After Transmigrating, She Became the Mother of Two

“Yi’an, don’t listen to your dad’s nonsense. He, as he gets older, just talks nonsense,” Wei Jia explained while holding An Qi.

Jian Yihui sat opposite Jian Yi, next to Jian Wencheng, holding her little tail in her arms, “Yeah, Yi’an, the past is over, didn’t take it to heart.” Then, she also glared at her father. The emotional intelligence was low enough.

“It doesn’t matter, I used to be ignorant,” Jian Yi said sensibly. She hugged Su Enran and told everyone, “I solemnly introduce to everyone, these are Su Anran and An Ran. This is your grandfather, this is your aunt, this is your little cousin.”

After some introductions, the family was happy. Jian Yi also let go of her guard, they really had no doubts.

However, in the kitchen, Wei Jia pulled Jian Wencheng in and looked at Jian Yi, “Old man, don’t you really think Yi’an is…weird?”

Jian Wencheng didn’t know what was wrong, “What’s the matter with you? Once you stand by her side, and then doubt her again. Do you still doubt that she is not our daughter?”

Su Zixuan passed by the kitchen and heard a faint voice inside, so he approached calmly. With his always sensitive ears, he heard Wei Jia’s words, and his heart moved slightly, as if to confirm his own thoughts. He had to go to that welfare home.

He took An Qi’s milk bottle and walked into the kitchen. His footsteps were slow and the voices inside became clearer. He heard Wei Jia say, “I have observed, the small birthmark behind her ear is still there. Could it be that our daughter has a demon inside her body?”

“Hey! What nonsense are you talking about? You have studied for many years, don’t always think that about these…” Jian Wencheng turned around and was startled by the sudden appearance of Su Zixuan.

Wei Jia was also taken aback. If he hadn’t come to explain to her with all the evidence about the incident, she wouldn’t care if he was sincere.

“Zixuan, why don’t you make a sound when you walk?” Wei Jia said in a frightened way, clutching her chest.

Su Zixuan raised the bottle in his hand and said embarrassedly, “I’m here to make some milk powder for An Qi, I didn’t expect to scare you.”

Jian Yi didn’t know what happened. She was chatting with Jian Yihui about parenting, and the more they chatted, the more speculative they became.

And Su Zixuan had been observing Wei Jia and Jian Wencheng’s expressions when they looked at Jian Yi. Sure enough, Wei Jia sometimes looked at Yi’an with a strange look, which made Su Zixuan’s heart even more complicated. Especially when he tentatively asked if Yi’an could draw.

Wei Jia said, “The child has always been impatient. When she was a child, she liked it so we sent her to an art teacher, but after three days of fishing and two days of drying nets, she would lose her hair.” (not to persevere in doing sth)

Su Zixuan smiled slightly as if nothing had happened. He originally wanted to continue to test, but he seemed to have found his own answer.

When she got home, Jian Yi felt relieved for a while. She thought it would be difficult, but she didn’t expect everyone to be so nice. She looked at the moonlight outside the car window and sighed, “It’s great.”

She turned her head and asked, “An Ran, do you like going to grandma’s house?”

Su Enran got a different feeling than in the Su family. It was very warm there. Everyone was very warm, not like his grandma. Although he knew she loved him, she always looked cold no matter what she did. That was not the case there. 

“I like it!”

I like it very much.

“I like it too.” If only they were her parents. Jian Yi smiled desolately and looked at Su Zixuan, “What do you have in mind?”

“No, it’s just that some clients were too troublesome, so I’m a little troubled,” Su Zixuan replied, looking at her like he didn’t know whether he should continue to explore the answer. No matter who she was, she was the one he loved.

But……

Jian Yi patted him on the shoulder and said, “It’s hard work,” as if the previous quarrel had never happened.

“Yeah.” Su Zixuan nodded and poked the tip of her nose, “Aren’t you angry anymore?”

“I…” Jian Yi lowered her head shyly. Yes, she was still angry and said she was going to get a divorce, so she turned her head a little embarrassedly.

Seeing her shy appearance, Su Zixuan laughed in a low voice, with a charming voice, but…if it was what she said, he was really curious about who she was.