Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!-Chapter 659: Father and Daughter Reunited

The hospital room became lively because of the little one’s presence.

Old Madam Ji frequently visited the hospital to comfort Ji Wei. To avoid worrying her grandmother, Ji Wei hid her sadness deep down and forced herself to smile.

Qin Sixue and Xia Duoduo were also frequent visitors to the hospital room. With them around, Ji Wei never felt bored. Every time they showed up, they couldn’t help but bicker—whether over who got to hold the baby or who truly deserved the title of the baby’s godmother.

Ji Wei leaned quietly against the headboard, watching the two of them argue and banter with an indifferent expression.

"Little Wei, you be the judge here. Clearly, I’m An An’s rightful godmother!" Xia Duoduo, unable to win the argument with Qin Sixue, turned to Ji Wei for help.

An An was the nickname Ji Wei had given her son, wishing for him to grow up safe, healthy, and sound.

Ji Wei smiled faintly and said in a soft tone, "An An having two godmothers is fine. That way, he’ll have three mothers doting on him."

Three mothers to love him, but no father to care for him...

Xia Duoduo caught the underlying meaning in Ji Wei’s words. Her gaze stilled, and she walked over to hold Ji Wei’s hand. "Little Wei, don’t worry. The love An An gets won’t be any less than other children’s. He’s our precious treasure."

Ji Wei’s smile looked a little forced.

Qin Sixue, holding the baby, fell silent as a trace of sorrow passed through her.

The hospital room suddenly grew quiet.

Sunlight streamed in through the window, warm and bright. Ji Wei gazed at the clear sky outside and said, "Why don’t you take An An downstairs for a walk?"

Xia Duoduo and Qin Sixue took the baby out. Ji Wei’s gaze remained fixed on the window. Her mind involuntarily replayed the scene from a few days ago when she had called Nan Huiru.

When Nan Huiru learned that Ji Wei had given birth, she was delighted. But when Ji Wei asked about Gu Moqian, Nan Huiru fell silent on the phone for a long while before replying with just three words: "I’m sorry."

Even Nan Huiru had lost touch with Gu Moqian. Ji Wei’s heart filled with a cold despair.

Ji Wei withdrew her gaze and slowly closed her eyes.

Although she knew it wasn’t good to cry during postpartum recovery, she couldn’t hold back her tears.

On the day of discharge, just as Ji Wei and Aunt Zhu stepped out of the hospital, Ji Wei caught sight of a familiar figure.

Her steps came to an abrupt halt, and she almost couldn’t believe her eyes.

"Dad..." After what seemed like forever, she finally choked out the word.

Standing before her was none other than Ji Yunli, who had been missing for several months.

Ji Yunli’s appearance hadn’t changed much, though he looked noticeably thinner. He gazed at his daughter and the baby she held, his eyes welling with joyful tears as he rushed over, placing a steadying hand on her shoulder, looking at her again and again.

His daughter looked much more haggard, the once-bright sparkle in her beautiful eyes now gone.

Ji Yunli’s throat tightened, and he couldn’t find the words to speak.

"Dad, is it really you? Dad!" Ji Wei stared at him through blurry tears, laughing and crying at the same time.

Ji Yunli nodded repeatedly, his voice strained as he finally spoke. "My girl, I’m sorry... Dad made you suffer."

Ji Wei broke into a tearful smile, shaking her head hastily. "Dad, don’t blame yourself. Seeing you come back safe is the best thing in the world."

"My good daughter..." Ji Yunli nodded over and over again, unable to stop his own tears from falling.

The long-awaited reunion between father and daughter ended with Ji Wei returning to the Ji Family with Ji Yunli that very day.

Ji Yunli didn’t mention the reasons behind his months-long disappearance, and Ji Wei didn’t bring it up either. The two resumed their relationship as naturally as before.

However, Ji Yunli was so enamored with his little grandson that he refused to set him down, even during meals.

Old Madam Ji teased cheerfully from the side, "When you were little, Yunli was the same way holding you—cradling you all day, not willing to let go, treasuring you like the most precious thing in the world."