zhou Xuan's flesh and blood, because without Zhou Xuan's personal confirmation, nothing could be considered valid.
When Aunt Liu brought out some cooked rice porridge, Jin Xiumei quickly scooped some up with a spoon, blew on it to cool it down, and then carefully fed it to Xiao Sizhou.
Xiao Sizhou is too young to drink rice water with a spoon. He pushes the rice water out of his mouth with his tongue. He basically drinks a little bit and spits out most of it, but he doesn't cry or fuss at all.
Jin Xiumei hadn't taken care of an infant for many years and had always wanted to help her children take care of their children again. But as long as she wanted to, she couldn't rush it. But today, she never expected it. It was as if a child had fallen from the sky. Looking at this cute little Si Zhou, Jin Xiumei was overjoyed and forgot about Fu Ying, who was still heartbroken. She just kept playing with little Si Zhou.
Aunt Liu helped out from the side, and after a while she muttered, "Sister, this child looks just like Xiao Zhou, like they were made from the same mold!"
Jin Xiumei was taken aback, thinking that this was not just her opinion; even Aunt Liu, who was completely unfamiliar with Zhou Xuan when he was young, thought the same way. It seemed that this child might really be Zhou Xuan's flesh and blood!
Zhou Xuan returned, panting, more than ten minutes later. Jin Xiumei quickly said to Zhou Xuan, "Son, quickly prepare a spoonful of formula with warm water!"
Zhou Xuan paused for a moment, then asked, "Mom, should I use a bowl or a cup to soak it?"
Jin Xiumei said irritably, "Of course we use a baby bottle! How can such a small child eat and drink properly? I just spilled most of the rice porridge I was making!"
Zhou Xuan scratched his head, embarrassed, and said, "Oh no, I didn't buy a baby bottle, I only bought formula... I... I'll go buy some right away!"
As Zhou Xuan spoke, he ran towards the door again. Jin Xiumei saw that her son did not say what was wrong with the child, but he was running around so diligently. If it wasn't his own child, why would it be like this?
Even the kindest person will still have different levels of closeness or distance in family relationships.
After a flurry of activity, Zhou Xuan finally bought the baby bottle, mixed a spoonful of formula with warm water, shook it well, and tested the temperature before taking Xiao Sizhou from Jin Xiumei.
Jin Xiumei refused, saying, "Give me the bottle. Do you look like you're taking care of a child?"
Zhou Xuan had no choice but to give the bottle to his mother. Jin Xiumei took the bottle and then skillfully fed the nipple into the child's mouth. Little Si Zhou immediately sucked on the nipple tightly, his cheeks opening and closing, making gurgling noises as he swallowed, but he looked extremely cute.
Jin Xiumei said with pity, "Look, the child is starving!"
Perhaps because the bottle was easy to suck on and because she had always been fed formula, Xiao Sizhou naturally sucked on the milk while keeping her eyes fixed on Jin Xiumei.
Jin Xiumei didn't care whether Xiao Sizhou understood or not, she just coaxed, "Oh, good boy, Grandma will hold you, Grandma will feed you, my little darling, my little darling..."
Seeing his mother's expression, Zhou Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. Although he hadn't revealed the truth yet, it seemed that his family was fine, except for Yingying.