The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 301 - 298: Child, May I... Hug You?
Gu Fuju’s face showed no emotion; his eyes were deep, but there was a sudden pain in his heart.
It wasn’t that the choice was difficult, but rather Yu Tingwan’s indifference. This child had no hope in her real parents and didn’t believe they would choose her.
Eighteen years, indeed, was too long.
He and Jiasan had been absent from this child’s life for eighteen whole years.
He had never seen the girl babbling or taking her first steps.
Nor had he held her hand to teach her how to use a brush to write.
Even coming back from court in the early morning, he had never taken a detour to buy her a bag of her favorite snacks.
Jiasan had endured the pain of childbirth once for her. Now that she had grown into a young lady, he had not been able to do anything for her.
Gu Fuju’s hand fell powerlessly.
Hurried footsteps came from behind.
"Child."
Jiasan had already learned from Gu Fuju about how much this child had suffered. She also knew what she had been through.
But the more she knew, the more her heart ached.
She wanted to listen, yet was afraid to hear more.
When her pregnancy was first diagnosed, who didn’t say the child would choose a good fate?
She chose herself and Gu Fuju as her parents, but it wasn’t smooth sailing; instead, it was full of obstacles until now.
Not long ago, Jiasan, who was sarcastic and harsh to others, now had her mouth opening and closing, with many words to say, but it turned into a cautious sentence, fearing rejection:
"Can I... hug you?"
Yu Tingwan frowned, looking at Jiasan.
It was somewhat awkward.
Awkward about her face.
But at this moment, she was more lost in thought.
Yu Tingwan remembered her mother always taking her out for a walk in the evening.
Aunt He from next door would always make fun when she saw them.
["Oh, mother and daughter are out to digest food again."]
Aunt He would advise,
["Lady Yu, Yao is not small anymore, why isn’t there any movement in your belly?"]
These words might have mattered to lady Yu if Yu Jingcheng hadn’t come back with a soft, small bundle in his arms.
Lady Yu always remembered the day when the sky outside was dark, the sound of watchman’s clappers was heard outside, and only one lamp was lit inside the room.
Yu Jingcheng, who should have been on an escort mission, came back. He was carrying something bulky in his arms, walking unnaturally as if afraid of dropping something. He walked to the bed and woke her up, his eyes shining brighter than the stars outside.
The man, usually loud, spoke softly, as if afraid of startling something.
He excitedly said,
["Lady Yu, we have a child."]
She was still groggy when Yu Jingcheng placed the baby, finally coaxed to sleep, into her arms.
Lady Yu looked down.
She had seen newborns before; clearly, this baby was much smaller.
Like a preemie.
The face was dirty, with visible tear streaks.
It couldn’t even open its eyes, but when startled awake, it cried like a kitten, weak and hoarse.
Before lady Yu could react, her hand was grasped by the baby’s soft whimpering.
The strength wasn’t much.
But it was like a feather tickling her heart.
Seeing Aunt He mention it, she showed a gentle smile.
["I’m satisfied with Yaoyao, and we, her father and I, will stay by her our whole lives."]
Aunt He knew very well that these two cherished their daughter as if she were their own eyes, so she didn’t mention it again. In the end, it always turned into an endless praise.
["Look at these eyes, she’s bound to be a beauty."]
["Lady Yu, this child, apart from being a bit spoiled, is exactly like you. You, ah, are too soft and too easygoing."]
Yaoyao was always very proud.
She was her mother’s child, naturally like her mother.
But as time passed, Yu Tingwan looked at the unfamiliar woman in front of her.
Feeling inexplicably sad.
This emotion seemed to shatter and drown her composure.
It turned out she was not like her mother in character or appearance.
Despite being raised single-handedly by her mother, taught how to behave, taught how to distinguish right from wrong, the woman who always smiled gently at her every time she did something wrong, how could she not resemble her at all?
She lightly refused, "No."
No matter what happened back then, the tragedy of the Gu couple was not caused by her.
Jiasan couldn’t hide the pain on her face.
Ning Yunling came leisurely at this time.
His not-so-bright mind couldn’t discern the strangeness of the atmosphere at this moment. He looked at Jiasan, who, after being rejected, still eagerly looked at his sister-in-law, trying softly to speak to her.
"Madam Gu."
Ning Yunling prided himself on guessing, "Did you find her similar and want to recognize her as a goddaughter?"
It’s not surprising he said so, as everyone present thought the same.
The two already looked quite similar, and standing together, the visual impact was more noticeable.
Ning Yunling took a serious look and said, "I must say, my sister-in-law looks even more like your biological daughter than Gu Wu does."
"If I hadn’t thought you only had one child, I’d think my sister-in-law was accidentally left out in the world."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a scoffing laugh from Wei Zhao.
Ning Suxuan, seated at the table, looked at the resistant Yu Tingwan and then at the Gu couple, thinking about Wei Zhao’s peculiarity. Suddenly, an absurd idea flashed through her mind.
She slowly put down the teacup in her hand.
She could see the oddity, but others couldn’t.
The Marchioness Ning unexpectedly sat beside her.
"Yu Family indeed has a stroke of luck to have caught Gu’s attention."
"It’s not surprising that Madam Gu is tempted. If a girl looked so much like me, I’d want to recognize her as a goddaughter too."
What’s more, with this relationship, it strengthens the ties between the Grand Tutor Mansion and Duke Shun Mansion, beneficial to both sides.
"The Gu family has few offspring, with only one daughter. Whether it’s a goddaughter or a godson, no one would say anything."
The Marchioness Ning sighed, "I must say, this biological mother from the Yu Family gave birth well."
Ning Suxuan: ...
Whether Gu Wu and Jiasan are biological mother and daughter is questionable, but Ning Yunling must be the one born to the Marquis Ning Mansion.
Mrs. Zhou was so angry her mouth twisted.
Why!
Why didn’t the Imperial Tutor’s Wife recognize her Zhou Yurou as a goddaughter!
Zhou Yurou was also dissatisfied, nearly tearing the handkerchief in her hand apart.
Ning Yunling, however, felt a chill down his spine, and asked in a trembling voice, "Brother, did I say something wrong?"
Wei Zhao replied faintly, "No."
It was spoken well.
That’s good!
Ning Yunling immediately stood straight.
Opened his mouth and continued babbling.
"However, my sister-in-law probably won’t agree."
He turned his head to look at Yu Tingwan.
"Isn’t that right, sister-in-law?"
"Who would want two more elders above them? Not related by blood, it would really be troublesome. And you’d have to honor two more people."
"Gu family has a lot of rules too."
Ning Yunling recalled with lingering fear, "Even the maids in the house all are literate."
Even if Gu Fuju was notoriously strict, Jiasan was almost in tears.
Yet...
He’s just afraid! Wei Zhao, ah.
Ning Yunling: "It’s not that the juniors are impudent, it’s just that the Grand Tutor, you are too strict. You’re strict with students, and even treat Gu Wu the same way. Madam, you previously were not easy to talk to."
"When Mrs. Zhou had a loud voice on the street earlier, my sister-in-law said she was scared. So how about you guys?"
Shen Zhiyi spat out her water.
Did this fool really think Yu Tingwan was a delicate girl!
"If my sister-in-law agreed, she’d be under a lot of pressure in the future."
Ning Yunling felt justified, especially when looking at Gu Wu who was supporting the Empress Dowager from not far away, his voice was very loud, and he pointed, "You already have a daughter, don’t you? Why would you need someone else’s?"
