Chapter 91: Uncle Chu Likes You Too

This was the first time Chu Li had looked at Wen Ping'an so carefully.

He looked a lot like Qin Xingwan; because of his illness, his frame was very thin and small, and his skin was very pale.

He looked like a pitiful little kitten.

He touched the child's head and softened his tone: "You're welcome."

It was polite, but his attitude could not be called gentle.

He did not particularly like this child.

Besides, after the surgery, there would likely not be much interaction.

No one expected Wen Ping'an to suddenly throw himself into Chu Li's arms, his small arms hanging around his neck and his legs wrapped around his waist.

Qin Xingwan was stunned.

Chu Li froze.

Wen Ping'an wailed, "Uncle, catch me quickly, I have no strength left."

His body began to slide downward.

By the time Chu Li reacted, his palms were already supporting Wen Ping'an's small body.

This was his first time coming into contact with such a frail child; his whole body was stiff, and he did not know whether to tighten his grip or let go.

Wen Ping'an steadied himself, planted a kiss on Chu Li's face, and announced loudly: "I like this uncle."

A smile flickered in Qin Xingwan's eyes: "Call him Uncle Chu."

"Uncle Chu," Wen Ping'an called out very affectionately.

Chu Li felt a bit awkward, but his body relaxed, and he gave a faint "Mm."

Qin Xingwan took the child over, placed him on the bed, and pinched his little cheek: "Uncle Chu likes you too."

Chu Li's pitch-black eyes drifted toward Qin Xingwan.

He certainly did not like this little brat.

But the tenderness on Qin Xingwan's face and the love in her eyes were like a beam of light, piercing into the deepest part of his heart.

The rebuttal on the tip of his tongue was swallowed back, and he did not even realize a smile had appeared on his lips.

"Mommy, when Ping'an is better, will you and Ping'an go home together?" Wen Ping'an tugged at Qin Xingwan's clothes, refusing to let go, "Ping'an wants to be with Mommy and Daddy."

Qin Xingwan did not think too much about it; she went along with the child's words to soothe Ping'an: "When you are better, Mommy will go home with you."

The smile at the corner of Chu Li's mouth vanished instantly.

He pulled Qin Xingwan by the shoulder, his eyes full of dissatisfaction: "Whose home are you going back to?"

Qin Xingwan felt helpless; she whispered in explanation: "It's just to put his mind at ease."

Wen Ping'an did not notice that the Uncle Chu he liked had a sour expression; he acted like a spoiled child, hoping Mommy would agree to him.

He hoped to be like other children, able to be with Mommy and Daddy.

Qin Xingwan remembered Wen Lvzhong's memory loss and asked offhandedly: "How did you know I was Mommy?"

Wen Lvzhong had lost his memory, so logically, he would not have mentioned Wen Ping'an's biological mother.

"It was a photo, I saw it at Great-Grandma's place," Wen Ping'an tilted his small face, begging for praise, "A photo of Mommy and another pretty auntie..."

"No, that's not right, Great-Grandma said I should call her Grandma."

Qin Xingwan was slightly dazed. A photo with another pretty auntie?

In her memory, they had very few photos.

Another pretty auntie... did he mean Master?

Master was indeed surnamed Wen...

Could it be the Wen Family?

Her thoughts drifted far away.

Chu Li saw her dazed expression and assumed she was thinking about going home with Wen Ping'an; his expression turned unpleasant, and he pinched her palm with moderate force.

Qin Xingwan came back to her senses, gave an apologetic smile, and comforted Wen Ping'an with a few words.

At this moment, Wen Lvzhong arrived.

He glanced at Chu Li, nodded as a greeting, and then looked at Qin Xingwan: "Xingwan."

Qin Xingwan gave an "Mm."

Wen Ping'an was happy, holding Daddy with one hand and Mommy with the other.

Chu Li stood there expressionless, looking like an outsider.

Qin Xingwan was constantly paying attention to Chu Li; although no emotion could be seen on his face, she had an intuition that he was unhappy.

