365-Day Trial Marriage With Hunk: Wife’s A Little Wild - Chapter 957

Chapter 957: Chapter 957: Just Like You, A Lazy Cat Chapter 957: Chapter 957: Just Like You, A Lazy Cat “But I really am an illegitimate daughter…” Youxuan hung her head, staring at her own belly, hands clutching the bedsheets tightly.

“…”
Hanjie’s eyes darkened, he reached out and cupped her chin, forcing her to look up, “So what if you’re an illegitimate daughter? I’m an illegitimate son too. Are you telling me that even I don’t deserve to live?”

“That’s not what I mean.” Qin Youxuan tried to explain in her flurry, opened her mouth but didn’t know what to say.

Yes, he was an illegitimate son too, yet they were both living just fine.

As long as one lives well, what can birthright prove?

“I never thought my father would be Ye Zhanxing, it hurts my heart…” Youxuan finally confessed, tears sliding from the corners of her eyes involuntarily.

She would always remember how Ye Zhanxing made her change her impression of him step by step, eventually inspiring admiration in her.

Now she was told that this man was the culprit who had abandoned her and her mother, the cause of her mother’s death.

She really couldn’t accept it.

Qin Youxuan’s chest was so tight she could hardly breathe, and with both hands, she clung to Dan Hanjie’s neck, helpless like a lost child.

“Stop thinking about it, think of our baby. In a few more months, he will be born.” Dan Hanjie caught her hand, gently pressing it to her stomach.

A faint smile formed on his lips, “What do you think, will he look more like you or me?”

“Like you.” Qin Youxuan replied without thinking.

Seeing Dan Hanjie stunned, she laughed instead, “Our baby told me so. He said it’s better to look like Dad so that they can protect Mom together in the future.”

“Then he’ll look like me.” Dan Hanjie nodded, quite pleased with the sentiment.

He lightened his movements and lifted her onto his lap.

Wrapping his hands around her from behind, he caressed her stomach.

“The baby seems to be asleep; he isn’t moving,” Qin Youxuan murmured, resting her head on Dan Hanjie’s chest.

“He’s just like you, a lazy cat,” Jie tightened his hold around her waist, cradling mother and son close, feeling an unprecedented sense of security.

“Can we go home? I don’t want to stay here,” Youxuan suddenly said, lifting her head to look directly at him.

A trace of vulnerability spilled from her cat-like eyes.

“Alright, you get some sleep first; I’ll go and complete the discharge procedures.” Dan Hanjie laid her down, pulling the blanket up to her chest.

Qin Youxuan, finding it too hot, tugged it down again
Just to her stomach.

“Hurry back.”

“Right away.”

Dan Hanjie pressed a kiss to her forehead, then turned and left the ward.

As soon as Hanjie’s figure disappeared, Qin Youxuan sat up in bed, lifted the blanket, and got out of bed.

She walked to the balcony, looking at the dazzling sunlight outside, but her heart remained cool and shadowed.

Her father was Ye Zhanxing, why did it have to be Ye Zhanxing…

Qin Youxuan gripped the balcony railing, the image of her mother, bloodied and collapsed on the floor, flashing before her eyes.

She was only thirteen years old, could only hold her mother’s body, and besides crying, she had no idea what to do.

During that time, she didn’t even dare to reminisce.

Every recollection added a layer of resentment toward that man.

Youxuan’s grip on the railing tightened, her knuckles turning white, her chest heaving, even her breathing grow heavy and rapid.

Feeling some discomfort in her stomach, Qin Youxuan furrowed her brow, bit her tongue to divert her focus, and stopped her mind from wandering further.

She took several steps back, slumped weakly into one of the balcony chairs, and gently closed her eyes.