I woke up to find I have a child - Chapter 68
Early the next morning, Han Feixu came to Yiyi’s room, kissed her daughter, who was having a sweet dream, on the forehead and then left home.
Even after a day’s rest, Han Feixu felt like she hadn’t rested at all. On the contrary, because of her one day’s worth of rest, her body could no longer adapt to the intense and efficient work intensity from before, and was protesting against everything she did.
Lying on the bed in the RV, her assistant massaged her arms and legs. Ye Mingxin sat beside her, listening attentively as she recounted every detail of what had happened yesterday until the end. Afterward, Ye Mingxin raised an eyebrow and asked, “You told Jiang Lingyan everything that Shen Sangluo told you?”
With her arms pressed against her arms, Han Feixu blinked and nodded.
Ye Mingxin fell silent for a moment and then reached out, gently patting her head. “You can’t do this again in the future.”
Han Feixu didn’t understand. “Why?”
Ye Mingxin replied gently but firmly, “Because that’s Shen Sangluo’s business, and you shouldn’t have intervened in the first place.”
“I know, but I’m afraid if I don’t intervene, Shen Sangluo will…” Han Feixu began to explain, but Ye Mingxin interrupted her.
“No matter what Shen Sangluo does or what could have happened in the end, you shouldn’t have interfered. That’s her life, her emotions. As a friend, you should tell her how you would handle such a situation, offer what you think are reasonable suggestions, but ultimately her choices are hers alone to make, and they have nothing to do with anyone else.”
Han Feixu looked at her, and Ye Mingxin continued to gently persuade her, “Maybe you haven’t wrapped your head around this yet. Try to put yourself in her shoes. If you wanted to break up with me, and Shen Sangluo kept trying her best to matchmake us and even shared your inner feelings with me, how would you feel?”
Han Feixu sat up silently, her voice lowering in volume, “I wouldn’t be happy.”
Seeing that she understood, Ye Mingxin stopped talking. Han Feixu sat in silence, reflecting for a while. Suddenly, she raised her head, looking at Ye Mingxin strangely, “Jiang Lingyan is your friend, right? She and Shen Sangluo have no chance now. Don’t you find it unfortunate?”
Ye Mingxin thought for a moment. “It’s a bit unfortunate.”
She continued, “But what does that have to do with me? Jiang Lingyan isn’t just going to keep on hugging the tree that is Section Chief Shen. If there is no Section Chief Shen, she can go pursue a Section Chief Zhang or Section Chief Li. If she insists on hanging onto the tree that is Section Chief Shen, then that is her own choice, and as a friend, I respect all her choices.”
For a long time, Han Feixu had never considered how her lower emotional maturity might affect her. She often didn’t realize the significant age gap in her emotional maturity compared to others. It was only now that she realized she might not be as mature as Ye Mingxin in certain aspects.
Adults and teenagers have different ways of thinking. Teenagers are often passionate and impulsive. Give them a traffic flag, and they might take on all the city’s traffic tasks. Adults are more mature and tend to mind their own business, with clear boundaries between themselves and others. Unless necessary, they won’t meddle in other people’s affairs.
Some might call this phenomenon human a party, but from a different perspective, it’s another manifestation of humanistic spirit and individual freedom.
Han Feixu understood that she had made a mistake. She awkwardly rubbed her hands and said, “So, what should I do now? How about calling Jiang Lingyan again?”
“You’ve already told her the truth, and another call won’t change anything. Instead, apologize to Section Chief Shen later. From now on, don’t meddle in their affairs,” Ye Mingxin calmly replied.
Han Feixu nodded, “I’ll apologize to her right now.”
“Wait.”
Han Feixu held up her phone, looking over at Ye Mingxin in confusion. After some contemplation, Ye Mingxin said, “Call her in two hours.”
It was currently nine in the morning, so it would be eleven in the morning two hours later. Han Feixu furrowed her brow, clearly not understanding Ye Mingxin’s intention. Ye Mingxin didn’t explain and was silently calculating the time.
Considering Jiang Lingyan’s temperament, after receiving Han Feixu’s call, she most likely was unable to focus on anything else. She would definitely have seeked out Section Chief Shen to clarify the situation and might even have gone to her in person. When these two clashed, there were only two possible outcomes. The first was that Section Chief Shen would gain the upper hand, using persuasive and persistent logic to sway Jiang Lingyan. After a long conversation, she would break through Jiang Lingyan’s emotional defenses, leaving her friend feeling despondent as she departed. If this were the case, Section Chief Shen probably hasn’t woken up yet because convincing Jiang Lingyan to leave is not an easy task and she probably stayed up late talking without getting much sleep.
