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nWould Song Yujin feel like a temporary guest staying here? As Song Ci thought about it, her smile faded. Perhaps it would be better if Lu Suo did not address her as his mother. However, it was too late to change that. Furthermore, this was Lu Gan’s idea. If she declined, she would waste his good intentions.

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nSong Ci filled Song Yujin’s plate with food. The latter thanked her and ate quietly.

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nSuddenly, a question came into Song Ci’s mind. What if she adopted Song Yujin? This way, he could also refer to her as mother and Lu Gan as his father. The original Song Ci and Song Yujin were siblings, but she was technically an outsider. Moreover, they had a huge age gap. It would not be weird for her to be his mother. This way, they could be a family of four in a traditional sense.

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nSong Yujin noticed that Song Ci was staring at him. He asked in a puzzled tone, “What’s wrong?”

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n“Nothing.”

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nSong Ci would definitely have to discuss such a matter with Song Yujin first.

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nAfter dinner, Song Ci helped Song Yujin to take a bath. At the same time, she looked at his expression. The little boy was as calm as ever. There was no sadness or disappointment in his eyes. Lu Suo calling her mother did not seem to affect him at all.

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nThis sight made Song Ci speechless. Song Yujin was a tolerant person. Even if he disliked something, he might not voice it out.

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n“What’s wrong?”

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nSong Yujin asked again.

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nSong Ci stared at him. After a long while, she said, “Little Suo called me mom today. Do you feel uncomfortable?”

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nSong Yujin shook his head.

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n“You’re married to his father. Isn’t this normal?”

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nSong Ci was a little nervous when she asked, “Would you like to call me mom too?”

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nHer heart began pounding rapidly.

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nOn the other hand, Song Yujin remained calm.

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n“You’re my sister.”

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nSong Ci tried to explain, “I know, but your brother-in-law isn’t Little Suo’s actual father either. If I adopt you, you can also call us mom and dad…”

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nSong Yujin looked at her but did not say anything.

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nSong Ci was afraid that Song Yujin would be upset by this topic, so she quickly said, “You don’t have to worry too much about it. I was just worried that you’ll feel left out. Actually, it doesn’t matter what you call me. We’re still a family.”

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nSong Yujin listened to her words with a serious look in his eyes.

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nSong Ci was a little confused.

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n“What’s wrong?”

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nShe felt that he was unhappy.

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nSong Yujin stayed silent for a long time. Finally, he looked at Song Ci again and said, “I don’t have a father. I’ve never met him, so I don’t really understand.”

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nIt took a while for Song Ci to understand what he meant. Based on the novel, Kong Chuyun’s second marriage was only to introduce Song Yujin. There were no further details or background regarding his family. All she knew was that Song Yujin had a tragic childhood. His father was unknown and his mother had died young. To top it off, his half-sister abused him in various ways. As a result, his personality was twisted and he became withdrawn.

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nSong Ci said with a smile, “I get it. It’s not like you detest us. Things are just really complicated. Your brother-in-law is suddenly becoming your father while your sister is going to be your mother. Almost anyone would have a hard time grasping this notion in their minds.”

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nSong Yujin nodded.

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nThere was a hint of guilt in his eyes. Even though Song Ci had been treating him really well, he did not know how to adapt in terms of being an actual family because his concept on this matter was so vague.

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nHe took a few glances at Song Ci, hoping that she was not angry.

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nSong Ci noticed and pinched his face.

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n“Are you peeping at me?”

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nSong Yujin felt even more guilty. If only he could act and respond like Lu Suo. After all, Song Ci had given him plenty of love. The little boy felt that he was really unlikeable. All he did was make Song Ci upset.

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nAfter hesitating for a long time, Song Yujin reached out and placed his hand on Song Ci’s head. In a low voice, he said slowly, “I’m sorry. It’s my fault. Don’t be angry. Be good.”

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