Alpha's Unexpected Heir

Chapter 859: Chapter 847: Mommy Tells a Story Faced with Zhan Qiaoyu's question, Jiang Youyi seemed to recall carefully for a moment, "This was a matter from many years ago. At that time, Xiao Jing wasn't as big as you are now..." She paused, then patted her own forehead, looking a bit frustrated, “It seems I've really gotten old; I can't remember how Xiao Jing went missing." Qiao Hong and Qiao Lin exchanged a glance, both silently sighing.

Of course, she couldn't remember it; this was something their mother had imagined entirely.

The real Xiao Jing had long since disappeared; it wasn't a matter of going missing...

Seeing Jiang Youyi thinking so hard, looking quite distressed, Qiao Jing tactfully changed the subject, "Mom, don't worry about remembering, I'm hungry, let's go eat." Hearing Qiao Jing's voice, Jiang Youyi finally snapped out of her thoughts.

She showed a smile on her face again, responding repeatedly, “Okay, okay, not thinking about it, let's eat.” And so, the group went to the restaurant together.

During the meal, Zhan Qiaoyu was particularly well-behaved, not picky at all, with an exceptionally sweet mouth, making everyone at the table very happy.

In the span of one meal, the little guy successfully won over Jiang Youyi and the Qiao sisters.

Of course, including Qiao Jing.

After the meal, Qiao Lin suddenly thought of a question, "This little kid wants to stay at the house, we'll have to get a room ready for him." She turned to look at Zhan Qiaoyu, “Do you want to stay upstairs or downstairs?" Zhan Qiaoyu spun around and directly hugged the nearby Qiao Jing, his tender voice filled with determination, "I want to sleep with Mommy, wherever Mommy sleeps, I sleep there!" "Uh..." Qiao Lin's mouth twitched, turning her gaze to Qiao Jing.

Looks like the little guy has really latched onto her Xiao Jing! Qiao Jing opened her mouth but hadn't said anything yet, when Zhan Qiaoyu, afraid she would say words of refusal, quickly began to act cute, "Mommy, I just want to sleep with you, okay? I promise I'll be good and not be naughty." Seeing the little guy being so adorable, how could Qiao Jing not agree? She patted the little guy's head and smiled, "Okay." "Yay!" Zhan Qiaoyu was so happy he nearly jumped up.

Remembering that children should go to bed early, Qiao Jing soon took Zhan Qiaoyu back to the room.

Zhan Qiaoyu was very attached to Qiao Jing, insisting on holding her arm as he slept, hanging on her like a little koala, incredibly cute.

From tto time, the little guy would tenderly call "Mommy" right by Qiao Jing's ear.

For sreason, every tQiao Jing heard him call her 'Mommy', her heart would feel immensely soft. Moreover, she had an inexplicable sense of closeness to this child.

These indefinable feelings stacked up, making it seem like the little guy truly had a blood connection with her! After a while, Qiao Jing thought Zhan Qiaoyu was asleep, worried he might catch a cold, and gently tucked him in.

Who knew, Zhan Qiaoyu suddenly opened his eyes, blinking at her, “Mommy, will you tella story?" "Story?" Qiao Jing paused for a moment, "A fairy tale?" Zhan Qiaoyu nodded repeatedly, "Yeah, other kids' mommies tell them bedtstories." Faced with the little guy's expectant gaze, Qiao Jing couldn't say no.

She thought for a moment and then softly said, "I'll tell you the story of the Three Little Pigs." "Okay, okay." Zhan Qiaoyu excitedly clapped his hands.

In fact, he usually read books about hackers and programming, not fairy tales, but he really wanted to hear Mommy tell him a bedtstory; it was so heartwarming! "Once upon a time, the pig mommy gave birth to three lovely little pigs..." Qiao Jing had just started the story when Zhan Qiaoyu was reminded of something very important.

His little face turned serious, and he looked at Qiao Jing without blinking, suddenly asking, “Have you ever had a baby before?" Qiao Jing was stunned but quickly understood that this little guy was asking to confirm whether she was his mommy.

Seeing Qiao Jing's prolonged silence, Zhan Qiaoyu furrowed his small brow and continued to ask, "Is your nreally this, has it never been changed?" Hearing the little guy's persistent questioning, Qiao Jing couldn't help but feel a bit of heartache.

She raised her hand to gently stroke his little face and said softly, "I know, you really want your mommy, but I'm really not your mommy, my ntruly is this." "Plus, I haven't even married, nor do I have a boyfriend, how could I have a baby?" Although she was not the biological daughter of the Qiao family, she could feel that they treated her like their own.

In Qiao Jing's heart, she had long considered herself the youngest daughter of Jiang Youyi-Qiao Jing.

Listening to Qiao Jing, Zhan Qiaoyu couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

But even after receiving so many negative answers, he still hadn't given up hope.

Because he still trusted his own feelings, he felt that the person in front of him had a high possibility of being his mommy! "It's getting late; sleep tight, kids who stay up won't grow tall." Qiao Jing enveloped Zhan Qiaoyu with her arm, gently patting his back.

In Qiao Jing's embrace, Zhan Qiaoyu looked up, eagerly saying, "The story hasn't finished."

Qiao Jing smiled, "Okay, I'll continue, the three little pigs grew up and pig mommy told them, you're grown up and can build your own houses.....” Listening to Qiao Jing's soft voice, Zhan Qiaoyu gradually drifted off to dreamland.

That night, he slept soundly and sweetly.

The next morning, after breakfast, while the others weren't paying attention, Zhan Qiaoyu sneakily made his way to the back garden.

He had a thought; maybe he could gather sclues from the other members of this house! In the garden, there was a maid trimming the flowers and watering them.

Zhan Qiaoyu dashed over with his little legs, giving the maid a sweet smile, "Sister, do you need help?" The maid knew he was the child the three young ladies brought back from outside yesterday.

Looking at his exquisite little face, the maid found him incredibly charming, her voice naturally softening, "Little one, sister doesn't need help, you can just watch from the side." "But I really want to help, I can help you with this." As he said this, Zhan Qiaoyu reached out his little hand and picked up the watering can beside him, tiptoeing to hand it to the maid.

The maid found him so cute and well-mannered; she liked him even more, accepting the watering can, she couldn't help but start chatting with him, "Little one, how old are you this year?" Zhan Qiaoyu held up "four" on his fingers, "I'm four years old." "So good-looking at four, what will happen when you grow up?" The maid couldn't help but muse.

Zhan Qiaoyu thought it was about tto get to the main point.

He tilted his head innocently, "Sister, can I ask you a question?" "Of course." The maid answered without hesitation.