Gu Xinzhou quickly lowered her head, continuing to eat the cake.
Song Zhen could feel her care.
With a faint smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, he leaned against the bar and looked at her, "Zhouzhou, I said, if you came with me, I would share a secret with you."
Gu Xinzhou responded breezily, "Mhm."
Song Zhen added, "I suspect your mommy isn't dead."
Gu Xinzhou: "..."
She slowly lifted her head to look at him.
Song Zhen didn't beat around the bush either, he directly told her about the sequence of events and his reasons for such a deduction.
He also said, "Zhouzhou, if your mother is indeed still alive, the only person who knows must be your grandmother.
Otherwise, there's no reason for her not to have cancelled the household registration after her daughter's death.
There's also no reason for her not to have reported her daughter missing and looked for her all these years."
Gu Xinzhou carefully recalled every little memory from her childhood to the present.
It seemed like there were always one or two days every week when her grandmother would leave home to go somewhere else.
At those times, it was her grandfather who took care of her.
And moreover, as soon as her grandfather had passed away, her grandmother had taken the initiative to contact Gu Yibo, allowing Gu Yibo to take her to the big city.
Could it be that if she continued to stay in Wan'an Town, her grandmother would struggle to cope with shuttling back and forth?
She was lost in thought.
McDull had already jumped off from Song Zhen.
His round little body wriggled under the bar.
Then he popped up beside Gu Xinzhou.
Stretching out his little hand, he licked his lips and pulled over the chestnut cake Gu Xinzhou hadn't finished, cutting it himself and putting pieces into his mouth.
Song Zhen, seeing his son enjoy the food, swallowed his saliva.
A hint of jealousy shone through his glossy pupils.
Averting his eyes, he spoke softly again, "We will arrive at Wan'an Town soon.
Zhouzhou, your mother is my mother too. I think, the reason your grandmother kept it a secret is that your mother encountered some difficulties.
In the past, she was alone, her abilities were limited, and she didn't want to destroy your father's marriage, so it's understandable that she kept it hidden.
But now, your father's marriage has been a farce from beginning to end.
If she finds out, she will surely waver in her original intention and hesitate whether or not to speak out.
You are her closest, most trustworthy junior.
If you ask her, she will tell you the truth.
And with me here, no matter what difficulties your mother faces, as long as it's something within my power, Song Zhen, to solve, I will do so without hesitation!"
Song Zhen's gaze was firm and warm.
For Gu Xinzhou, her birth mother was an obsession deep in her heart.
She also wanted to see what her mother looked like, to feel her mother's embrace.
Her eyes began to feel warm.
Gu Xinzhou looked at him and said softly, "Thank you."
Joy and indulgence that could not melt away shone through Song Zhen's eyes; his smile grew wider, "This is what I ought to do as a man, no need for thanks!"
Gu Xinzhou's cheeks suddenly flushed.
She got up and headed to the bedroom: "I'm going to catch up on sleep!"
She was indeed very sleepy after a night without rest.
Just as she reached the doorway of the bedroom, she heard her beloved son's confused voice from behind, "Mommy's face is all red, like a big apple, is she shy?"
Bang!
Gu Xinzhou accidentally slipped!
Song Zhen's expression changed, and he quickly rushed over, "Baby!"
Gu Xinzhou beat him to it, scrambling into the bedroom, fiercely kicking off her slippers, pulling the blanket over herself, wrapping up tightly.
Song Zhen stood there at the door, quietly gazing at her.
She laid there motionless, as if playing possum.
Until the blanket slightly moved, the edge that had been pinned down lifted to form a small opening, allowing fresh air to flow in.
Song Zhen chuckled.
Heart...
Reassured!