Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online-Chapter 1710 - 1713: Hua Hua’s Origins 3

"Mom, look at you, you’ve had quite a life – two husbands, two children. My dad and I absolutely love you. Chenxing and her dad... well, let’s say you guys truly loved each other too. Come on, stop crying, wake up. From now on, both of us will take good care of you, right, Chenxing?"

He finished speaking, motioning with his lips, his eyes threatening: "Chenxing, quickly say ’yes’!"

"Yeah, my dad and I absolutely love you, too. Mom, don’t cry. Hua Hua and I will both take care of you from now on."

Hua Hua gently pulled some distance away from Wang Fengtong, extending his slender hand to gently wipe her teary eyes. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

He bowed his head and kissed his mother’s eyes.

"Don’t cry, Mom. Look, your son and daughter are so devoted to you. Look at me, then at Chenxing. What more are you dissatisfied with? Why hold onto an old doll every day, trapped in past sorrows? Is an old doll better than your real children?"

Seeing his mother’s tears, his little heart nearly shattered with pain!

"Children, children, my children, my Chenxing, my Chenxing..." Wang Fengtong’s head was muddled, her voice choked and confused: "Huoshan, Huoshan, my child, my child..."

"We’re all here, all of us. Chenxing and I are here. Mom, wake up, or we won’t recognize you anymore! You can just cling to your wooden doll and cry in the bathroom every day." Hua Hua raised his voice, holding Wang Fengtong’s face, kissing her forehead once, then again: "Mom, wake up, wake up quickly. I’m the child you had with Yuan Huoshan, my name is Yuan Chu. Beside me is your daughter with someone else, your darling Chenxing. If you don’t wake up, neither of us will pay attention to you anymore, you hear? Do you hear?"

Wang Fengtong’s blurred, wet eyes stared intently at Hua Hua, listening earnestly to every word, her mouth trembling so much it could barely make a sound: "Not... not... not dead?"

"That’s right, Mom, we’re not dead, I’m with you every day." Chenxing leaned over: "Today I found out that you even gave me a brother. Mom, you’re so lucky, I’m almost envious to death. You gave birth to a nationwide handsome guy, look how handsome Hua Hua is, but I’m also yours, why didn’t I grow up to be very, very, very pretty? Mom, it’s so unfair of you, giving all the good stuff to brother."

"Not dead... not dead...?" Wang Fengtong glanced rapidly between Chenxing and Hua Hua, her voice filled with joy: "Not dead... none of you..."

"We’re all alive and well, feel for yourself." Chenxing grabbed Wang Fengtong’s hand, guiding it to touch her face, then Hua Hua’s: "Mom, do you feel it? We’re not dead, we’re all living well."

Countless images flashed chaotically through Wang Fengtong’s mind, like a scrambled screen.

All sorts of memories kept pouring in.

Huoshan had called, saying he regretted it, regretted drug trafficking, regretted ignoring his own words. He said their child didn’t die in childbirth, wasn’t stillborn. He said he would bring the child over for her to raise, said the child’s name was Yuan Chu. He even sent a photo showing a very, very beautiful girl with two braids.

He said he loved her, said the child was a boy, but he preferred to raise him as a girl. He mentioned that when he braided the child’s hair, it was like seeing her, saying the child was temporarily hers to raise well, and that he would return for the child.

But no matter how she waited, cried until her tears dried, she never saw the Yuan Chu he spoke of.