On the day of the divorce, I became Qin Shao's darling.

When Qin Jiamo asked this question, his eyes were somewhat complicated, as if he was hiding something.

Lin Xiwei was too busy being nervous and shy to notice the changes in his expression.

When he asked her that, she avoided his gaze: "It's not a question of whether I'm afraid or not, I'm worried about causing you a bad influence."

What if some socialite or lady likes him and wants to pursue him or confess her feelings—but then finds out he has a girlfriend, wouldn't that be a waste of her time?

Qin Jiamo's expression remained calm. "Thank you for your concern, but it's not necessary."

"..." Lin Xiwei pursed her lips, unsure how to respond.

The room fell silent for a moment. Qin Jiamo seemed to have nothing more to say, but he didn't leave.

Lin Xiwei didn't understand what he meant, so she racked her brains to find a topic: "Um... let Junjun come back to sleep tonight. He has never been away from me since he was a child. I'm afraid he will wake up and cry at night, disturbing your rest."

"Can you take care of me at night?"

"It should be fine... After Professor Zhang set my bones just now, the pain has improved a lot."

Qin Jiamo replied unhurriedly, "Well, if we make a fuss tonight and let Professor Zhang work for nothing, he won't have time to come again tomorrow."

"..." Lin Xiwei glanced at him, her eyes speechless, but she didn't dare to retort.

She knew that although she was getting better, she wasn't strong enough to take care of the child at night.

She knew even better that the renowned experts were making a special trip for the Qin family.

She owed the Qin family another favor.

But Junjun can't not come back either; how can she let the two elderly people take care of her child day and night?

Even if the child is of Qin family blood, it wasn't someone else who caused her to get pregnant.

Moreover, the two elders still don't know the child's true identity.

"I'll sleep here tonight, with Junjun." Qin Jiamo was silent for a moment, then suddenly said something surprising.

Lin Xiwei froze for a second, as if the words hadn't registered at all. A second later, her eyes widened in shock as she looked at Qin Jiamo. "What did you say?"

"You heard me right, I said I'll sleep here tonight, with Junjun." Qin Jiamo repeated her words, nodding her chin toward another empty bed in the ward.

Lin Xiwei remained stunned.

God!

The dignified young master of the Qin family, with his noble status and high position, actually had to condescend to help her take care of her child, and even squeezed into the hospital bed looking aggrieved.

He was even in the same room as her!

The bed was just a step away from her!

Lin Xiwei's mind was buzzing, her eyes fixed on Qin Jiamo.

"What's with your reaction?" Qin Jiamo raised an eyebrow slightly. "Am I not good enough, or are you afraid?"

"I..." Lin Xiwei panicked, opening her mouth but unable to find the words.

This feeling is so ambiguous!

But if she were to say it, it would seem pretentious, or like she's overthinking things.

"Don't worry, I'm not a thug, and I'm not interested in patients."

Qin Jiamo assumed she was worried about the safety of a "lonely man and woman" in a room, so he arrogantly threw down a sentence and turned to leave.

Lin Xiwei relaxed, her mind screaming wildly.

What exactly does Qin Jiamo mean by this?!

Is it simply to take care of his nephew, or is he using the guise of taking care of his nephew to flirt with her?

But didn't he warn himself before not to overthink things?

He made sarcastic remarks several times, though he didn't say it explicitly, but the implication was that she couldn't have any other relationships before the divorce.

So what does it mean that he's now openly sharing a room with me and even sleeping there overnight?

Isn't he afraid of being misunderstood and ruining his reputation as Attorney Qin?

Lin Xiwei couldn't understand it, and she didn't dare to ask him directly.

Her phone suddenly rang, interrupting her thoughts.

She picked up the phone and saw it was Feng Zheqian.

Thinking about how she had been frequently taking leave during her internship, Lin Xiwei felt guilty for not being able to repay her senior's kindness and felt even more embarrassed not to answer his phone.

"Hey, Senior Brother Feng."

"Lin Xiwei, how are your injuries? Are you hospitalized or recuperating at home?" Feng Zheqian asked politely.

