Priceless Baby's Super Daddy Chapter 2771 - Love Comes Like The Southern Breeze (289)

He understood his decision clearly now. There was no need to continue making the same mistake.

Meanwhile, Qiao Ruoxi remained silent, her mind racing with the unexpected answer. If the child wasn't Feng Yunan’s, then a question arose: who was the father of Wen Ke’er's child?

Subsequently, their path led them to a shopping mall where Feng Yunan accompanied Qiao Ruoxi in selecting baby essentials.

“Isn’t it a bit premature to purchase these items now?” Qiao Ruoxi inquired, noting that her delivery was still several months away.

“Premature? Not at all. The baby will arrive soon, so preparing in advance is only sensible,” Feng Yunan responded. To steer clear of any further discussion, he brought up his grandfather. “My grandfather urged me to prepare for the baby. Let’s choose quickly.”

“Oh, alright.”

After their shopping spree for baby items concluded, they dined out. Following the meal, Feng Yunan insisted on treating her to a movie.

Their activities unfolded just as any genuine couple might engage in. Qiao Ruoxi found herself feeling quite flattered throughout the day.

The more she considered it, the more she perceived a newfound sense of responsibility in Feng Yunan. She speculated if his grandfather was exerting more pressure on him.

Or perhaps it was due to that mysterious jade pendant?

Over half a month elapsed in tranquil harmony. Then, a call arrived from Mu Yunli, informing Qiao Ruoxi that Mianmian could no longer hold on.

The hospital was making arrangements for Qiao Rongjing’s upcoming heart surgery, requiring her presence with her brother at the hospital.

A wave of nervousness washed over Qiao Ruoxi. This was no trivial matter. She contacted Feng Yunan, who immediately ceased his current activities and personally drove her.

Their first stop was to collect Qiao Rongjing and his mother, Su Hui, before heading directly to the hospital.

Upon meeting Rongjing’s attending physician, they entrusted him to their care. Concurrently, Mrs. Feng Yunan, accompanying Qiao Ruoxi, proceeded to Renxin Hospital to visit Mu Yunli and his mother, Madam Mu.

To their surprise, the hospital bed in Mu Mianmian’s ward was vacant. Mu Mianmian's body had already been removed, leaving only the grieving mother and son of the Mu family.

“Mr. and Mrs. Mu, please accept my deepest condolences.”

After Qiao Ruoxi and the others arrived, they found little to say beyond offering their sympathies.

Upon noticing Qiao Ruoxi and Feng Yunan together, Mrs. Mu, dabbing her eyes, offered them a nod.

Mu Yunli reassured her, “Don’t worry, Mianmian’s heart has already been transferred to Fengtian Hospital. I believe he is undergoing surgery right now. Your brother will recover soon, and we can visit him then.”

Tears welled in Qiao Ruoxi’s eyes. While organ donation was a cause for gratitude, it stemmed from another's profound loss.

If she had the choice, she sincerely wished she never had to know the origin of the organ.

This time, Feng Yunan did not regard Mu Yunli with his usual coldness. Instead, with a tone of empathy, he offered, “My condolences.”

“We are finished here. I am taking my mother back, and you should return as well!”

Mu Yunli gently assisted Mrs. Mu, and together they departed the hospital.

Qiao Ruoxi watched their departure until Feng Yunan placed an arm around her shoulders. “Let’s go! We need to hurry back to the hospital to check on Rongjing.”

The pair hastened back from Renxin Hospital. Qiao Rongjing's heart transplant surgery was underway, and Su Hui was anxiously awaiting news outside.

Upon Qiao Ruoxi’s return, she joined her mother, offering silent support as they waited together.

After several tense hours, the surgery concluded. The doctor emerged, announcing the successful completion of the procedure.

“That’s wonderful news! Rongjing can finally recover!”

Overcome with emotion, Qiao Ruoxi and her mother embraced, tears of relief streaming down their faces.

