The wet wipe became dirty, and her face became clean.
Di Mingjue recognized Jiang Ziyu as the woman from years ago based on just half of her face. Were the children in the next room his children?
Everything seemed to have an answer. Why Qianqian treated Jiang Ziyu as her own mother from the first day, and why the boy in the next room was a match for his kidney.
Di Mingjue found it amusing. He had arranged for people to find her through various means, but they had searched fruitlessly. He never expected that the person he yearned for day and night was right beside him.
It turned out that the person he had feelings for all along was the same one. He no longer needed to worry about how Jiang Ziyu would be handled once Qianqian's birth mother returned.
Di Mingjue picked up the quilt on the bed and gently covered Jiang Ziyu's back. Then, he silently moved to the adjacent hospital room.
Looking at the miniature version of himself, Di Mingjue's eyes immediately welled up. How difficult must her life have been, raising a sick child as a single woman?
No, he wouldn't let go!
The next day, Jiang Ziyu opened her eyes to find Di Mingjue gone from the hospital bed. Realizing something, she turned and ran to the next room.
Di Mingjue had somehow ended up in Yuze's bed, embracing each other under a small quilt.
He…
Jiang Ziyu turned and saw her face in the mirror. In panic, she covered the half of her face that had been altered, recalling everything from the previous night.
As far as she remembered, she hadn't removed her makeup. So how had the spots on her face disappeared?
Di Mingjue propped his head on his hand, looking at Jiang Ziyu with an ambiguous expression.
"Why did you come here?" Jiang Ziyu asked, looking at Di Mingjue through the mirror, instinctively covering her face with her hand.
Little did she know that this was all his doing.
"Explain yourself," Di Mingjue said, looking at Yuze beside him.
No matter how fabricated Jiang Ziyu's explanation might be, it couldn't change the fact that their appearances were molded from the same mold.
Jiang Ziyu realized that he already knew the truth.
"That's right, he is Qianqian's twin brother," Jiang Ziyu admitted.
She lowered her hand, facing Di Mingjue with her true appearance. Since he already knew, any further concealment was futile.
She surmised that he had been suspicious from early on and had taken Yuze's hair for a DNA test.
Di Mingjue got out of bed. Instead of being angry, he excitedly pulled Jiang Ziyu into a hug. "Do you know? I've been looking for you for so long. After you sent Qianqian to the Di mansion and left, I arranged for Shen Lin to search for your whereabouts. But there were no results all these years. I never expected fate to play a joke on me and bring you back to my side."
Jiang Ziyu ruthlessly pushed away his embrace. "It's impossible between us."
Not only was Lu Sisi, who was scheming, between them, but there was also Di Jianhan, who wanted her gone. Even if they were together, their daily lives would be chaotic.
Jiang Ziyu refused Di Mingjue's touch and reiterated, "I will take Yuze away as soon as possible. Pretend you know nothing about this, and live well with Qianqian."
"No," Di Mingjue's face fell. "You can't take him away, and I won't let you leave either. I know what you're worried about. Don't worry, I will overcome all difficulties and ensure that you and the children are not wronged or harmed in any way."
"I believe you, but I don't want to," Jiang Ziyu still refused him. "Mingjue, we are adults. Romantic feelings are not the most important thing to me. I don't want to become neurotic over these matters every day. Let me go, and let yourself go. Let go of this obsession of these years."
Let go?
Easier said than done. Moreover, he had never considered letting go.
He had been searching all these years, and when he discovered that Jiang Ziyu was the woman from back then, one could imagine how happy and excited he was.