He kept to his word and since he promised that he would return in the afternoon to cook for her, he did return home in the afternoon as promised. After spending a day with him, she felt that he was obedient and a good man. He seemed to maintain good living standards and treated her rather well.
He Xiyan sighed and looked up at the ceiling numbly. She didnât know what she should do.
A photograph caught her attention and this was a black-and-white photograph and it looked like an obituary photograph. The photograph was hung high up on the wall and its frame was only 20 inches, so she had not noticed it earlier.
The person in the photograph was an elderly man who seemed to be in his sixties.
Was that his father?
He Xiyan blinked doubtfully.
She suddenly remembered that she didnât see any of his family members in this house when she arrived last night. He didnât seem to have any parents or siblings and it seemed like he lived all alone in this house.
Was he an orphan?
He Xiyan thought that it was plausible. She looked at the photograph and realized that Chen Jiahang looked nothing like the elderly man in the photograph. They didnât give off the same aura and they didnât share any similar features, so she found it hard to believe that he was related to the elderly man in the picture.
Where was his family?
She looked at the man who came in from the backyard doubtfully. The man carried a bowl of freshly made chicken soup that he had boiled with the clay pot outside, so it was especially fragrant.
However, she didnât have any appetite at the moment. She walked over, looked at him, and pointed at the photograph on the wall as she asked, âIs he your father? Do you have any other family?â
Chen Jiahang froze for a moment, as though he was surprised by her abrupt question.
Soon, he nodded, took out his pen and notebook and told her about his family, âThat man is my father but he passed away three years ago. I donât have any other family members.â
He Xiyan asked, âWhat about your mother? Havenât you got a mother?â
She followed up with another question and thought that he was very strange.
Chen Jiahang frowned at the mention of a mother. His brows were very black, thick and classically beautiful. He suddenly looked a little more solemn when he frowned.
He thought for a moment before he shook his head and said, âI havenât got a mother because my father did not marry a wife.â
He Xiyan was speechless.
She had to admit that she couldnât understand what he meant and didnât find his words logical at all.
Chen Jiahang smiled happily when he saw that she stopped questioning him and revealed a set of pearly white teeth. He scooped a bowl of chicken soup and handed it to her.
Then he wrote, âAunty Wang said that youâll need to eat more since youâre poor in health. You have to finish all the chicken meat and soup.â
Then, he shoved the pot of chicken in front of her while he ate rice and some pickled vegetables.
He Xiyan couldnât help but smile when she saw how serious and earnest he was.
The more she got to know him, the more he seemed like an adorable child to her.
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One month later, at Ye City.
Unlike the quiet and easy life in the village, this city was extremely busy and the streets were filled with people and cars.
In the afternoon.
A tall and beautiful woman walked up to a towering building. She wore a white lace dress that reached to her knees and complemented her graceful figure. Her slender waist was as close to perfect as it could get but her slightly swollen belly seemed at odds with her slim figure.
She was 12 weeks pregnant.
âMs. Han, you canât come in here,â the security guard at the lift stopped this woman who had come by several times recently.
Mr. Ye had ordered that the guards were to chase her away each time she came.