As for the second outcome, the one where Jiang Lingyan gained the upper hand and defeated Section Chief Shen. Knowing her childhood friend’s character, Jiang Lingyan considers it a loss if she can’t gain an advantage. She will definitely take the opportunity to take down Section Chief Shen in one fell swoop. If this is the case, then Section Chief Shen should not be awake yet either = =
Therefore, no matter the outcome, Han Feixu’s call will only end up waking up Section Chief Shen so they should call her two hours later.
Han Feixu didn’t understand Ye Mingxin’s intentions at first, but vaguely figured it out later. She was going to be filming again later, so her thoughts were preoccupied but she thought about her actions again and again as she lay on the bed. Han Feixu felt that she had to make a sincere apology. Although she has not apologized in person yet, her apology must be the first thing Shen Sangluo sees when she wakes up.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the country, Shen Sangluo silently sat up on her bed. Her windows were opened by Jiang Lingyan, and her white, semi-transparent curtains were fluttering in the wind. Jiang Lingyan stood by the windows, her dexterous fingers buttoning up her shirt one button at a time. Her navy blue silk shirt hung tightly on her body, outlining her beautiful figure.
When seeing such a scene, even a straight woman will bend* like a mosquito coil, but Section Chief Shen watched this scene motionless. (*T/N: When someone is gay/turns gay, in chinese they say they are “bent”.)
After putting on her shirt, Jiang Lingyan smiled and turned around to look at her, “Did you sleep well?”
Section Chief Shen’s answer to her question was a humorless eye roll, but the smile on Jiang Lingyan’s face. She placed one hand on the bed as she leaned over and kissed the corner of Shen Sangluo’s lips. Knowing that she couldn’t push too far, she straightened up before Shen Sangluo could retreat.
“I need to go to a meeting. I’ll be back at half past twelve. I’ll bring you lunch. What do you want to eat? Or do you want to go out to eat?”
“I don’t want to eat anything,” Sangluo dejectedly leaned against her headboard as she replied sadly, “I’m dirty so I want to take a bath and cleanse myself.”
Jiang Lingayn had just put one of her legs into her pants when she heard these words. She raised her head in confusion, “Cleanse yourself? Like a eunuch cleansing themself?”
Shen Sangluo: “….”
She really wanted to throw the pillow behind her at the other party, but couldn’t reach for it. First, because she was too exhausted, and second because her spirit has suffered a devastating blow.
This was the first time both her and Jiang Lingyan went to bed sober. The keyword “sober” should be emphasized in bold.
What does it mean to be sober? It means she knows exactly what she was doing from beginning to end; she doesn’t need to recall anything because, from the very start, her mind was clear minded and rational!
Now the last excuse she used to deceive herself was gone. In the past, she could have used the excuse that she was drunk to explain away her decision, but now even this final barrier is gone.
Shen Sangluo wanted to cover her face, has she really become such a promiscuous woman?
Jiang Lingyan looked at her for a long time, and finally shook his head helplessly, “Is it so difficult to admit that you have feelings for me? Just look at me, I readily admit my feelings all the time. And don’t you think we’re getting more and more in sync in bed as well? It seems to get better each time. Sang-Sang, how about we try again tonight? I feel there is still room for us to make progress together.”
With that said, she put on her pats and sat back down next to Shen Sangluo as she complimented her, “Your moans last night were so pretty.”
Shen Sangluo: “…”
Her strength that had disappeared suddenly poured into her body as she kicked Jiang Lingyan out of bed, “Go to your damn meeting! Goodbye!”
Jiang Lingyan stood up as soon as she was kicked and quickly grabbed Shen Sangluo’s calf. Under the other party’s wide eyes, she gently kissed her inner calf before letting go. She said, “Very well. I’ll see you later, baby.”
Jiang Lingyan left, but the goosebumps on Shen Sangluo’s body had not disappeared. She shook her head, trying to get rid of that tingling sensation that had just coursed through her entire body, but her mind felt like it had been turned to mush.
She knelt on her bed and buried her head under blankets, and vented out her frustration with several punches to her mattress before sitting up with wild, messy hair.
