Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!-Chapter 701: Hold Your Son Yourself!
She lifted her wrist in front of Ji Wei. "This jade bracelet, does it look familiar to you?"
Ji Wei’s eyes widened gradually, staring at her in shock.
"If I’m not wrong, your mother also has a jade bracelet just like this one. They were originally a pair, left by my grandmother to her two daughters."
Zhao Wanqing’s words dropped like a thunderbolt, leaving Ji Wei standing there dumbfounded, unable to process for a long while.
She would never in a million years have guessed that she and Zhao Wanqing were related like this!
Thinking back carefully, she did remember seeing a jade bracelet like this on her mother’s wrist when she was younger...
So... Zhao Wanqing was her cousin?
Zhao Wanqing took in Ji Wei’s reaction, pulled her hand back, and smiled faintly. "Now, you shouldn’t be doubting my intentions anymore, right?"
Still in shock, Ji Wei suddenly felt her hand loosen, and An An was passed into Zhao Wanqing’s arms.
"Wait here, I’ll take An An to see Mr. Gu."
Before Ji Wei could say a word, Zhao Wanqing strode off toward the VIP lounge.
From a young age, An An was never shy with strangers. Held in Zhao Wanqing’s arms, he continued to gaze around with bright, curious eyes, not crying at all.
The sound of approaching high heels echoed in the air, and soon, a figure stopped in front of him. Gu Moqian guessed that it was Zhao Wanqing, but he had no intention of paying her any attention, his slender fingers tapping rhythmically on the keyboard.
However, the sudden babbling of a baby disrupted his actions, making his fingers freeze. His eyes snapped up swiftly.
What he saw was Zhao Wanqing holding a baby in her arms, looking at him with a smile that was both mocking and enigmatic.
Gu Moqian stood up with a cold expression, his deep, jet-black eyes unreadable as he demanded frostily, "Whose child?"
Zhao Wanqing blinked calmly, a smile enshrouding her face as she pushed An An toward the man, her tone delicate and unhurried. "Take a good look at who he resembles."
A possibility darted across Gu Moqian’s mind, his face tight, his gaze darkening further.
"Take him away," he said flatly.
"An An, call Daddy."
Zhao Wanqing, instead of moving the baby away, held him upright in her arms and pointed to Gu Moqian, coaxing him softly.
An An babbled incomprehensibly, his clear, oversized eyes fixated on Gu Moqian for a while, seemingly trying to confirm the man’s identity.
Suddenly, An An’s chubby little hands stretched out determinedly, as if he wanted Gu Moqian to hold him.
Gu Moqian: "..."
The little one’s face was exquisitely sculpted, with round, rosy cheeks and large, bright eyes framed by long, curling lashes.
Though he was only six or seven months old, he already had a full head of thick, black hair. His features unmistakably resembled Gu Moqian’s, yet carried the softer traits of Ji Wei.
The icy mask on Gu Moqian’s face began to crack as he watched An An’s outstretched arms.
Something soft and fragile crashed into his heart, catching him off guard and melting his defenses, leaving his rigid resolve in tatters.
Father and son locked gazes, big eyes meeting smaller ones.
An An let out a sudden coo, his little face scrunching up in confusion.
Why was it that he’d already stretched out his hands, but Daddy still wasn’t holding him?
Zhao Wanqing deciphered An An’s unspoken question, raising her hand decisively and shoving the little one into Gu Moqian’s arms. "He’s your son; hold him yourself!"
Gu Moqian instinctively caught the child, his stunned look lingering in the depths of his dark eyes. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖
An An had been born for so long, and yet this was the first time Gu Moqian had ever held him.
During Ji Wei’s pregnancy, Gu Moqian had eagerly anticipated the baby’s birth. And now, at this moment, the miraculous bond of blood made it impossible for him to push An An away.