Following the surgery, Qiao Rongjing successfully navigated the critical period without complications, and his condition remained stable.

Soon after, he was transferred to a ward for recovery. Su Hui remained by his side constantly, while Qiao Ruoxi visited to provide care after her workday.

Furthermore, Feng Yunan arranged for two professional nurses to assist with Qiao Rongjing’s care.

While Rongjing recuperated, Qiao Ruoxi and her mother planned to attend Mu Mianmian’s funeral. Feng Yunan, as Qiao Ruoxi’s husband, volunteered to accompany them.

However, an unexpected reunion awaited Su Hui at the funeral.

The moment she saw Mrs. Mu, she was utterly stunned.

While others might not have recognized her, Su Hui certainly did!

Su Hui excitedly grasped Mrs. Mu’s hand, tears flowing freely down her cheeks. She attempted to utter the name “Yunxi,” but the words caught in her throat.

The two elders gazed at each other, tears flowing silently. Finally, they embraced, their hearts overflowing with deep emotion.

Qiao Ruoxi, Feng Yunan, and Mu Yunli exchanged perplexed glances, all eager to understand the history shared between the two elders.

After releasing Su Hui, Mrs. Mu beckoned to Mu Yunli. “Son, come over here. Let me introduce you. This is Auntie Su Hui. And this is Auntie Su Hui’s daughter, Wen Chenxi. You two have known each other for quite some time.”

With an old friend present, Mrs. Mu saw no reason to keep secrets any longer. The time had come to reveal the truth.

Feng Yunan was taken aback upon hearing this.

Mrs. Mu had just declared Qiao Ruoxi to be Wen Chenxi!

“…”

Mu Yunli, utterly astonished, turned to Qiao Ruoxi with wide eyes. She was Wen Chenxi?

Could Qiao Ruoxi truly be Wen Chenxi?

He had always believed Wen Chenxi perished in a fire a decade ago, yet his mother now insisted Qiao Ruoxi was Wen Chenxi?

Was Sister Chenxi actually still alive?

Qiao Ruoxi, too, was stunned, unable to fathom why Mrs. Mu suddenly identified her as Wen Chenxi.

How could she be Wen Chenxi?

She recollected Feng Yunan’s earlier inquiry about Wen Chenxi, to which she had claimed ignorance.

Yet now, they were asserting she was Wen Chenxi.

What was truly transpiring?

A mix of joy and excitement surged through Mu Yunli. His eyes eventually welled up. He scrutinized Qiao Ruoxi, murmuring to himself, “I should have known. I truly should have. Why did I not recognize you sooner, Xixi!”

Clutching the dazed Qiao Ruoxi as if she were a long-lost treasure, he pulled her into an embrace.

Witnessing Mu Yunli hold Qiao Ruoxi, Feng Yunan intervened, separating them. “What is this? Did you just state that Qiao Ruoxi is Wen Chenxi?”

“Yes, she is Chenxi!”

Following this, Mrs. Mu elaborated on Qiao Ruoxi’s genuine past. She was originally the daughter of Wen Ruhai from Wenjing Garden, born to Su Hui and Wen Ruhai. However, Wen Ruhai had forsaken Su Hui to wed Qiao Rennian’s former wife, Han Manyi.

Unable to stand Su Hui’s presence, Han Manyi had set a fire to harm the mother and daughter. It was Mrs. Mu herself who had bravely entered the inferno to rescue them, sustaining a permanent scar on her face in the process.

Subsequently, Su Hui, with Wen Chenxi in tow, married Qiao Rennian. Tragically, not many years later, the Qiao family faced yet another disaster, leaving the mother and daughter adrift and homeless for years.

Upon learning her true lineage, Qiao Ruoxi felt no elation. The reality of being half-siblings with Wen Ke’er was difficult to accept.

Moreover, the revelation that Wen Ruhai was her father all along added to her turmoil.