Chapter 8 – Running away (2)
Even though it was a single’s unit, it still had all the necessary facilities. At the entrance way, there was a stove and exhaust. One could change out of their shoes and also cook there.
Yan Shuyu silently changed into her slippers. The bathroom was to the right of the hallway. She took a look inside as she walked past it. There was a washing machine and a small area to hang the laundry. In fact, there were some articles of clothing hanging on there.
Yan Shuyu was even happier now that she found out that she didn’t have to do her laundry by hand. She smiled subconsciously. Her happy mood lastly all the way until she saw the kiddo sitting on the bed.
Yan Shuyu had always known that the original owner has a son, and she was also aware that he was the one who had done all the bad deeds with “her” and finally faced the tragic ending of a cannon fodder. But, she was never the kind of girl who was very motherly. Before she had seen him in the flesh, she did not have too much feeling for this instant son, nor was she mentally prepared to be a mother. Now that she saw the kid in front of her very own eyes, she was dumbfounded and her smile froze on her.
Truth be told, this kid wasn’t half bad with his big, round eyes, a cute and delicate face, messy hair, and he looked so cute when he was sitting there groggily. She had the sudden urge to run up to him and hold him, kiss him, and lift him up in the air.
Of course, she stopped herself from doing that. She had noticed that the kiddo didn’t look that much like his gorgeous-looking mother, or the dead husband in the original owner’s memory. After careful observation, he looked 60-70% like herself.
Well, that was startling, why was the son born to the original owner looked more like this instant mother who came later instead of his own mother?
If Yan Shuyu didn’t have a clear enough mind, she’d almost thought she might have given birth to him
Yet she must say that looking at the boy who looked somewhat like herself, Yan Shuyu, who didn’t have much maternal instinct almost had some awareness of being a mother. She couldn’t help but sit down on the edge of the bed and rubbed the little kiddo on his head.
“Mom,” said the little kiddo groggily before he dived into her arms.
“Ugh….” Yan Shuyu froze again. She was utterly stunned by the enthusiasm from the little kiddo and didn’t know how to respond, or even what to do with her arms and legs.
A soft little thing in her arms as though she was his entire world was definitely a brand-new experience for Yan Shuyu. She felt directly the meaning behind the word “mom”.
Yan Shuyu really wanted to look up and howl at the sky. She was such a young mother, could it get any worse than that? Yet, when she inadvertently touched his soft, little back, she plunged into deep thoughts.
When she was sorting out the story earlier, she had only paid attention to the storyline of the stepmother and not that of her instant son. Now that she had some awareness of being a mother, she started thinking back at the novel again…
The name of the little thing in her arms was Zhang Yuanjia, nickname Yuanbao. He followed his mother and entered the life of wealth at the age of seven. He looked up so much to his stepfather that he voluntarily changed his name to Zhou Yuanjia and became the well-known First Young Master of the Zhou’s. At one point, his reputation exceeded that of the real Young Master and male lead, Zhou Yi.
Coming to think about it, the male lead never cared much about his stepmother. The one he hated the most was his stepbrother, who fought him over just about anything.