Lin Xiwei said, "My son is hospitalized at the Provincial Women and Children's Hospital. I also need to stay in bed for the next couple of days, so it's more convenient to take care of him if we stay together."

"Then who will take care of you? Your parents?"

Thinking that family scandals should not be aired in public, Lin Xiwei could only give a perfunctory reply.

"I'll come to the hospital to see you tomorrow morning."

After Feng Zheqian finished speaking, knowing that Lin Xiwei would refuse, he quickly explained, "This is not my personal opinion, it's departmental practice. When a colleague is sick and hospitalized, the leaders are expected to visit and offer their condolences."

"I see..." Lin Xiwei looked troubled, still wanting to refuse.

But she was afraid that if she refused too much, people would suspect that she was lying and faking an injury to get leave.

"Don't worry, it'll only take about ten minutes, it won't disturb you and your child's rest too much."

"Okay, thank you, Senior Brother Feng."

"You're welcome. You should get some rest."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Xiwei seemed lost in thought.

That day, after she pointed out Feng Zheqian's feelings to his face, she thought he would be angry, or even furious, and would make things difficult for her at work and give her a hard time.

To her surprise, not only did they not hold it against her, they also cared for her even more than before.

Since this senior colleague is of good character, has excellent work ability, and is also her superior, it is indeed inconvenient for her to draw a cold line.

In this world, it's always better to have more friends than more enemies.

Lin Xiwei ate dinner in her hospital bed.

A servant from the Qin family brought over dinner and meticulously prepared it for her.

She has never experienced being waited on before in all these years.

Deep in her heart, her gratitude towards the Qin family was like a never-ending river.

Not long after the meal, I heard my son's voice coming from outside the door.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she turned her head to see Qin Jiamo carrying her son over.

"Mommy, Uncle said you're injured and can't take care of me tonight. I'll sleep with Uncle tonight." Junjun put his arm around Qin Jiamo's neck, turned his head, and announced to his mother in a clear, childlike voice.

Lin Xiwei looked embarrassed. "Junjun, you sleep restlessly, it will disturb your uncle. You should sleep with your mother."

"I'm a restless sleeper, I kick Mommy, and it hurts her."

The little guy is so clever; he actually used his mother's words to shut her down.

Qin Jiamo replied indifferently, "Even a three-year-old knows more than you."

Lin Xiwei: "..."

Qin Jiamo put the little guy down and looked at Lin Xiwei, his handsome face showing some unease.

"Um... I have no experience taking care of children. Are there any precautions I should take when he's washing up?"

Lin Xiwei looked up at him, but before she could speak, Junjun interrupted, "Uncle, I know how to do it... You can just get me the water."

The little guy isn't tall enough to get hot water.

But I can do things like washing my face and brushing my teeth myself.

Qin Jiamo lowered her eyes to look at Junjun, took his hand, and said, "Let's go."

Junjun followed Qin Jiamo, not forgetting to turn to Lin Xiwei and tell her, "Mom, you should go to sleep. Don't worry about me."

Lin Xiwei smiled gently.

The two, one adult and one child, entered the bathroom, and soon their voices could be heard.

Listening to her son chattering away, Qin Jiaming occasionally responded in a low voice, his words revealing the love and care of an elder for a younger generation. Lin Xiwei suddenly had a strange feeling.

—It seems that Qin Jiamo is Junjun's biological father!

She was startled when the illusion flashed through her mind.

Lin Xiwei, Lin Xiwei, you really dare to dream!

People are only nice to Junjun because he's their younger brother. How can you take advantage of that and even want him to be Junjun's father?

However, Junjun really wants him to be his father.

If... just if, one day she really gets together with Qin Jiamo, then Junjun will naturally be his son.

But wouldn't it be against human ethics for a nephew to become a stepson?

Lin Xiwei kept telling herself not to let her mind wander, but she couldn't help but let her imagination run wild, even imagining a happy family of three in her mind.

Unfortunately, this daydream was interrupted by her son's sweet voice.

