Chapter 2004: 2004

Shen Manting smiled awkwardly and uttered, “Mrs . He…”

That familiar voice…

Mrs . He stared at Shen Manting incredulously for a long time and stuttered, “Come in, Miss . ”

“Miss”…

That title sounded grating to her ears!

Shen Manting didn’t know what to feel at the moment . She bit her lip and followed Shen Luo’an inside .

Aunt Zhang was cradling the infant and coaxing him gently . She was surprised to see Mrs . He walk in with an unknown woman trailing behind Shen Luo’an . She asked casually, “Who is this?”

“The child’s mother,” Shen Luo’an answered in a low voice . His tone was rather dismissive .

Aunt Zhang’s eyelid twitched . She couldn’t help taking a second glance at Shen Manting .

Wasn’t the child’s mother dead?

How could she be dead when she, a living, breathing woman, was standing right before their very eyes?

But she did not dare to wonder aloud . All she did was nod politely in greeting .

Shen Luo’an walked over to her and picked up the infant .

The infant had evidently been crying . His round, dark eyes were moist with tears and a long eyelash was stuck to his eye .

Shen Luo’an noticed it and tried to remove it .

Shen Manting couldn’t help commenting, “He’s grown so much . ”

“Indeed,” Shen Luo’an replied and glanced at her coolly . “If you were to be so heartless as to delay visiting him, he would have grown much more by the time you decide to come and see him . ”

He said it plainly and candidly, but his words made Shen Manting’s cheeks burn .

Mrs . He and the servant were looking at her, yet he didn’t even spare her the slightest bit of dignity .

Shen Manting reached out for the infant in silence . Her cheeks were tinged with a faint crimson hue . She gazed down at the infant’s small, tender face .

He looked adorable .

He was at least two or three times heavier than he was two months ago .

He didn’t look like a three-month-old infant at all . If someone told her that he was four or five months old, she would have believed it .

Shen Manting smiled as she caressed the infant’s delicate face fondly .

“Take a seat . Aren’t you tired of standing?” Shen Luo’an sat down on the sofa and commanded, “Prepare a bottle of milk, Aunt Zhang . ”

“Coming right up!” Aunt Zhang obeyed and walked away hastily, pulling Mrs . He along with her .

“What’s happening?” asked Aunt Zhang .

Mrs . He glanced around and whispered, “Just do your work . We’re in no position to poke our noses into our master’s private affairs . Anyway, that woman is the infant’s mother . ”

“His biological mother?”

“Who else?”

“But why did Master claim she’s dead? She’s alive and well . She looks beautiful . ”

Mrs . He turned to cast a quick glance at the living room and said, “Well, it’s a long and complicated story . Go and prepare the milk and I’ll make some tea . ”

She refused to reveal any more details . Aunt Zhang was annoyed by Mrs . He’s tight-lipped secrecy and murmured, “The couple must have ended up in a quarrel . Who could stand Master’s bad temper?”

“Mind your own business!”

Mrs . He couldn’t stand her . She made some tea and headed out .

Shen Luo’an and Shen Manting were sitting on the sofa across from each other .

Shen Manting was holding her baby in her arms, smiling contentedly .

The infant seemed to recognize her well . He broke into a grin, his pink, tender gums showing . He was almost drooling .

When Mrs . He saw this scene, she couldn’t help thinking to herself: She’s indeed the infant’s real mother . No matter how hard they tried to pacify him, he had never grinned this joyfully!

She served the tea and said, “Master, Miss, have some tea . ”