She heard her doorbell ring and it rang three times before she impatiently got up. She thought Jiang Lingyan had forgotten something. When she opened the door, however, she remembered that Jiang Lingyan had written down her password yesterday. She wouldn’t need to ring the doorbell.
The door opened, and outside stood a tall and simple-looking young man, holding a large flower basket the same height as him.
The flower delivery guy always followed the principle of providing service with a smile. Before the door opened, he had already adjusted the curve of his lips, intending to make sure that the customer would see his most perfect smile the moment they laid eyes on him. However, after the door opened, his smile stiffened.
…The person who ordered the flowers didn’t mention that a lion lived here.
He hesitated for a brief moment, but soon regained his natural expression, “Greetings, are you Miss Shen? We are Happy Flowers Express, and this is a flower basket for you. We wish you happiness, and please sign here.”
Shen Sangluo didn’t know who sent the flowers to her. Her first reaction was to blame Jiang Lingyan, but the latter didn’t seem to be that cheesy. She took the tablet handed over by the little brother and signed her name on it with her finger. Then she accepted the flowers.
She took out the card hanging on the flower basket first and saw two lines of beautiful and graceful handwriting.
—With a heart full of apologies, I ask you to listen and please be magnanimous in your forgiveness. This extra-large flower basket has a thousand petals, but they can’t compare to the affection between you and me.
Signature: Han F?i Xù
(*T/N: she used different characters to sign her name, and even added a ? in the middle in the original text. ??? vs. ????)
Shen Sangluo: “….”
Where did these cheesy love words and old-fashioned signatures come from?
Shen Sangluo looked at the card silently, then raised his head and asked the flower delivery boy, “Can I refuse this gift?”
The flower delivery boy was stunned, “But you have already signed for it.”
Shen Sangluo’s face was expressionless, “I regret it. I should have inspected the goods first before signing for them.”
The weather has started to get cooler since the end of September. The weather now is the most suitable time to go out. Neither too cold nor too hot, with no wind, rain, or scorching sun. This is also good news for the film crew, as they no longer have to bear the burden of high electricity and makeup costs.
After finishing one scene, Han Feixu walked to the side and sat down. The makeup artist touched up her makeup, and she took a moment to check her phone. The flower shop owner had mentioned that the flowers had been delivered, the card was written as she had instructed, and they had even sent a photo of the card next to the flower basket.
She came up with the idea of ??not signing with her real name. After all, her name was highly recognizable. She didn’t want to cause trouble to Shen Sangluo, so she used her previous gaming username as her signature.
Zhong Yuanyuan’s eyes drifted over Han Feixu’s phone inadvertently, and within a second, her eyes drifted back again.
Zhong Yuanyuan already knew all about her wanting to apologize to Section Chief Shen, so she said, “You’re not really going to give this card to Section Chief Shen, are you?”
Han Feixu innocently nodded and said, “Yes I am, and it’s already been delivered. Take a look at this. Is it well-written? I found it online and made some modifications myself.”
Zhong Yuanyuan: “…” Hopefully, Chief Shen won’t get even angrier at you after seeing this card.
Of course, Shen Sangluo wasn’t any more angry than she already was. She just thought that perhaps now was a good time to make herself a new best friend = =
Jiang Lingyan had left, saying she would come back later. Han Feixu had also returned to Hengdian, leaving Shen Sangluo with a mess, a super-sized flower basket, and an apology card that was out of this world.
Shen Sangluo sat in her study and felt that life was really difficult. She opened a piece of Xuan paper*, poured ink, dipped the brush, and then held the brush for a long time, finally taking a deep sigh and writing a line of large characters:
(*T/N: calligraphy/painting paper)
—It only takes one wrong move to end in a total defeat.
After she finished writing, the more Shen Sangluo looked at the characters, the more melancholic she felt. It was true that one wrong step could lead to a series of wrong moves. Half a year ago, she never imagined she would end up in this situation. A situation of not knowing how to move forward or retreat. If it were in the past, she still had Han Feixu by her side to help with advice and planning, but the current Han Feixu was in a difficult situation herself, and so she couldn’t expect any help from her.
After feeling melancholic for a while, Shen Sangluo realized her mood hadn’t improved much. The feeling of restlessness hadn’t subsided. She picked up the partially dried Xuan paper, placed it on the wall, and then started to write again.
