Genius Club-Chapter 958 - 47 Finding Home_4

Chapter 958: Chapter 47 Finding Home_4

Yan Qiaoqiao gave an “Oh.”

And nodded.

She had initially thought that Zhao Yingjun and Lin Xian must be quite close and familiar with each other.

However, unexpectedly…

The two had never even formally gone out to play or shop together, prompting her to huff:

“You’re not even as good as me.”

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She raised her head to look at Zhao Yingjun next to the dressing mirror:

“I even played with Brother Lin Xian for two days.”

“Heh heh.”

Zhao Yingjun chuckled and chose a lighter shade of lipstick, applying it to her lower lip:

“It was me who sent you there, after all.”

Yan Qiaoqiao felt a little indignant:

“But I even slept over at Brother Lin Xian’s house for two nights.”

“So what?”

Zhao Yingjun smiled.

She pressed her lips together, blending the lipstick:

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“You’re quite proud of yourself.”

Yan Qiaoqiao blinked her intelligent eyes:

“Why can I sleep over at Brother Lin Xian’s house, but Brother Lin Xian can’t stay over at ours?”

Zhao Yingjun’s lipstick paused mid-air.

Nearly stabbing herself in the face.

Turning her head to look at the startling Yan Qiaoqiao:

“Do you see any space in our home? We only have one bed.”

“You could sleep on the sofa,” Yan Qiaoqiao suggested.

“Why don’t you?” Zhao Yingjun retorted.

“Well…”

Yan Qiaoqiao thought for a moment and nodded:

“I suppose I could.”

“Heh heh.”

Zhao Yingjun laughed again, closed the lipstick, and put it in her handbag:

“You do know how to be considerate.”

“It’s been ten days since you and Lin Xian have seen each other. He will definitely be surprised by your growth… Look at you now, talking, communicating, interacting, just like any normal teenage girl, you’ve truly grown up.”

“If only you could regain your memory, I’m actually quite curious about the life you led before, where you lived, whether it was happy and fortunate.”

Yan Qiaoqiao shook her head:

“I don’t know.”

She paused.

Continuing, she said:

“But I’m quite happy and fortunate now. If I could regain my memory… I would only want to know who my parents are, I don’t care much for the rest.”

“But… can I still find my parents? Would they want to see me?”

Yan Qiaoqiao lowered her head, fiddling with the floral hem of her skirt:

“[If they haven’t come looking for me after all this time, do they no longer want me?]”

Zhao Yingjun held her breath.

Turned around.

And then finally exhaled slowly:

“Of course not.”

She softly said:

“No parents would ever abandon their child.”

“But there are so many on TV.”

“That’s all fabricated drama and movies, just to create conflict.”

Zhao Yingjun explained:

“There may indeed be some parents who could heartlessly abandon their children in reality… but I’m certain, Qiaoqiao, your parents are not like that.”

“You’ve completely lost your memory, you remember nothing from before, yet why is your obsession with your parents so deep, your longing so profound?”

“I don’t know.”

Yan Qiaoqiao shook her head again:

“I truly have forgotten everything, can’t remember a thing. But the yearning for my parents, that formless longing… that feeling, I can never forget. It’s like I’ve been missing my mom and dad since childhood… always, always, always.”

“Why is it like this? Could it be… I never had a mom and dad from birth?”

Zhao Yingjun didn’t speak.

She slowly walked towards Yan Qiaoqiao.

The child had grown up; in one month, Yan Qiaoqiao had traversed a journey meant for over a decade.

She had developed her own emotions,

Formed her own ideas,

And also, her own obsessions.

And still…

Should she continue to deceive her?

Zhao Yingjun often felt pained for Yan Qiaoqiao when faced with such moments of intimacy, unable to express the sheer distance of their reality.

She had been thinking about this for some time.

Should she come clean to Lin Xian?

Even though she truly couldn’t verbalize it, unwilling to leverage this matter over Lin Xian.

But with Yan Qiaoqiao pining for her parents daily,

Was it fair for her, as her mother, to deceive her nightly, watching her frequently in such sorrow?

Upon further thought.

Lin Xian must have already prepared himself, hadn’t he?

Otherwise…

Why did he take the initiative to invite her to get their blood drawn during that paternity test mix-up?

At the time, it felt odd.

But she hadn’t thought deeply about it.

Now, looking back, it seems Lin Xian had been searching for some truth all along, not really averse to her knowing, and had never deliberately kept it from her.

If the little girl Lin Xian had found was Yan Qiaoqiao instead of Yu Xi, perhaps the truth would have been clear by now.

Indeed, it was the lies woven by her and her parents that confounded Lin Xian’s thinking, wasn’t it?

Thinking this, Zhao Yingjun felt somewhat guilty.

Lin Xian trusted her, and he also trusted her parents.

Therefore, when the three of them introduced Yan Qiaoqiao as a distant relative, Lin Xian had no doubts and readily accepted this setup.

Was this course of action wrong?

She never intended to keep anything from Lin Xian.

Naturally, that included Yan Qiaoqiao’s matter.

She was waiting for the right moment to speak out, yet couldn’t fathom when would be the right time.

Now.

Yan Qiaoqiao was growing day by day, maturing in mind, and her longing for her parents became increasingly intense.

It seemed…

It couldn’t be put off any longer.

Whether it was being honest with Lin Xian or being responsible towards Yan Qiaoqiao, Zhao Yingjun felt… she could no longer shroud this relationship in lies.

She squatted down, looking into Yan Qiaoqiao’s eyes:

“Qiaoqiao, if your mom and dad aren’t as competent and exemplary as you imagine, would you be disappointed?”

Yan Qiaoqiao shook her head:

“As long as they still want me… I’ll be very happy.”

“Then good.”

Zhao Yingjun smiled, stroked Yan Qiaoqiao’s bangs:

“Leave it to me.”

“I’ll help you… find home.”