Becoming the Villain's Discarded Wife
Chapter 367: Person in Dreams

Chapter 367: Chapter 367: Person in Dreams

The smile on Shen Wenchen’s face suddenly froze, leaving him somewhat at a loss.

Fearing that she might be unhappy, he cautiously asked her.

"Nannan, don’t you like it?"

Seeing his sudden change of expression, Nanzhi felt a tightening in her heart, followed by an overwhelming sweetness.

"I like it, it’s really beautiful. It’s just a bit heavy."

"As long as you like it." Shen Wenchen sighed in relief, a smile once again spreading across his face.

"So, how are you going to reward me?"

Nanzhi found Shen Wenchen’s expectant look amusing.

"What kind of reward do you want?"

Shen Wenchen’s peach blossom eyes narrowed into slits. Just as he was about to say that he wanted a kiss from Nanzhi, he heard the baby cry from the bed.

As soon as Nanzhi heard Yuanbao crying, she quickly broke free from Shen Wenchen’s embrace and sat next to the bed.

"Mommy—"

Little Yuanbao’s eyes were tightly closed, his small hands reaching out as if trying to grasp something.

"Good boy Yuanbao, Mommy is here."

Nanzhi gently patted Little Yuanbao’s back, and only then did the baby’s furrowed brow slowly relax.

By the time Yuanbao was settled, Shen Wenchen was already sitting by the window, sulking.

He found the baby annoying.

"What’s wrong?" Nanzhi found the sight of this tall, strapping man in her little chair amusing, and smiling, she approached him and asked.

"The baby is really bothersome." Annoyance with Yuanbao was written all over Shen Wenchen’s face.

"Why would you bear grudges against a baby?" Nanzhi couldn’t help but laugh, and she squeezed the soft flesh of his waist playfully.

Shen Wenchen turned his head and looked at the small hand messing with his waist, and with a swift movement, he had it confined in his grip.

"I don’t hold grudges against her."

The man was being mischievous, but it only made Nanzhi’s heart flutter with joy. She tiptoed and placed a gentle kiss on his face, then blushed and whispered, "Are you happy now?"

"Yes."

Satisfaction shone from Shen Wenchen’s eyes as he held Nanzhi tightly.

"In just over half a month, I’ll be able to marry you."

"Hmm."

The pair clung tightly to each other, as if trying to melt into each other’s very bones and blood.

Little Yuanbao slept soundly in bed.

The dream was set in Qing Fenghan.

It must have been a snowy day.

Yuanbao could only see the little baby cradled in her own father’s arms, with a person in a red dress beside him.

Yuanbao was curious and wanted to go closer to see, but found that she couldn’t move a single bit.

The father in the dream was younger than he is now.

They were very far away, but Yuanbao could clearly see his expression.

There was not much expression on Chi Sheng’s face, but his phoenix eyes were full of loss.

Yuanbao saw her father shedding tears, those hot tears falling onto the baby in his arms, making her reach out to wipe them, but just then, that person turned around.

Yuanbao paused, for she had never fully seen that person’s face in her dreams in the past three years.

But now that blinding white light seemed to have been gently pulled away, revealing a glimpse of that person’s brows and eyes.

Staring at that person’s eyes, Yuanbao stood still.

This was her first time.

The first time she saw her mother.

Her mother was dressed in a bright red dress, her hair wasn’t flowing down, but was tied up high like a man’s.

Her mother was very beautiful.

Even more beautiful than all the women she had ever seen.

Yuanbao thought she would call out for her mother loudly and then burst into tears, throwing herself into her mother’s arms.

But she didn’t, she only stood quietly there.

Watching her father shed tears, watching her infant self, waving her little hands and babbling incoherent baby talk, and watching her mother turn away and leave.

Never to look back again.

Nanzhi gazed at Yuanbao, who had been stunned since she woke up this morning, and a touch of worry crept into her heart.

Her younger brother had mentioned when he returned last night, that there was a faint smell of blood in the yard, could something have happened that scared Yuanbao?

"Yuanbao? What’s wrong with you?" Nanzhi reached out and touched the child’s forehead. Not feeling any fever, she asked with concern.

"Mother, I’m fine." Little Yuanbao shook her head blankly, then suddenly bounced off the chair and threw herself into Nanzhi’s arms.

"Mother, you won’t leave me, will you?"

Little Yuanbao’s voice was muffled, revealing a hint of worry.

Nanzhi did not immediately respond.

From the very beginning, when she was kidnapped by Qing Fenghan and met Yuanbao, she did not feel much.

At most, she found the little girl, with her chubby and fair cheeks, quite adorable.

Even when Yuanbao later insisted that Nanzhi should be her mother, Nanzhi was not particularly delighted.

It happened later.

The night when Yuanbao hid in the carriage and went down the mountain with them.

The little girl wanted to sleep next to her, but she was too shy to move closer. That’s when Nanzhi’s heart began to falter.

There were so many pitiful people in the world, even she was one of them.

That night, the little girl clung tightly to her arm and called out to her softly, "Mother."

She thought, perhaps after reaching Yan City, she would go visit her daughter again.

Later, she died, and then miraculously came back to life.

After carrying a baby for ten months and giving birth, she brought Zhiyu into the world.

At that moment, she became a mother. Not merely in name, but in the true sense of having given birth to a child.

When she saw Yuanbao again, she was astonished that the little girl could recognize her at first glance.

Over the next few days, Yuanbao would always affectionately call her "mother". Her eyes at that time shone like a galaxy.

"Mother will never leave you,"

Nanzhi met Yuanbao’s gaze with firm assurance.

Seeing Nanzhi saying this, Xiaomi looked at Shen Zhiyu with some worries.

However, the latter was focused on peeling an egg shell and showed no signs of jealousy.

Little Yuanbao didn’t ask further questions, she just clung to Nanzhi and buried her head into her embrace.

The weather was hot and Nanzhi was just wearing a thin muslin dress. She could feel the warmth in her arms and became stiff.

Yuanbao started to cry.

The little girl was not willing to let go. Nanzhi had to stand up from the table, holding the crying Little Yuanbao, and took her to the backyard to wash her face.

"I’m sorry, Mother." Little Yuanbao looked remorsefully at the tear stains on Nanzhi’s clothes.

"It’s okay, Yuanbao. Tell me, what’s wrong?"

Nanzhi asked with concern.

The little girl pursed her lips and whispered, "I dreamed of my mother. It was the first time I clearly saw her face."

Nanzhi blinked, somewhat puzzled.

The story didn’t say who Yuanbao’s mother was.

"Mother, I have her eyes." Yuanbao pointed to her eyes while tugging Nanzhi’s sleeve.

Her eyes were still a little red. Nanzhi took a handkerchief to wipe her eyes.

"That proves that she’s also thinking of you." Nanzhi carefully wiped her face and said gently.

"But why did she leave?"

Little Yuanbao lowered her head and asked in a small voice.

"Why did she leave me and my father?"

"Yuanbao, perhaps your mother had her difficulties. We don’t know now, but in the future, you can ask her yourself. Let’s not cry anymore, okay?"

Nanzhi coaxed the little girl, but couldn’t deny the pang in her own heart.

Yuanbao was now over five years old but she had only seen her mother in dreams.

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