The Overnight Chosen Wife: Darling, Kiss Me Deeper

By the time Xia Luna got back to Goldenwing Apartment, it was almost midnight. 

It was all thanks to Jiang Xingyu, that bastard. Once Madam Jiang let them have some time alone, he had clung to her adamantly, refusing to let her leave. It was only when she threatened to complain about him to his mother that he relented. 

Then, he insisted on dropping her off. Xia Luna knew it was only his excuse and what he really wanted was to know where she lived. Even then, she didn't care. He wouldn't gain a thing from that.

Once they arrived, he stubbornly clung to her again, talking about random things that were not even her business. 

By the time she was finally able to break away from him and enter the elevator, she was already so annoyed that she would have beaten him up if he was not so well trained. 

Letting out a sigh, she opened the door and entered the house, making as little noise as possible. 

The light in Cheng Yu's room was still on; she must be painting, so Xia Luna didn't go to bother her. 

Once in her room, she placed the painting on the bedside desk and went to the bathroom.

…

Cheng Yu had heard Xia Luna arrive even though the latter had crept in silently. 

She knew that Xia Luna would not go to talk to her in fear of distracting her. However, she was not even painting. She was only reading a novel. She had something to talk to Xia Luna about so she went over to her room. 

Once she opened the door, she could hear the sound of running water in the bathroom and guessed that Xia Luna was taking a shower. She sat on the bed to wait for her. 

She had not brought her phone with her so she idly looked around. That was when her eyes landed on the painting on the table. 

Her gaze narrowed. Wasn't that the painting that Jiang Xingyu had spent so much money and effort to buy? He was buying it as a gift to Xia Luna? But he did know that it would hurt her feelings, right? 

Cheng Yu was right. The painting hurt Xia Luna's feelings. Rather, it was not the painting itself but the concept of it that broke her heart. 

The subject of the painting was a woman holding two babies in her arms.

Their faces were all blank with no particular definition. Everyone who wanted to buy it just wanted it for its beauty and knew nothing about Li Yuming's true thoughts.

However,  Jiang Xingyu knew just as well as Xia Luna and Cheng Yu did that the woman in the paining was Li Yuming. The babies in her arms were obviously Li Lanni and Xia Luna. 

Considering their relationship right now, it should be a jab to Xia Luna's heart. 

But then again, that painting was the only place where Li Yuming still held her so lovingly. Even after all those years, it was the only place where she was that close to her mother. How could she not treasure it? 

Xia Luna left the bathroom thirty minutes later and was surprised to see Cheng Yu in her room. 

"So, how was your dinner?" Cheng Yu tried to lighten up the mood that was on the verge of getting solemn. 

Xia Luna shrugged and sat on the dressing table, turning on the jair dryer. "It was nice." She silently dried her hair, her silence stopping Cheng Yu from saying a word. 

"You have something to talk about?" She probbed. 

Cheng Yu could tell that there was something weighing Xia Luna's mind. It was probably one of the two things that had been bothering her for the past year: her family and her case. 

She knew that she shouldn't ask. Xia Luna wouldn't answer anyway. 

So she went straight to the point and talked about why she was here. "I was keeping watch on Li Xiyan…" she started. 

"That's so good of you. I forgot to do that." Xia Luna smiled. Cheng Yu was such a good friend. 

Cheng Yu looked uneasy. "Eer… for some reason, she suddenly rushed back to Lakeside City. I got someone to check and… she even forgot to get her things and check out of the hotel. She must be in such a hurry." 

Fear crept up Xia Luna's stomach. Apparently, she had the same thought as Cheng Yu. 

Wordlessly, she grabbed her laptop and turned it on, slamming the keyboard because it was taking a little long. 

She rapidly opened a software and tapped what looked like random keys on the keyboard. 

When she was done, a location showed up. 

She had gotten Li Xiyan's exact location but when it showed up, she felt her body go limp. 

"It can't be…" 

"Luna, maybe it's not what you think." Cheng Yu tried to calm her down. 

"How could it not be? If… if father's condition didn't…" she couldn't complete the statement. Xia Hanchen's condition couldn't worsen. He was already at his worst. If it worsened even at the slightest, they would no longer be talking about a living human but a corpse. 

"If that's not the case, why would Li Xiyan rush to the hospital so urgently? 

Why?" 

Tears gathered at the corners of her eyes. 

"All I wanted was for my family to reunite. Was that too selfish of me? Is that why fate did this?"

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The next morning. 

Li Lanni looked bright and happy as she made her way to the dining area for breakfast. 

"I baked a cake last night." Li Yuming said, bringing it to the table. 

Li Lanni frowned slightly as she studied her mother. "Are you okay, mum? You have dark circles." 

"Oh it's nothing. I didn't sleep early last night. I will catch up on sleep later." She said dismissively. 

Li Lanni could only nod. If her mother had something bothering her but didn't want to talk about it, there was nothing she could do about it. 

In actual fact, Li Yuming had just been restless the whole night. 

She was uneasy about something that she couldn't understand; except she knew that her mother's instinct was acting up. 

She found it strange. Everything was obviously going on well for Lanni. She looked radiant lately and, judging by the frequency by which she had been disappearing with Ji Xiehan, their relationship must be blossoming. 

What, then, was this uneasy feeling about her child being sad?