This time, her writing wasn’t as melancholic. It was passionate, and she poured all her frustrations from last night and this morning onto the paper. Writing out her emotions made her feel much better.
Shen Sangluo rented this apartment with one bedroom, one living room, and one study. The study faced south, and her desk was positioned below the window, with the window and door directly opposite each other.
While Shen Sangluo was quite satisfied as she inspected her freshly completed work, she didn’t hear the sound of the door opening. Jiang Lingyan had a habit of moving silently wherever she went, and even liked to turn the doorknob slowly to avoid disturbing others.
Opening the study door, she saw Shen Sangluo was indeed in here. She smiled, walked over, and had the privilege of admiring Shen Sangluo’s newest calligraphy on the table.
“Indulging in a short spell of pleasure, leaves behind endless regret.” (*T/N: might be a reference from ?????, a poem by a famous Tang poet, Li Yu)
Jiang Lingyan: “…”
She said coldly, “Endless regret, huh? Isn’t that too much of an exaggeration? You can’t just tell lies like that with your eyes wide open. Yesterday, it was quite obvious that you liked it very much and even held my hair so tightly that you wouldn’t let go.”
Shen Sangluo turned around in surprise to see Jiang Lingyan’s calm face staring back at her. Shen Sangluo quickly turned around to put away her Xuan paper. The more flustered Shen Sangluo was, the more her cheeks turned red and the more mischievous Jiang Lingyan became. She was about to continue teasing when Shen Sangluo’s phone lit up, and an incoming call interrupted the increasingly tense atmosphere between them.
Han Feixu’s apology call came at the right time and saved Shen Sangluo. Ten minutes passed before Han Feixu hung up the phone. Ye Mingxin saw it and came over to ask her, “How is it? What did she say?”
Han Feixu raised her head, “She said she would settle the score with me when I return to Beijing.”
That meant the matter was essentially resolved. Ye Mingxin also breathed a sigh of relief. Although she had no particular feelings toward Shen Sangluo, she was still Han Feixu’s best friend, and she didn’t want any rifts to develop between them.
She sat down to eat, but as soon as she picked up her chopsticks Han Feixu asked her, “Does this mean I should not involve myself in any matters from now on?”
Ye Mingxin paused for a moment, then raised her face and smiled gently, saying, “You can still listen to gossip, but please refrain from spreading it.”
Han Feixu nodded obediently, and after a while, she asked again: “Did I know about this matter before I lost my memories?”
“About the matter between Shen Sangluo and Jiang Lingyan?”
Han Feixu nodded and Ye Mingxin replied, “You already knew. In fact, the day after the first incident Section Chief Shen called you as soon as she got home. You weren’t even awake yet when suddenly you were woken up by her frantic calling.”
Han Feixu became interested, “And what did I tell her then?”
Ye Mingxin recalled, “You told her to be more mature and said what is there to be nervous about? You’re already an adult, so can’t you treat yourself to a meal every now and then?”
Han Feixu: “…..”
I was so cold = =
After finishing their meal, Ye Mingxin had no time to rest and had to go back to filming while Han Feixu had a bit of a break and decided to take a nap. As soon as she climbed into bed, she realized something didn’t quite add up.
Shen Sangluo and Jiang Lingyan had their first encounter in April, and at that time, things were tense between her and Ye Mingxin. So how did Ye Mingxin know that she had been awakened by a phone call from Shen Sangluo, and how did she know what she had said to Shen Sangluo?
Han Feixu sat up on the bed with a perplexed expression. She opened the curtains and glanced at the sets of the streets of Ming and Qing dynasty in the distance. From her perspective, she could only see the bare buildings and couldn’t see the people filming inside. She started feeling sleepy and suddenly didn’t feel like thinking too much. She simply pulled the curtains shut and began to enjoy her nap.
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Liang Zhu has recently received many endorsement offers and magazine interviews for Han Feixu a while ago, specifically one in Hangzhou and one in Shanghai.
Han Feixu’s daily schedule was packed. She had just confirmed the contract signing time with Dugu Yuehua and would be filming for an endorsement offer in a couple of days while also signing Yuehua’s contract.
Liang Zhu brought the list of questions for the exclusive interview and said to her: “The interview will only last for one hour. The other party will only ask the questions included in here and I have written the standard answers to these questions. Take a look at it yourself later and if you want to make changes, or if you want to say something of your own, just write it under the standard answer, and then return it to me, and I will help you see if you can say it.”
