Oh no! His rural wife is sweeter than a peach!

For Pei Cong, this was destined to be a difficult night.

He becomes restless and sleepless until the test results are delivered to him.

Perhaps good things come to those who wait; the appraisal report, which should have been available within six hours, has been repeatedly delayed.

One of the analytical instruments at the testing center suddenly malfunctioned. The engineers are working hard to repair it, and the testing report will be delivered to him as soon as the instrument is repaired.

After receiving the call, Pei Cong, who had been suppressing his emotions, could no longer help but let out a deep sigh.

Why did the instrument break down at this particular time?

Is God deliberately trying to punish him?

My heart still can't settle down.

It was already past 3 a.m.

He couldn't sleep, and there was no way for him to sleep. Lanling noticed that her husband wasn't in bed, so she got out of bed to look for him, puzzled.

Finally, I found him in the dimly lit living room, standing facing the floor-to-ceiling window, looking somber and lost in thought.

"Pei Cong?"

She called softly as she walked over, "Why aren't you sleeping? What are you thinking about standing here?"

"I couldn't sleep, so I came out to enjoy the scenery."

Pei Cong snapped out of his reverie, glanced at her, and then shifted his gaze to the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

They were on the twentieth floor of the hotel, and from there they could see most of the scenery in the southern part of the city.

However, as it approached midnight, apart from the lights of some neon signs flashing in the dark night sky, the whole world was quiet, and the sky and the ground in the distance seemed to merge into one line of darkness.

Lanling stood beside him, following his gaze.

"There's nothing much to see."

He wasn't interested in the scenery.

Pei Cong smiled faintly. He couldn't openly tell her how anxious he was at that moment, otherwise it would be bad to make her have too high expectations.

What if it really isn't?

The report hasn't arrived yet, so whether it's true or not, there's a 50/50 chance, right?

He reached out and wrapped his arm around her slender waist, pulling her close. Pei Cong said softly, "Lan Ling, have you ever thought about what our daughter will look like when she grows up?"

Lanling was taken aback, then looked at his handsome profile with a puzzled expression.

Pei Cong lowered his gaze to meet her eyes. "You must have thought about this countless times, right?"

Of course, a husband understands.

She gave a wry smile and admitted, "I have thought about it. I've spent many sleepless nights wondering what she would look like now? What kind of personality would she have? Is she doing well now?"

Her tone became somewhat distant, her eyes gazing absently at the dark, towering buildings ahead. "But the more I think about it, the more painful it becomes. Sometimes I don't dare to think about it, afraid that if I think too much, God will be even crueler to her."

"Yes, the more I think about it, the less I dare to think about it."

Pei Cong felt a deep resonance with her words.

"My dear wife, if the child hadn't been stolen and was still alive and well with us, along with Pei Luo, how happy we would be. Pei Luo would have a wonderful older sister, and his sister would have a little brother who would follow him around like a shadow. They would be bickering all the time, and we, along with our parents, could all be happy together."

Just imagining it makes the scene incredibly beautiful.

The mistake they made was that they weren't ruthless enough towards that woman, which led to one mistake after another.

However, that won't happen.

This will never happen again.

Now they just need to wait for the results, and their family can be reunited.

The arduous search for his son over the past twenty years can finally come to an end.

Yes.

Now we're just waiting for the result.

Just hearing his description of the scene made Lanling happy.

Isn't this what parents ask for?

"Let's go back to our room and sleep."

It was late at night, and it was almost morning. In order to have more energy for the day ahead, Pei Cong didn't say anything more and took his wife's hand to go back to their room to sleep.

"Bluebell, if my warning is correct, I have some very good news for you."

As he lay down on the bed, Pei Cong said this to her.

Lanling smiled at her husband's cryptic question. "What exciting good news?"

"Please wait patiently, I'm also checking."

"Alright, I'll wait."

...The lights went out, and the couple went back to sleep, their conversation ceasing.

Neither of them noticed that the door to the opposite room was opened a crack and then quietly closed.

Pei Luo stood behind the door, her eyes lowered, her expression inscrutable.

He heard all of his parents' conversation.

He just wanted to use the restroom, but he ended up overhearing their conversation.

Well, his feelings were complicated.

They thought that if the older sister hadn't been stolen, she would have gotten along so well with him, her younger brother.

But have they ever considered that if his sister were here, perhaps, perhaps, Pei Luo wouldn't exist?

The bitter smile on his lips was as deep as if he had swallowed a whole bottle of bitter melon.

His parents' beloved older sister—no matter how much he tries to please them, he can't compare to her.

His eyes looked even more forlorn.