Chapter 278 - 276. Acceptance II (1/2)

Third-person POV

”…and your husband.” The truth had been exposed to Hong er and her body was visibly frozen on the spot.

Weisheng who had been silently observing Zhang Wei and Hong er's movement from the side since the beginning was impatiently waiting for what Hong er would say regarding this matter. Would she be happy as the family finally reunited? But Weisheng wasn't stupid. Just by seeing how the color on Hong er's face vanished as soon as she learned that he was her husband, he knew that things weren't as simple as they looked and he didn't know if he was prepared for what was going to happen.

Hong er hastily retracted her hand from Zhang Wei's hold. Her eyebrows furrowed into a deep frown. With an expression as dark as ink, Hong er's lips moved rapidly but only incomprehensible noises came out from her lips.

Their eyes went wide when they read Hong er's lip movement, ”My husband had died long ago, as well as my baby. I told you before, didn't I? You must mistake me for someone else. I am sorry to disappoint you.”

As he already knew Hong er would say that, Zhang Wei was unfazed by Hong er's rejection. He took a step towards Hong er and grabbed her hand once again. He pressed her cold hand on his damp cheek.

”Mother! This is me, Zhang Wei, your son! How could you forget about your own child?!” Zhang Wei cried as he firmly held Hong er's hand.

Hong er recognized Zhang Wei's small hand ad didn't dare to use force to pull her hand away in fear hurting Zhang Wei. She was in confusion at how these few strangers kept telling her that she was their family. She had told them repeatedly that she was not, yet they refused to believe her and now she was at a loss of what to do.

Then a rough hand gently gripped Zhang Wei's wrist, ”Ah Wei…” A deep yet calm voice rang in Zhang Wei's ears.

Zhang Wei lifted his eyes to see his father's grave face. It was as if Weisheng was going to cry but not a single tear dropped from his sorrowful eyes. He was an emperor and a father, in order to calm the anxious Zhang Wei, one must be calm as well.

”Your mother has been through a lot, don't force her.” Weisheng patiently explained to Zhang Wei.

Zhang Wei's red eyes locked on Hong er's pale face, unable to look away. The cold eyes that were staring at her were filled with warmth also a little bit of disappointment.

”B-but, mother doesn't recognize me…mother doesn't remember me…she thought I am dea-” Zhang Wei choked on his tears.

”Then we will help her remember.” Weisheng's voice cut off before Zhang Wei could finish his sentence.

The calmness in Weisheng's eyes put Zhang Wei's heart on ease. How stupid he could be, of course, Weisheng would never let Hong er go but one shouldn't be hasty especially at how fragile the current Hong er was.

Zhang Wei's grip slowly loosened and his head lowered in downcast. Weisheng sighed and patted Zhang Wei's head.

”We will bring your mother home first, her body is very weak, she needs a check-up.” Weisheng worriedly stared at Hong er's think body.

”Who are you bringing home?” at that moment, a childish yet oppressive voice interrupted the calm atmosphere.