Han Feixu flipped through the list and asked, “Where is this interview taking place?”
“Right here. I’ve scheduled it for next Thursday, and the journalists and photographers will come then. Your job is to look your best, and I’ll handle the rest.”
At times like this, the importance of an excellent and responsible manager became evident. Han Feixu was about to express her gratitude to Liang Zhu when she saw her extending her hand, saying, “Give me your phone.”
Han Feixu handed over her phone and asked why she needed it.
“My Taobao shop is getting negative reviews again. Damn it, it’s not even Singles’ Day yet, and someone is already leaving bad reviews. It’s outrageous! I need to push all those negative reviews down!”
Many times, she would forget that Liang Zhu was a woman who had multiple jobs = =
Han Feixu fell silent for a moment and then said cautiously, “Well, maybe they didn’t leave bad reviews on purpose…”
“Impossible!” Liang Zhu vehemently replied, “The items I sell are reasonably priced, of high quality, and I never deceive anyone about their quality. Unless they are blind, there’s no reason for them to give me negative reviews!”
Han Feixu didn’t dare to speak further and focused her attention on the question list.
Before the interview, she was also going to Shanghai to shoot the endorsement offer. This time, she was endorsing a cosmetics line, one whose products were affordable and easily bought on the shelves in overseas countries. They were more moderately priced in China, but the lipsticks could still be bought for one or two hundred yuan. (T/N: 100-200 yuan = $14 to $28, but keep in mind that in Beijing the avg cost of living is like 4,600 yuan per month)
Han Feixu was endorsing their individual products, including eyeshadow, eyeliner, and an eye highlighter. The brand’s ambassadors had noticed her larger eyes, compared to most people, and her lighter pupils and deeper eye sockets, so they had tailored two ad scripts specifically for her.
She would leave in the morning and then return the next evening for the shoot. Two ads will be filmed, each one with different lengths, with a total duration of two minutes. The tv runtimes will be 15-seconds each, but the one-minute versions will be placed on their official websites. Although it only lasts two minutes, and the total number of scenes with Han Feixu in it only lasts 40 seconds, the requirements for these 40 seconds are higher than those of a regular film. The shooting and acting must be flawless in every direction, without a single bad angle.
To prepare for this shoot, Han Feixu had been applying skincare masks continuously for a week. Although she already used masks quite regularly, during this week, she applied three masks every day, and each mask cost four digits.
Although she couldn’t understand the words written on the serum in her hands, she still felt distressed looking at it, “This is too expensive. All I need to have is radiant, rosy, and glossy skin, right? Give me a jar of Dabao*, and I can achieve the same effect.” (*T/N: Dabao is one of China’s largest skincare brands, it’s legendary SOD cream is can moisturize skin, make you look younger, and even soothe burns)
Zhong Yuanyuan was mixing the serum into the mask for her when she heard this.
Sometimes, she felt that Han Feixu was easier to take care of than herself = =
“How can they be the same? The effect of this mask is almost instantaneous. And let me remind you that it’s because you refused to get injections that we’re doing this. If you had agreed to get injections, you wouldn’t have to spend so much time applying masks every day.”
Han Feixu was very resistant to the act of stabbing her face with a needle. She believed in the principle of not getting injections if she could just swallow some medicine, and refusing infusions if she had to get injections. Even when Yan Yuerong agreed to let the doctor give Yiyi IV infusions, she had felt it was a questionable choice.
What’s more, the injection is on her face! What if it hit a facial nerve?
Zhong Yuanyuan couldn’t be bothered to explain to her. Han Feixu was still living with the mindset of someone from ten years ago, with concerns over too many things.
“By the way, speaking of the results, that home remedy of yours didn’t work. My fingers didn’t slim down at all, and I still can’t fit into my rings.”
Zhong Yuanyuan frowned, “How is that possible? Did you not follow the instructions exactly to soak?”
Han Feixu felt wronged, “I followed your instructions strictly. I soaked them just like you said, once a day for half an hour. It’s been a long time, and it still hasn’t had any effect.”
Zhong Yuanyuan wasn’t sure what was going on either. She put down the serum and inserted the mask sheet into the packaging. “Well, I don’t know then, but this home remedy has worked for me, my friends, and even for Lin Yi.”