She touched Wen Ping'an's little face: "Ping'an, Mommy will come to see you again tomorrow."

Wen Ping'an was reluctant to let go, pouting unhappily.

Wen Lvzhong held him to coax him.

Qin Xingwan took the opportunity to pull Chu Li outside.

In the hallway, she asked him: "Are you angry?"

Chu Li was a bit jealous, but he was stubborn: "Why would I be angry at a child? But since the paternity test is out, you should still have him change how he addresses you to 'Auntie'."

She wasn't his real mother, so why call her Mommy?

He wrapped his arm around Qin Xingwan's shoulder, pressing intimately against her ear: "In the future, we will have children too, and they will hold onto Daddy and Mommy just like that."

At this very moment, he especially wanted children.

A child of his and Qin Xingwan's.

It would surely be a healthy and beautiful little one.

Actually, if one thought about it, if not for that accident, their child would already be able to throw punches in its mother's womb by now.

Chu Li felt regret in his heart.

Qin Xingwan was unwilling to bring up the matter of having children.

She changed the subject: "Are you going to the company or going home?"

Chu Li glanced at the time, "Accompany me to the company."

Qin Xingwan shook her head, "I'm not going, I still have to go home to take my medicine."

She kept this matter in mind at all times.

Chu Li felt a lump in his heart; she remembered taking her medicine every single moment, truly wanting to regulate her body.

But the child was something he had forced, and Qin Xingwan only wanted to save Wen Ping'an.

"What's wrong?" Qin Xingwan asked when she saw he wasn't speaking.

Chu Li came back to his senses, "It's nothing, I'll have the driver take you back."

Even if it was forced, she still had to stay by his side.

Qin Xingwan returned to Beicheng Villa, took her medicine, and looked up information about leukemia surgery online.

She wanted to have a clear idea in her mind.

But after searching back and forth, the information online was varied and inconsistent; some even said that surgery could not solve the fundamental problem and that it would recur in the future.

Qin Xingwan's heart felt heavy.

She didn't sleep soundly all night.

In her dream, someone was softly calling her name, asking her to save Ping'an...

Qin Xingwan tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep again.

The man beside her leaned over and pulled her into his arms, kissing her forehead, "Are you worried about Ping'an?"

Qin Xingwan curled up in his arms, "I always feel uneasy."

It felt as if something was about to happen.

Chu Li gently stroked her back, soothing her tenderly, "If you're worried, go to the Yiyuan early tomorrow to see him."

"Okay."

In the second half of the night, perhaps because Chu Li's soothing had taken effect, she gradually fell asleep.

For the entire day, she spent almost all of it at the Yiyuan accompanying Wen Ping'an.

Wen Ping'an was doing well.

Qin Xingwan felt that she might have been overthinking things.

At six in the evening, she gave instructions to the nanny and then went downstairs to go home.

Just as she got into the car, she realized she had forgotten to bring her phone.

She hurried back.

As she approached the hospital room, she heard Wen Ping'an's crying.

The moment she pushed the door open, she was terrified to the core.

"What are you doing?" she shouted.

In the hospital room, Wen Ping'an was crying, while Qin Jianguo was reaching out his hands to forcibly pick him up.

Qin Jianguo was in the middle of feeling guilty for doing something bad, and being caught red-handed by Qin Xingwan, he suddenly panicked.

"I... I just came to see Ping'an, after all, he is my grandson..."

Qin Xingwan looked at Wen Ping'an, who didn't understand what had happened, and felt a slight sense of relief.

She walked over quickly and picked up Wen Ping'an.

Come to see his grandson?

Qin Jianguo didn't have such good intentions.

"You are not welcome here, get out." Qin Xingwan patted Wen Ping'an's back, showing no pleasant expression toward Qin Jianguo.

Qin Jianguo refused to leave, instead calling out Wen Ping'an's name, "Ping'an, I am your grandfather, will you let grandfather hold you?"