"Mom has to go to work and attend a meeting today. She said she won't be back until very late."
"I see..."
When Siwa saw Xuande chatting with a stranger, she quickly picked up Xuanling and went over. Upon seeing Zhang Boxuan's face, she was shocked and couldn't help but sigh, "What was bound to happen has finally happened!"
"She's my grandma," Xuande introduced politely. "Grandma, this is Uncle Zhang. We were at the art museum that day..."
Siwa suddenly realized that Shan'er hadn't told her about her reunion with Zhang Boxuan. Although she didn't know how they had met, she could clearly sense that Shan'er had been somewhat absent-minded these past few days. It turned out that it was because...
It seems that seven years ago, Shan'er stole something she shouldn't have, and seven years later, the "creditor" has finally come knocking...
"Hello!" Zhang Boxuan greeted her with an impeccable smile, making it hard for Siwa to dislike him. "Excuse me, are you related to Miss Jin...?"
"I was her wet nurse who raised her."
"I see. Then I'll call you 'nanny' like Miss Jin does. You don't mind, do you?"
"No, not at all." Siwa nodded with a smile.
When faced with Zhang Boxuan's reappearance after seven years, Siwa observed from an objective perspective that Shan'er had indeed found a good man back then.
Just then, Xuanling started babbling, and they turned their attention to the baby in Siwa's arms.
"What a restless little girl," Siwa said with a smile.
Taking the opportunity, Xuande introduced Xuanling to Zhang Boxuan. "Uncle Zhang, this is my sister, her name is Xuanling."
Zhang Boxuan peered into the baby girl in Siwa's arms. "Your little sister doesn't look much like you, more like her mother. She'll definitely grow up to be a great beauty!"
Unexpectedly, Xuande suddenly blurted out, "Then who do I look like?"
These words were like a bomb, creating a huge hole between Siwa and Zhang Boxuan, and Siwa's heart was pounding wildly.
Zhang Boxuan smiled dismissively and said, "To be honest, I think you're more like me!"
Sweating profusely, Siwa joked, "Yeah! I think you guys look alike too."
Just as Zhang Boxuan was about to speak, Xuanling suddenly burst into tears. Xuande said helplessly, "My sister has a bad temper; she always cries very loudly."
"Xuande, don't talk about your sister like that," Siwa whispered a warning.
"Your name is Xuande?"
"yes!"
"What a coincidence, your names both have the character 'Xuan' in them, just like mine." He held the kite that had just fallen on his head and asked gently, "Is this your kite?"
"Yes! But it just can't fly."
"I'll teach you, okay?"
"Okay!" Xuande quickly comforted Xuanling. "Xuanling, don't cry, look, your brother is flying a kite!"
Zhang Boxuan and Xuande walked towards the center of the park. He held Xuande's small hand tightly and began to slowly loosen the string. The kite in his hand slowly became a small black dot in the air, gradually drifting away and rising higher.
Seeing how much fun the father and son were having, Siwa had a deep understanding. Perhaps she was wrong; she had spoiled Shan'er too much back then, letting the girl do whatever she wanted and neglecting the child's feelings. Over the years, she had also forgotten to stand in Xuande's shoes and think more about him.
This family definitely needs a male head of the household, and the children need a father...
Xuande was so engrossed in playing that he didn't notice the protruding part of the lawn. Before he knew it, Xuande screamed and fell forward with a thud.
"Are you alright?" Zhang Boxuan quickly stepped forward and picked up Xuande.
Xuande bravely held back his tears, but the fall was not light; he had a large bump on his forehead, and also suffered severe abrasions on his knees and elbows.
Siwa rushed over anxiously. "Xuande, your forehead and knees are bleeding!"
Zhang Boxuan calmly picked up Xuande and said, "Come on! I'll take you to the hospital for a checkup."
"No need!" Siwa stopped her. "I'll take him home to apply the medicine. If there are any problems, I'll ask the family doctor to come to our house to examine him. Mr. Zhang, thank you for spending so much time with Xuande. I'm sorry to have taken up so much of your time."
"No!" For some reason, Zhang Boxuan was just worried about Xuande.
"Xuan De was injured because of me. He's in so much pain he can't walk and needs to be carried. You're all alone; you're carrying Xuan Ling and can't take care of Xuan De. Please let me help take Xuan De home!"
"I see..." Faced with Zhang Boxuan's sincerity, Siwa couldn't say no. "Alright!"
Xuande leaned against Uncle Zhang's chest. Although he felt the throbbing pain in his wound, he also felt a happy sense of well-being. This was the first time in his life that he had experienced being held by his "father".
After walking for about five minutes, the Jin residence came into view.
When they reached the door, Zhang Boxuan was still worried. He couldn't explain why, but he just wanted to stay and keep Xuande company.
"Please let me in! I'm worried about Xuande's injury, and I'm a doctor myself. You don't need to call the family doctor. Let me examine him and apply the medicine! I'll leave as soon as I'm sure Xuande is alright."
Siwa didn't want Zhang Boxuan to stay too long, fearing that too many secrets would be exposed, and even more so, fearing that Shan'er would see the scene of them "father and son" together when she got home...
But when she saw Xuande's hands tightly wrapped around Zhang Boxuan's neck, and how he longed for "Dad" to stay, Siwa felt reluctant to let go.
"Okay... then!" she murmured in agreement. "But it can't be too long, I'm afraid Shan'er might come back at any time."
Zhang Boxuan nodded knowingly.
Next, Zhang Boxuan suggested that Xuande take a shower first, and then apply the medicine to him.
"However, the wound will hurt a lot if it gets wet!" Zhang Boxuan said in advance.
"I'm not afraid of pain, I'm very brave!" Xuande straightened his chest.