She used medical tweezers to carefully take out the mask and then apply it even more carefully to Han Feixu’s face. Speaking of Lin Yi, she also remembered a question. She had wanted to ask for a long time but she was rarely alone with Han Feixu. (T/N: Reminder that Lin Yi is Han Feixu’s famous actress friend. Ye Mingxin doesn’t like her)
The last time she returned to Beijing, she met Han Feixu and Ye Mingxin’s daughter for the first time. The child was very cute and even said thank you to her after learning she was her mother’s assistant. It was so cute that Zhong Yuanyuan almost had a nosebleed.
Zhong Yuanyuan glanced behind her to make sure there was no one there, then turned her head, took off the gloves on her hands, and asked in a low voice: “Why is your daughter named Yiyi?”
Han Feixu had never thought about this and opened her eyes, trying to remember, and then closed her eyes again, “I don’t know.”
“…Aren’t you curious?”
Han Feixu opened her eyes again, and turned to look at Zhong Yuanyuan, “What’s there to be curious about? Your name is Yuanyuan, and I’m not curious about why your name is Yuanyuan.”
Seeing that she didn’t understand what she was implying, Zhong Yuanyuan bent down and got a little closer to her, “That’s different. There are many people named Yuanyuan, but not many people named Nianyi. Nianyi….Nianyi….why did you add the Nian character in there?” (*T/N: reminder than Yiyi’s full name is Han Nianyi, with the Nian meaning to miss/to long for/to reminisce.)
When she put it like this, Han Feixu also started to question. She was the one who came up with this name and Yiyi’s birth certificate is still in her room. She filled in all the information herself and since she was the one to give her this name, there must be some meaning behind it.
Han Feixu was recalling if she knew anyone with a Yi character in it i. Zhong Yuanyuan bent down even lower and her voice became more mysterious, “The name, Nian Yi, isn’t referring to Lin Yi, right?”
“….”
Pa! Han Feixu slapped Zhong Yuanyuan’s nose with a backhand slap.
Zhong Yuanyuan was suddenly attacked and instinctively leaned back, nearly falling off the adjustable round stool she was sitting on. She quickly stabilized herself and said, “What are you doing? I’m just asking!”
“Are you just asking? You’re clearly questioning if I had an affair!” Han Feixu retorted.
Zhong Yuanyuan knew she was in the wrong and pinched her sore nose, her voice coming out nasally, “I’m sorry. The main reason I ask is because there used to be rumors that the person you like is Lin Yi, and your trip abroad coincided with Lin Yi’s trip abroad. Plus, you two had a close relationship in the past, so I just… casually asked.”
Han Feixu was about to sit up upon hearing this, but Zhong Yuanyuan quickly pushed her back down, saying, “It cost six thousand yuan a mask! You can’t waste it, you have to stay down!”
Han Feixu finally relented, but she still said what she wanted to say, “Think about it with your common sense. How is it even possible? Yiyi is my and Ye Mingxin’s child. I named her with no connection to anyone else. Why would I be so foolish?”
“I know, I know, it was my mistake. I got confused for a moment. But Yiyi’s name has nothing to do with Ye Mingxin, but it coincidentally matches Lin Yi’s. How could I not have doubts…”
Han Feixu once again attempted to remove the mask, but Zhong Yuanyuan firmly held her down, “You’re not allowed to get up! If you don’t apply it properly today, all the effort from these past few days will be in vain!”
Frustrated, Han Feixu retorted, “Who said my daughter’s name has nothing to do with Ye Mingxin! Her name is Han-Ye Nianyi, it’s even written in her household registration!”
Zhong Yuanyuan was puzzled, “Isn’t it Han Nianyi? That’s what Liang-jie told me before.”
Han Feixu wasn’t exactly sure either. She had only recently found out when she went through her things at home. On Yiyi’s birth certificate from the United States, the registrant’s name was written in English, with “Ye” as the middle name. However, in the household registration book here, it was written as Han-Ye Nianyi.
No one else seems to know that her full name includes four characters and even in kindergarten or among the Ye family, everyone calls her Han Nianyi.
After hearing this, Zhong Yunayuna looked at her with a cold face, “You really are an interesting person. The entire family doesn’t even know, but only you know. What does this mean? That means you personally did it.”
“What did I do?!”
