Song Jinhe glanced at the time. It was already nine o'clock at night.
"Baby, it's getting late. Go and get ready for bed. Do you have to get up early for school tomorrow?"
Song Jinhe's tone was extremely gentle, and her enchanting peach blossom eyes were filled with a soft smile.
She had naturally bright and beautiful features. With the slightest curve of her lips, her whole person became even more radiant.
On Chi Yunqi's young face, his features were tightly drawn. The more he saw Song Jinhe smiling, the more his body trembled uncontrollably.
What was she up to? Was she planning to make a move while he was asleep?
Moreover, this woman had never cared about his school matters.
When something seems abnormal, there must be something amiss!
Song Jinhe felt ashamed when she thought about it. She still didn't know her son's name.
As for her husband, it didn't really matter. From the current situation, he hardly ever came home once a month. It seemed they didn't have much of an emotional bond.
But her son was her own flesh and blood.
Song Jinhe reached out her hand, intending to touch Chi Yunqi's head. "Baby, how did Mom usually call you?"
Song Jinhe thought she had been gentle enough, but the outstretched hand still made Chi Yunqi flinch.
His small body immediately shrank back.
Song Jinhe's fingers paused for a moment, then slowly landed on his head, gently stroking it.
Chi Yunqi's face turned pale with fright, and his memory was pulled back to the past.
How did she call him?
In Chi Yunqi's memory, Song Jinhe always stood with her hands on her hips, looking at him with hatred and disgust in her eyes.
All she would blurt out was, "You little bastard, come here right now!"
Seeing Chi Yunqi slightly lowering his eyelids, not willing to talk.
Song Jinhe changed her way of asking. "It's okay if you don't want to answer. Then tell Mom what your name is, okay?"
No matter how she thought about it, Song Jinhe felt it was so awkward when she said this.
What kind of mother didn't even know her son's name?
But there was nothing she could do. After all, she was now the 21 - year - old Song Jinhe. She had no memory of the past five years.
She had to figure out these things slowly.
Chi Yunqi finally looked up at her. His big, round eyes lacked the innocence that a child of his age should have.
Instead, there was more coldness.
Chi Yunqi was already used to it. It was normal for her not to know his name.
Because he had never had a place in her heart. To her, he was just a burden.
She only loathed his existence.
She had never even given him a proper look.
After their eyes briefly met, Chi Yunqi calmly uttered two words. "Yunqi."
Song Jinhe smiled and praised him. "Baby Yunqi has such a nice name."
Chi Yunqi tightened his small fists, constantly muttering in his heart, When something seems abnormal, there must be something amiss!
At night, Song Jinhe personally sent little Yunqi to his room.
"Baby, do you need Mom to help you wash up?"
"No, I can do it myself."
"Okay. Mom will take you to school tomorrow morning."
Song Jinhe's eyes were filled with relief. She really wondered what good luck she had to give birth to such a well - behaved baby.
What was really strange was that she didn't know what she had done in the past five years to make these people avoid her like the plague.
When Song Jinhe returned to her room, she immediately nestled on the bed and looked at her phone.
There were so many things she wanted to know, but she didn't dare to casually tell anyone about her current situation.
Song Jinhe let out a deep sigh and then opened WeChat.
Her eyebrows instantly knitted tightly. The two people at the top of her chat list were [Brother Mian] and [Sheng Mo].
Brother Mian? Zhang Shimian?
Song Jinhe was so shocked that she sat up from the bed. In her 21 - year - old memory, Zhang Shimian was just an unremarkable suitor.
Could he be her husband?
As for Sheng Mo, the closest relationship they had was just being classmates who didn't even say hello to each other.
Why were these two people at the top of her WeChat list?
When she opened the chat history with Zhang Shimian, she was so shocked that her mouth almost couldn't close.
Just in the chat history of the past year, she had actually transferred tens of millions to him!
Even more astonishing was that she had apparently had an affair!
Brother Mian: [Hehe, your husband won't be back this afternoon, right? How about meeting at our old - place coffee shop?]
[Don't worry. He hardly ever comes home once a month.]
Brother Mian: [Hehe, I'm a bit short on funds for my investment business recently...]
[It's okay. I still have a lot of money in my card from the living expenses that man gave me. I'll transfer it to you later.]
...
After reading the recent chat history one by one, Song Jinhe felt like she had lost her mind.
Back in middle school, she wouldn't even take a second look at Zhang Shimian.
How could she have turned into his devoted admirer?
The most important thing was that she was a married woman with a child. Was she crazy?
When she flipped through the chat history with Sheng Mo, she also felt confused. The two people who had nothing to do with each other before, why had Sheng Mo now become her best friend?
By the way, where was Sang Ning? Meng Sangning?
Song Jinhe searched through her contact list but couldn't find Meng Sangning's WeChat friend.
Based on her 19 - year - old memory, she called her, but none of the calls went through.
She had blocked her.
What had happened in the past five years that even her former best friend had turned against her?
The floor lamp beside the bed emitted a warm yellow light, making her peach blossom eyes look like pools of water.
There were too many shocking things. Later, Song Jinhe didn't know how she fell asleep.
"Dad..."
Half - asleep, Chi Yunqi saw Chi Yan's figure. The man was tall and slender, sitting beside his bed.
He was wearing a high - end, custom - made, extremely expensive pure black suit. There was a faint smell of alcohol on him, as if he had just come from a business dinner.
The man had deep, set - off features. His long, narrow phoenix eyes were filled with a hint of worry. "What happened?"
Chi Yan's voice was deep, cold, and magnetic. His sharp eyes still showed a touch of tiredness.
When Chi Yunqi called him at night, Chi Yan was at a dinner and didn't answer.
After seeing the missed call, he immediately rushed home.
Chi Yunqi was still groggy just after waking up. Before he could answer his question, the man continued.
"Are you hurt anywhere?"
The man was already used to all the embarrassment and brokenness in this family.
There was a deep sense of helplessness in Chi Yan's tone. He was about to pull Chi Yunqi out of the quilt to check his injuries.
Most of his arms and body were covered with the blue and purple marks left by Song Jinhe before.
But after checking, Chi Yan found that this time, there were no new injuries on his body.
Chi Yunqi quickly grabbed Chi Yan's arm, shaking his head. His voice sounded even more childish.
"No, Dad. She didn't hit me."
"She seems to be different from before..."
Chi Yunqi wanted to say that she had become gentle, that she would let him call her Mom, let him sit at the table for dinner, and even promised to take him to school tomorrow morning.
But he didn't have a chance to say these words.