Chapter 1162: A Difficult Choice

Linger, Xiao Bao is our daughter.

Unknowingly, the words tumbled out of his mouth.

Feng Jiuxiao was troubled. Linger stiffened in his arms, probably in shock.

Linger was indeed surprised because she had always thought that before she met Ziqing, they had not interacted with each other. Suddenly having a daughter who was already an adult was something she had trouble processing. Things were not as simple as they seemed.

A quick calculation was all she needed to gain a rough idea of when she could have had a child with Zinqing.

She raised her exquisite face. From her angle, she could only see the mans perfect jawline. Feng Jiuxiao looked at her.

Is this the reason for your excitement all afternoon?

Feng Jiuxiao nodded. Mm.

Linger peered up at Feng Jiuxiao, abruptly looping her arms around his neck and foisting her weight on him.

The sudden action startled Feng Jiuxiao, but he reacted quickly and caught her. You shouldnt cling to me like that. You might hurt the baby, he huffed nervously.

Lingers expression was originally rather serious, and she wanted to ask Feng Jiuxiao a few questions. However, when she heard his anxious admonishment, she could not help but laugh, The baby isnt even a month old; its the size of a tadpole! How could this little bit of pressure hurt it?

Feng Jiuxiao was still extremely nervous. No matter how small it is, if you press it like this, what if

Even if I put some pressure on my abdomen, it wouldnt hurt the baby. Doesnt a layer of amniotic fluid protect babies? As long as Im not reckless, there isnt anything you need to worry about, Linger interrupted, putting a lid on the rest of his thoughts.

In the past two days, she had gotten people to buy some books about pregnancy. She had also undergone prenatal education, so she was not completely ignorant.

Although Linger spoke logically with sound reasoning, he still could not shake his concerns. It was his first time dealing with pregnancy, so he was exceptionally nervous.

Then you have to be careful.

Linger replied gently: I know.

Feng Jiuxiao stared at the person on top of him. This posture inevitably made him a little distracted. What do you want to do when you sit on it? He asked softly.

Linger hugged Feng Jiuxiao by his neck, refusing to let go. The distance between the tip of their noses was less than two centimetres. They were so close their breaths intertwined and became one, each inseparable from the other.

She said softly: I want to ask you a few questions. You have to answer me honestly.

How could Feng Jiuxiao resist Linger in their present state? His breaths grew heavier, and a low moan escaped his lips.

Ask.

Linger regarded Feng Jiuxiao unblinkingly for quite a while before she asked: Youve known Xiao Bao was my daughter for a while now, havent you? I remember that girl standing by the door.

Feng Jiuxiao turned around: Mm.

Pleased with his straightforward answer, Linger continued, Why didnt you tell me? Why didnt you tell me Xiao Jiu was my grandson when you brought him over to relieve my boredom. Please give me an answer.

It was a question within the bounds of his expectations. Feng Jiuxiao knew that Linger would have many questions for him. She was an intelligent woman, and he was not surprised that she would connect the dots.

I never said anything because you didnt, and still dont, remember the past.

Then why do you want me to know now? Linger asked.

Our daughter is the crystallisation of our love; she shouldnt be ignored, Feng Jiuxiao answered easily.

When Linger heard this, she did not show any surprise on her face. Qin Shu was their daughter, proof of the love she and Ziqing shared. Ziqing was not one to wear his emotions on his sleeve, more so in a public setting. If nothing else, she did not doubt the emotional display she had borne witness to that afternoon.

She sighed, resting her head on Feng Jiuxiaos shoulder. Youve hidden a lot of things from me Linger murmured, her words worn and drawn out.

Linger, Feng Jiuxiao called out uneasily.

I lost my memories while I was with you. I dont remember you mentioning our past, except that we were a couple and shared a loving relations.h.i.+p. We lived in seclusion on Mount Qi for years Those were some of the most peaceful and pleasant memories I still retain. Yet, in all that time, not once did you say anything about our daughter or anything related to her, Linger spoke softly, but her words carried the weight of a mountain and the icy chill of its lofty heights.

Feng Jiuxiaos arms tightened around her. If he had not let it slip that Qin Shu was their daughter, Linger would not be mired by these doubts. She would not have had the impetus or reason to question and doubt. Would she still lean into his arms as calmly as now if she learned the whole truth?

Linger was conscious of the growing silence and the tightening grip around her. Theres also Deputy Jin. Ive never met him, yet he treats me warmly, like an old friend. It makes me wonder if I have stayed in Feng Yi before her voice trailed off into the growing stillness.

She subconsciously stroked her flat belly. She never knew she had a daughter or what was it like being pregnant with her. In a sense, this was her first pregnancy.

We have a second child now. Im looking forward to the babys arrival. I dont know if it will be a boy or a girl, her voice softened a little.

Feng Jiuxiao also lowered his eyes to look at his wifes belly. He placed his big hand over hers and said, Whether its a baby boy or a baby girl, Ill love them regardless.

I hope itll be a boy since we already have a daughter. Having a son and daughter would be the best, Linger said.

As she spoke, her voice tapered. It was obvious that she was sleepy.

Feng Jiuxiao lifted Linger easily. She had always been on the thin side, though not in a disproportionate way, so carrying her was not hard.

Without their tense conversation, the atmosphere regained its calm.

He looked at the time. It was already past one in the morning. No wonder Linger was so tired.

Listening to her breathing gradually even out, he asked, Linger, do you want to recover your memories?

Linger, who was on the verge of sleep, subconsciously replied. I do.

It sounded like she was talking in her sleep.

He would not have heard her reply if he had not been paying attention. In this instance, Feng Jiuxiao heard her loud and clear.

Even if he wanted to pretend that he had not heard it, he could not.

He leaned against the headboard, allowing Linger to sleep on top of him; his eyes never left his wifes sleeping form, not even for a second.

He stayed like this till five in the morning. Linger was like a koala on top of him, hugging and refusing to let go of him. It was amazing how soundly she slept. Occasionally, she would roll to one side and then back again.

Feng Jiuxiaos thick eyelashes fluttered twice, and he turned his head to look at the clock on the bedside table. It was almost time for him to get up.

He eyed the person in his arms. Linger was still sound asleep. Quietly, he reached out and placed his hand over her forehead.

An hour later

He slowly laid Linger flat on the bed, doing his best not to wake her, before going to the bathroom to wash up.

A few minutes later, he stepped out of the bathroom and into the large cloakroom, changing into a set of formal clothes; most of them were pale white, the colour of the moon.

He was not going to work. Instead, he went to the kitchen. He wanted to prepare breakfast for Linger.

How would she react when she awoke? He wanted to know. No. He needed to know.

By the time he was dressed and ready for the day ahead, it was already six in the morning, and the eastern skies lit up with the first rays of dawn.

He had thought and rethought his decision all night, and he did not know what consequences would arise from his act of restoring Lingers memories. Whether or not he would regret it was a question he would face, come h.e.l.l or high water.