While listing the guests, Chu Ran suddenly tugged at Le Tong’s sleeve, "About Nuonuo..." Chu Ran stopped mid-sentence.
Le Tong understood what she ant and took over the conversation.
"Brother knows about it too. A few years ago, soone claid to be Nuonuo’s uncle, but that possibility was pretty much ruled out. Later, while Nuonuo was in college, she t soone who seed to know she was our adopted daughter, but that person only showed up once and never appeared again. All these years, no one else has provided any information related to her background."
Privately, Le Tong had thought about Nuonuo’s birth parents too.
Overall, her attitude towards this matter was quite conflicted. From an emotional perspective, it would be good if Nuonuo could find her birth parents. But from a rational standpoint, for parents who could abandon a month-old baby on a desolate beach, claiming they loved Nuonuo would be false. So she also feared that finding these parents might actually harm Nuonuo.
Ji Rui was always aware of Le Tong’s conflicted feelings, and now he patted her shoulder and said in a consulting tone, "Why don’t we ask Nuonuo what she thinks, see if she wants to find her parents? After all, they did give her life."
Le Tong lowered her head, deep in thought. Indeed, no matter how worried she was as a mother, the ultimate decision should rightly be left to Nuonuo.
Just at this mont, Ji Dabao ca down the stairs.
"Asleep?" Le Tong looked at her elder son.
"Yes, his head barely touched the pillow before he went out like a light."
After Dabao sat down, Le Tong spoke to him.
"Darling, regarding your wedding, we are both the bride’s and the groom’s family, which we don’t mind at all. We don’t care about others’ comnts. But your dad and I think we should perhaps ask for Nuonuo’s opinion—see if she wants us to help her find any trace or information about her birth parents."
Dabao was taken aback. The past few days of surprises had left him overwheld, leaving little room for other thoughts.
When Le Tong ntioned it, he rembered that a wedding is a significant event for both families, and although Nuonuo usually didn’t seem to have thoughts about her birth parents, this one-off significant occasion might stir a sense of regret about her unresolved background.
"I’ll ask her later. Ultimately, her opinion matters most."
If Nuonuo wanted to search, Dabao would exhaust all ans to help her; if she didn’t, he would never force her.
Returning ho that evening, after attending to everything, the two of them lay diagonally on the bed. Only then did Dabao broach the subject carefully with Nuonuo.
"Nuonuo, have you ever thought about finding your birth parents?" He gently stroked her long hair to reassure her, worried she’d overthink it.
Despite his careful approach, Nuonuo raised her head vigilantly, nervously asking, "Brother, is there so news online about my birth parents?"
Reports about him being the Crown Prince of the Ji Family and her being the adopted daughter had beco a sensation online by last night. Yet, as the person involved, Nuonuo seed to be the last to know. It wasn’t until she returned to the mansion today and Little Treasure asked her that she realized their relationship with the Ji Family had been thoroughly investigated online.
When Dabao spoke, her first reaction was to think soone might be exploiting her real background to create a scandal or trouble the Ji Family, hence her anxiety.
Dabao found this amusing but dared not show it. "Silly, how could I let such rumors spread online?"
Nuonuo stared at him intently, as if assessing the credibility of his words.
After a long pause, Nuonuo let out a deep breath.
"So, those reports about your identity and my background online were instigated by you?" Nuonuo faintly grasped the situation.
Dabao pinched her cheek with a smile, "Wifey, other than in bed, I can be quite capable in other ways too!"
Nuonuo’s face flushed imdiately, and she playfully punched his chest. "Don’t be a rogue!"
"It’s being a rogue with other won. With my wife, it’s fulfilling my duty!"
The two of them played around for a while until Nuonuo, evidently not as strong as before, was soon out of breath. Eventually, Dabao, holding the gradually calming Nuonuo, once more earnestly asked.
"Nuonuo, answer seriously!"
Nuonuo obediently kept her eyes on him, "Hmm."
"Do you miss your birth parents?"
Nuonuo stayed silent, so Dabao continued, "My friends and dad know a lot of people. We could try investigating, finding so clues."
Nuonuo lowered her gaze, staring blankly at her fingertips.
Dabao painfully wrapped his arm around her head, "I’m sorry..."
She always claid to be the Ji family’s biological daughter, so Dabao believed she had no thoughts of her birth parents.
But, in reality, who can really be completely indifferent?
"Brother, you don’t need to apologize. You haven’t done anything wrong. I know you all have my best interests at heart..."
"I..."
Nuonuo struggled to break free from Dabao’s embrace, lifted her head to interrupt him, "Brother, even though I don’t share daddy and mommy’s blood, I believe I am truly their daughter. I’ve never lacked family or anything else, and in many ways, I’ve received more than many other children. As for those who gave life, since they were heartless enough to abandon then, to them, I must have ceased to exist long ago, right?"
Nuonuo’s tone was as calm as if narrating soone else’s story.
"Hmm, I understand..." Dabao secretly sighed within, and silently embraced her once more.
...
The next morning, Nuonuo was gently awakened by Dabao’s kisses.
Feather-like kisses lightly graced her face and neck, "Baby... it’s ti to wake up..."
Nuonuo slightly opened her eyes, greeted by a mild morning hue, suggesting it was still pretty early.
"Brother... I want to sleep so more..."
Nuonuo tugged hard at the blanket, not willing to part from its warmth.
"Baby, be good. We have to go register today."
Dabao regarded the marriage registration as extrely significant. So, even though he felt for Nuonuo, he wasn’t about to relent.
Reluctantly, Nuonuo allowed Dabao to help her sit up, but her eyes refused to open.
With no other choice, Dabao carried her into the bathroom, letting her lean against him as he half-embraced her. He long-ard it to grab the toothbrush, squeezed the toothpaste, and filled a glass of warm water, placing them into her hands.
"Si Jun called early, saying your boss wants to see you. So after breakfast, I’ll have the driver take you back to Xinying. I’ll co over for lunch, and then we’ll go register in the afternoon."
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