Zhong Yuanyuan analyzed her in a serious manner, “You should know your own temper. You’re usually fine, but once there’s a quarrel or you get angry, you’ll do anything to save face.”
Han Feixu couldn’t refute this, so she had no choice but to hum in agreement.
“The household registration book has always been kept with you, which means that the registration of household and enrollment procedures were all done by you. Your household registration book is in your hands and cannot be seen by others. If at this time, Ye Mingxin made you angry, you might have in a fit of anger introduced your daughter as Han Nianyi. That way you can clearly draw a line between her and Ye Mingxin, right?”
….that seems believable.
With her face covered in a mask, Zhong Yuanyuan couldn’t see her expression, but since she was staying silent that meant her conjecture seems to have hit a mark.
Zhong Yunayuan proudly twisted a face cloth as she splashed water onto it, “So what I said is right, Ye Mingxin doesn’t even know what her daughter’s full name is.”
Speaking of this, Zhong Yuanyuan couldn’t hold back and laughed a few times, “I admire you. You can only dare to make trouble when she’s still young, but when she gets older, and comes back from her class reunion, she’s going to make trouble with you.”
Han Feixu felt quite guilty after Zhong Yuanyuan’s analysis. After she finished with the mask, she decided to go find Ye Mingxin. Now that Lan Zhu had given her the spare access card to Ye Mingxin’s room, she could simply knock on the door when she arrived and go straight in.
She knocked, and then swiped the card and quietly entered the room. Ye Mingxin was already in bed, but she hadn’t fallen asleep yet. She turned on the bedside lamp and looked at Han Feixu with sleepy eyes, “What’s the matter, Little Xu?”
Han Feixu approached her cautiously and whispered, “It’s nothing, don’t get up. I just have one question for you, and then I’ll leave.”
Ye Mingxin pushed her hair away from her face and watched as Han Feixu half-knelt on the carpet by her bed. Only the warm light from the table lamp illuminated the room, making Han Feixu’s eyes appear brighter than usual. Coupled with the fact that she had just applied a mask, her complexion was extremely radiant.
All in all, Han Feixu face now seems to be equipped with a small five-watt light bulb, making her look very bright = =
Ye Mingxin was still wondering why her wife was looking so dazzling today, when Han Feixu asked, “Do you know what Yiyi’s full name is?”
Ye Mingxin: “…You came here in the middle of the night just to test my basic intelligence?”
“Aiya, just answer me.”
Ye Mingxin scratched her head, rubbing her eyes as she replied, “Han-Ye Nianyi, why do you ask this?”
Han Feixu almost jumped for joy. As long as Ye Mingxin knew, then everything was fine. Otherwise, she would become the person who hid their child’s real name from the other mother for four years just because of a quarrel. Such a person sounds really evil. = =
Since she was already there, Han Feixu decided to ask all her questions at once. She didn’t want to repeat herself later. She asked, “Then why does everyone call Yiyi ‘Han Nianyi’? When I asked Yiyi before, she said it was because of my introduction, and she thought that China also had middle names, so she thought it was natural to omit your surname if it acts as your middle name.”
Ye Mingxin, who appeared quite tired, responded with the first thought in her mind. She half-sat up, lowered her head, and yawned, “It’s because of your introduction. When we first came back to China, you wanted to divorce me, but I disagreed. You even said you wouldn’t let me take Yiyi away. So, you introduced her to everyone as ‘Han Nianyi’.”
This explanation makes more sense.
Now, Ye Mingxin looked like a haggard single mother as she blinked her sleepy eyes. Han Feixu patted her arm and comforted her, “Just one last question, and then you can go back to sleep.”
“Why is Yiyi named ‘Nianyi’? Does this name have any special meaning?” Han Feixu asked.
As soon as this question came out, Ye Mingxin’s body stiffened, and Han Feixu, whose hand was resting on her arm, naturally noticed her unusual reaction.
Ye Mingxin raised her head, and all traces of her previous weariness and exhaustion were now gone. She looked at Han Feixu with a mixture of caution and nervousness in her gaze and asked, “Why are you asking me this question?”
Han Feixu stared at her in confusion, not understanding why her attitude had suddenly changed. “Because… I want to know why I gave our child such a name.”
She furrowed her brows, stood up, and sat next to Ye Mingxin. She fixed her gaze onto Ye Mingxin’s eyes, trying to find deeper hidden emotions within them. “What is it? Should I not know?”