As Song Qinian saw Zaan's tearful eyes, her heart clenched. Before Shen Chiyan could say anything, she hurried over, took Zaan from Shen Keqin's arms, and hugged him tightly.
"Mommy... Mommy... Wuwuwu..."
Zaan clung to Song Qinian, crying even harder.
"Zaan, Mommy missed you so much..."
Song Qinian lowered her head and kissed Zaan's little face, feeling deeply guilty. "I'm sorry, it's all Mommy's fault..."
If she had been strong enough, she wouldn't have been controlled and separated from Zaan.
Mother and son cried their hearts out, neither aware that Zaan was Shen Chiyan's son. Shen Keqin, glaring fiercely at Shen Chiyan, said, "Pitiful, truly pitiful! How could anyone be so heartless as to separate such a young child from his mother? Qiaoqiao, look at them crying so sadly, it's enough to make anyone weep!"
Zhang Qiaoqiao also wiped away tears. "So tragic, Zaan and the young madam are so pitiful, wuwuwu..."
Both glared resentfully at Shen Chiyan. After receiving a cold, sharp glare from him, they meekly averted their gaze.
Shen Chiyan watched Song Qinian dote on Zaan, his dark eyes flickering. Even if others didn't know Zaan was his son, Song Qinian must have.
Then why did she still give birth to Zaan?
Song Qinian, what was she thinking?
"Alright, if people didn't know any better, they'd think I was a child trafficker!"
All eyes turned to Shen Chiyan. What was he doing that was any different from a child trafficker?
Afterward, they all went to the dining room. Shen Chiyan ordered a table full of delicacies, but in front of him were a bland-looking soup and dishes.
Shen Chiyan cast a cold glance at Song Qinian. "I want steak, roast leg of lamb!"
Song Qinian's mind was filled with her son, she had no attention for Shen Chiyan. She glanced at the soup in front of Shen Chiyan and said, "The dish in front of you is lamb soup, it has lamb, but you should eat less of it."
Shen Keqin and Zhang Qiaoqiao were feasting, taking advantage of Shen Chiyan's treat to eat their fill.
Shen Keqin said, "Brother, the doctor said you can't have anything spicy or roasted for a month. For your health, you'll have to bear with it!"
Zhang Qiaoqiao added, "Yes, Young Master. When you're recovered, I'll personally make you roast leg of lamb."
Shen Chiyan: "..."
Seeing them all eating delicious food, Shen Chiyan had no appetite. He stood up and walked over to Song Qinian. "Give me the child."
Ever since seeing Zaan, Song Qinian's attention had been solely on this little rascal, not sparing him a single glance.
The dishes on the table were almost cold, yet she hadn't eaten a bite, having been feeding Zaan the entire time.
And Shen Keqin and Zhang Qiaoqiao, they had no tact at all, only caring about eating themselves and not noticing that someone hadn't even touched their chopsticks.
Zhang Qiaoqiao and Shen Keqin had indeed noticed, but they tacitly didn't ask Song Qinian if she needed help. Instead, they wanted to give this rare opportunity to Shen Chiyan.
Song Qinian looked up and saw Shen Chiyan's cold, handsome face. She instinctively hugged Zaan and dodged to the side, looking at him warily. "What do you want?"
Shen Chiyan sneered. "Song Qinian, you don't seem to have understood clearly. I brought you here only to accompany me to see the little rascal, not to agree to let you take him away."
Zaan sensed Song Qinian's nervousness, clinging to her with his small hands, his large, fluttering eyes fixed on Shen Chiyan. His little mouth began to quiver again.
Shen Chiyan felt terrible, as if he were a villain.
"He's full. I'll hold him. You eat quickly!"
Shen Chiyan, wanting to be a good person for once, found Song Qinian only wanted to hold Zaan and directly refused, "I'm not hungry."
Shen Chiyan's handsome face immediately darkened. "Since you're not hungry, hand Zaan over to Shen Keqin, and we'll go back to the hospital!"
Seeing Shen Chiyan angry, Song Qinian reluctantly handed Zaan to him. "Then hold him steady, be careful not to drop him."
Shen Chiyan: "... Do I look that stupid?"
Zaan was a little clever boy. He seemed to know Shen Chiyan was the one in charge here. His chubby little hands stroked Shen Chiyan's handsome face, and he gave a sweet, ingratiating smile. "Daddy..."
Then he kissed Shen Chiyan's handsome face.
With that one kiss, even Shen Chiyan's hardened heart softened completely.
Especially knowing this little guy was his son, he found himself more and more fond of him.
"Little fellow, you've been well-cared for at the old house. You've gained a little weight in just a few days."
Song Qinian watched the warm and happy scene between father and son, feeling a pang in her heart. The blood tie was a magical thing. Shen Chiyan, knowing full well that this was Li Junshen's son, was still so good to Zaan.
Seeing that Song Qinian couldn't eat with peace of mind, glancing back at them after every bite, Shen Chiyan took Zaan and went to the fish pond outside to watch the fish.
When they were alone, Shen Chiyan kissed Zaan's cute, tender little face. "Zaan, have you missed Daddy?"
Zaan nodded obediently and tried hard to say the word "miss."
Shen Chiyan was in a great mood. He was indeed his son, both cute and smart.
"Zaan, your mommy is not good at all. Do you think Daddy should punish her a little?"
Zaan didn't know what punishment meant, so he couldn't answer Shen Chiyan.
"Hmph, she gave birth to you behind my back and let you call Li Junshen 'Daddy'... No, you couldn't even talk when you were with Li Junshen, so you never called him Daddy, did you?"
Thinking of this, Shen Chiyan excitedly spun Zaan around twice. "As expected of Shen Chiyan's seed, never would he mistake an enemy for a father! Haha..."
Song Qinian couldn't eat more than a few bites. She worried about Zaan, so she came out to find them. Seeing Shen Chiyan holding Zaan and laughing heartily, she was truly surprised.
Was this guy having a personality split?
Or had something stimulated him? Why was he so happy?
"Mom... Mommy..."
Zaan called out upon seeing Song Qinian. Shen Chiyan immediately stopped moving, suppressed his smile, composed himself, and then turned a cool gaze back to Song Qinian. "Are you done eating so quickly?"
"Mm."
Song Qinian nodded and walked over, wanting to hug Zaan. Shen Chiyan dodged her. "Song Qinian, one should know when to stop."
Song Qinian frowned. "Zaan is my son!"
"No one said he isn't your son! But he's in my hands now. You can only hold him when I let you, and you won't see him if I don't let you. So, you should know who to please, right?"
Song Qinian: "..."
After the meeting, despite Song Qinian's reluctance, Zhang Qiaoqiao and Shen Keqin took Zaan away.
This was because Song Qinian knew clearly that Zaan was much safer at the Shen family's old residence than by her side.
On the way back, Song Qinian said to Shen Chiyan, who was closing his eyes and pretending to nap, "Today... Thank you..."
Shen Chiyan slowly opened his eyes. His dark, ink-like gaze fixed on Song Qinian, and he curved his lips into a cold smile. "Did I hear that correctly? I'm holding your son captive, and you're thanking me?"