After returning home with the child, her ex-husband knelt down and gently coaxed her.

At night, the grand lights shone in the second-floor master bedroom of Cheng Mansion. Han Yun, dressed in a navy blue silk nightgown, sat in front of the vanity mirror applying skincare products. On the table next to her was the bird's nest soup that Cao Han had brought over a few minutes earlier for bedtime.

She saw the bird's nest soup, glanced at Cheng Shao who was sitting on the sofa reading a medical magazine, and asked, "Old Cheng, do you remember our housekeeper Cao Han had a daughter?"

"I remember." Cheng Shao, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses perched on his high-bridged nose, flipped through the latest medical news in a magazine without looking up. "Wasn't he born on the same day as our Wanwan?"

He still remembered this incident quite well. When Han Yun was hospitalized and about to give birth, Cao Han suddenly went into premature labor and was also admitted to the hospital.

Han Yun suffered a sudden hemorrhage on the night she gave birth to her daughter. She was a rare blood donor, and the situation was extremely urgent. Fortunately, Cheng Shao had arranged for the hospital to mobilize blood resources in advance before the delivery, which enabled her to receive a timely transfusion and stabilize her vital signs.

However, Han Yun remained unconscious for several days before waking up. During those days, Cheng Shao stayed at the hospital to take care of her, doing everything himself. He didn't even have time to look at the children, his eyes were only on Han Yun.

When Han Yun woke up, Cheng Shao learned that his nanny had also given birth to a daughter, around the same time as Han Yun.

However, Cao Han had a miscarriage, so the baby was born prematurely and had to be delivered via cesarean section.

Cheng Shao remembers this very clearly and feels that the two children are quite destined for each other.

"Yes, that's the child."

Han Yun turned to look at him. "Do you know where her daughter is now?"

Cheng Shao clearly didn't care. "Why are you asking about this?"

Han Yun sat down next to him, snatched the magazine from his hand, and said with a serious expression, "Cao Han's daughter is An Ning, the An Ning who stole our daughter's fiancé. Do you care about that now?"

Cheng Shao paused, then frowned. "An Ning?"

"It's her! Wanwan told me this. Anning came to our house looking for Cao Han, and Wanwan accidentally overheard their conversation."

Han Yun lowered her voice, "An Ning is Cao Han's daughter. Cao Han abandoned An Ning in Dianhai, a place so far away, not long after she was born. But by some twist of fate, An Ning was raised by her current adoptive parents in the An family and has come to find Cao Han to recognize her."

At this point, she wondered, "But every time Cao Han talks about her daughter, she says her daughter is in her hometown. Why would she lie?"

Hearing this, Cheng Shao frowned. "Is she afraid we'll find out she abandoned her daughter? But why would she abandon her own daughter? If she feels she can't afford to raise her, then there's no need for that. She's worked for our family her whole life, and we've never treated her badly. It's not like our Cheng family can't afford to raise another daughter."

"That's the strange thing," Han Yun said hurriedly. "She came back from her hometown after giving birth and finishing her postpartum confinement. I told her to rest more and not to rush back to work, but she didn't want to. At that time, I wondered if she was under too much financial pressure."

She added, "But before she gave birth, I told her that if she wanted, she could bring the baby with her after giving birth and live with the Cheng family, just to keep Wanwan company. We wouldn't have to worry about her schooling; she could go to the same school as Wanwan, and we could cover the tuition and living expenses. But she refused, gave birth, and then abandoned the baby. Why do you think that is?"

Cheng Shao pondered for a moment, then looked at Han Yun's thoughtful expression and said, "Alright, let's not pry into other people's private affairs. Why are you worrying about these things?"

"I just find it unbelievable. What kind of mother would abandon her own child? It's not like she can't afford to raise him."

Han Yun sighed, "My own daughter is a piece of my flesh, how can I be so heartless as to abandon her, especially since she's so young."

Even if she disliked Anning now, she still felt that Anning was quite pitiful when she was abandoned by her birth mother.

"What a coincidence, it just so happens to be An Ning, west Yan's ex-wife! She and west Yan have an ambiguous relationship now, what are we going to do with our daughter!" Han Yun said with displeasure. "Isn't this a tragic fate?"

"peaceful?"

Cheng Shao pondered for a moment, his eyes behind his glasses darkening slightly. An Ning was Cao Han's daughter, abandoned by her shortly after birth...

Yes, how could any mother bear to abandon her newborn child?

Cheng Shao frowned deeply. Born on the same day, they were lost...

He suddenly remembered his meeting with An Ning, the sense of familiarity he felt about her, and the small mole on the inside of her wrist...

The business world is like a battlefield, full of countless schemes and plots. It was this businessman's mindset that made Cheng Shao suddenly pause, and a not-so-good conspiracy theory popped into his head.

He looked up from behind his glasses and asked Han Yun, "Do you know what special features our daughter had when she was born?"

"Wanwan?" Han Yun didn't know why he suddenly asked that. After thinking for a moment, she said, "She has a black mole under her armpit, about a quarter the size of a fingernail, and—"

"No, this was discovered the day after tomorrow," Cheng Shao asked seriously. "I mean the day she was born, at that very moment."

Han Yun thought for a few seconds, then shook her head. "I was in a daze at the time. I just heard the baby cry twice and then the nurse took him away."

Thinking of this, Cheng Shao's expression turned somewhat strange.

That night, his eyes were filled with Han Yun. When the baby was born, he only heard one sentence, "It's a girl." He just glanced at her casually and then let the nurse take her away to the incubator for observation.

When I took the child back into my arms, almost a week had passed.

So, in fact, neither of them had a close look at their child when he was born.

The thought struck Cheng Shao, who was suddenly startled, and cold sweat almost dripped down his forehead.

Han Yun is right; no biological mother would abandon her newborn child.

What if they aren't biologically related?