Chapter 857: Deep Mother-Son Affection

"Why are you such an unreasonable child? If you know where he is, say it quickly. Do you know that the adults are all going crazy looking for him?"

"I know."

Shi Ran was very calm, asking her mother unhurriedly: "If I tell you, you will definitely notify his uncle and aunt, right?"

Shi Youxuan: "Of course, but I will urge them not to put any more pressure on Qi Heng."

"The pressure isn't coming from them; the reality itself is the pressure. Do you have a way to resolve that?"

Shi Youxuan:...

She was speechless.

There was no way to resolve it.

Shi Ran: "You see, you adults keep saying it's for the child's own good, but you have never stood in the child's perspective to consider the problem."

"Aunt isn't worried that Qi Heng was kidnapped by bad people, so you just need to tell her he wasn't."

"A Heng doesn't want to go back right now. He doesn't know how to face his parents if he returns, and he wants his biological mother even less. To him, Aunt is his only mother, and he doesn't want his parents to divorce."

"Fine, I can relay all of this, or you can say it yourself. Now tell me, where is he?"

Shi Ran placed her index finger on her lips in a shushing gesture and smiled: "You aren't allowed to ask anymore, okay? If you ask again, I'll take Sheng Zichen and run away from home too, do you believe me?"

"You dare?" Shi Youxuan was so angry her eyebrows were about to stand up.

Was this a rebellion?

"You had better not try it. You know that children are very curious and like to imitate. If we two are forced by you to run away from home, a friendly reminder: no one will report our safety to you."

Shi Youxuan was about to be angered to death, but she still didn't dare to try!

Her daughter did what she said, and these fine qualities being used against her were enough to make one depressed.

Shi Youxuan pressed the record button on the video call.

"Meiqi, if I tell you that A Heng is currently hiding in a place where no one can find him, with plenty to eat and drink, and just wants to be alone for a while, will you be at ease?"

"Where is he? Xuanxuan, tell me where A Heng is! I want to go find him. I have to see my son with my own eyes to be at ease. I beg you, I beg you."

"I can't. He hasn't figured out how to face you yet, or how to face his relatives and everyone else."

"So I can't tell you the address, but A Heng is afraid you'll worry, so he had Shi Ran relay through me that you don't need to look for him, and even less need to worry. Once he thinks it through himself, he will naturally come home."

"Okay, I won't look, I won't look..."

Although she said she wouldn't look, she was pacing back and forth in a panic.

Lady Qi cried and laughed by turns. She didn't blame her son; she only blamed herself. Why wasn't such a good child born to her?

Shi Youxuan sent the video to her daughter.

Shi Ran then forwarded it to Qi Heng's phone.

The two had a secret way of contacting each other that neither side's parents knew about.

"The Eldest Young Master is back."

"The young master is back."

The servant's voice was distorted with excitement.

Lady Qi was lying on a chaise longue, listless. She hadn't eaten for three days.

She didn't even care about the daughter she had given birth to; her whole heart was set on her son.

"A Heng is back? Where is he?"

She didn't see her son, and she was disappointed once again.

Lying back down, Lady Qi stared at the ceiling with dull eyes: "Tricking me, you're all tricking me again, or else I'm hallucinating. A Heng, where are you? If anything happens to you, I won't go on living..."

"Mom, please eat something." Qi Heng appeared before his mother, holding a bowl of warm meat porridge in his hands.

"A, A Heng!"

Hearing her son's voice, she sat up abruptly. Her son was standing right before her eyes, but now she didn't dare to believe it was real.

"Is it you? A Heng, is it you?"

Lady Qi reached out her hand and tremblingly stroked Qi Heng's face.

It felt delicate, real, and warm.

But the familiar little face had thinned out. Her once robust son was so thin that his clothes didn't fit anymore. He must have suffered a lot outside this past week.

"Son, where did you go? Where did you go? Do you know I was worried to death? You naughty child, can't you let me worry less? Boo-hoo-hoo..."

She realized it wasn't a dream, that all of this was real, and she suddenly broke down.

The porridge bowl fell to the ground, and Lady Qi hugged her son tightly and sobbed.

She cried until she was out of breath, saying between sobs: "Where did you go, where did you go? Do you not want Mom anymore? How can you be so heartless? If you had an accident, I wouldn't go on living either, boo-hoo-hoo..."

Qi Heng hugged his mother tightly, his face streaming with tears: "Mom, I was wrong. I will never leave again. I thought you didn't want me anymore..."

"Nonsense, you are my son, you will always be my son. Mom will never be separated from you. Only you could not want me; Mom will never not want you."

"I only have one mother, and I only recognize you as my mother. Mom, please don't not want me..." The mother and son hugged and cried, clearing up their past grievances, and their bond became even better than before.

Sheng Family.

"Waaaaah—"

"Waaaaah—"

One of the twins started crying, and the other followed immediately.

The brothers were just like they had Telepathy, coordinating with special tacit understanding.

"Mom, can you make the younger brothers be quieter? I'm programming." Shi Ran was dissatisfied.

Shi Youxuan shouted: "Close your room door tightly."

"I don't like closing the door."

The weather outside is perfect right now, and Shi Ran likes to keep the windows and doors open; the breeze blowing through feels very comfortable on her face.

But with the doors open, the crying of the twins affects her.

"If you don't like it, then endure it." Shi Youxuan does not indulge bad habits.

Although she does not favor boys over girls, she also will not spoil her daughter.

Sheng Zichen also joined in the fun: "Mom, can you make the little brothers cry a little less? I'm doing my homework."

Shi Youxuan handed the child in her arms to the nanny and walked to Sheng Zichen's room in a few steps: "Where is your homework? Take it out and let me see."

He lay on the desk, blocking the workbook so she couldn't see it: "Mom, go take care of the little brothers; you don't need to worry about me."

"Take it out and let me see." Shi Youxuan insisted.

In the end, he couldn't block her, and the workbook was snatched away by his mother.

Shi Youxuan pointed at the handwriting that looked like chicken scratch: "Sheng Zichen, you write like this and you're still afraid of being affected? Is there any room left for you to get worse?"

Although he felt guilty, he couldn't admit defeat verbally and still argued his case: "I was affected by my little brothers; if they weren't crying, I could write better."

"Is that so? Do you want me to take out your previous homework and compare them?"

"No need, no need, Mom, I was wrong."

"Tear this page out and rewrite it; write it carefully, stroke by stroke. If you don't write it well, I'll punish you by not letting you enter the kitchen for a week."

Sheng Zichen's features were almost scrunched together; begging for mercy was useless. Who told him to be a busybody and follow the trend?

If he hadn't followed the trend, none of this would have happened.

Shi Youxuan brought the two older ones to heel in just a few sentences, but the two younger ones were not so easy to deal with.

The brothers cried endlessly.

Their voices were loud, rising and falling one after another.

It was like a competition to see who could cry louder; mainly, they were hungry.

Shi Youxuan's breast milk has never been quite enough; it was fine to feed one before, but now it is not enough to feed two.

When the children are hungry, their only way of expressing it is to cry.

And these two children are picky; they are not like the two older ones who would drink formula when breast milk wasn't enough.

The two of them won't drink formula; they only drink breast milk.