"Hey, Mom, you're still awake?" The little one, who had just finished washing up and was being carried out by Qin Jiamo, asked curiously when he saw his mother still staring blankly with wide eyes.

Lin Xiwei snapped back to reality, her gaze filled with guilt as she looked at them.

"No, not yet... Mom took a nap this afternoon, so I'm not sleepy now." Lin Xiwei didn't dare to look at Qin Jiamo and smiled as she responded to her son.

Qin Jiamo carried the clean little guy directly to the bed.

"Go to sleep now, don't catch a cold."

Junjun burrowed into bed, turned to Lin Xiwei and smiled, "Mom, Uncle promised to tell me a story later."

what?

Lin Xiwei's smile froze.

The dignified young master of the Qin family, the renowned lawyer Qin who can debate with a group of scholars in court, is actually going to tell a bedtime story to a three-year-old.

Qin Jiamo turned around, opened the door, and went out. Lin Xiwei quickly seized the opportunity to persuade her son.

"Sweetie, your uncle works very hard. Go to sleep now and don't let your uncle tell you stories."

"No, Uncle already agreed."

"I'll tell you when Mommy gets better."

"Mom speaks Mom's way, Uncle speaks Uncle's way, they're different."

"Junjun".

Lin Xiwei became slightly more serious.

But before she could convince her son, the ward door was pushed open again, and Qin Jiamo returned.

"You shouldn't get involved in what I promised the child."

The man walked in carrying a blanket and said in a low, indifferent voice.

"..." Lin Xiwei pursed her lips and remained silent.

Qin Jiamo spread out the blanket, took off only her trench coat, and lay down to sleep fully clothed, draping the blanket casually over her body.

Lin Xiwei frowned. "You sleep like this at night?"

"Then how are we supposed to sleep?"

"You're wearing clothes..." Wearing clothes must be uncomfortable, and you haven't washed up.

Of course, she couldn't say what came next.

Qin Jiamo looked down at herself. "Not wearing clothes? Are you going to sleep naked?"

"..." Lin Xiwei's face instantly burned, regretting her earlier outburst.

Qin Jiamo knew what she meant, and after lying down again, he casually explained, "I'll go back and wash up and change my clothes tomorrow morning."

He didn't stay overnight at the hospital, and there were no changes of clothes available here.

Besides, even if he did, he wouldn't possibly take a shower, dress scantily, and walk around in front of a woman he doesn't know very well.

So sleeping fully clothed tonight, going back to wash up and change clothes tomorrow morning, and then going to work is the most reasonable arrangement.

Junjun was still waiting for Qin Jiamo to tell a story, so Qin Jiamo ignored Lin Xiwei and searched her mind for fairy tales.

Fortunately, Attorney Qin was very knowledgeable. With his scattered memories and his ability to make things up on the spot, he quickly made up a few fairy tales to coax the little guy.

Junjun falls asleep quickly, and is quiet in less than ten minutes.

Qin Jiamo stopped speaking, raised her hand and pulled the blanket up to cover the child.

Lin Xiwei knew her son was asleep. She turned to Qin Jiamo, blinked her eyes, and said very sincerely, "Attorney Qin, thank you. I will always remember your kindness to us."

Qin Jiamo closed her eyes. "So what if I remember? Can you repay me?"

"..." Lin Xiwei pursed her lips, turned her head away angrily, "I won't give it back! Anyway, it was your own choice, I didn't force you."

"Why are you still nagging?" The man kept his eyes closed, his tone still calm.

Lin Xiwei was fuming.

If her son hadn't been asleep, and if she hadn't been unable to move around easily, she would have gotten up and kicked this person out!

How could someone have such an annoying mouth!

The ward was quiet, and soon Qin Jiamo seemed to have fallen asleep as well.

Lin Xiwei was lost in thought about all sorts of things and couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

In addition, it was the first time in her life that she had spent the night in the same room with a man she didn't know very well. This feeling was so strange that it made her unable to sleep.

But the physical pain had drained her of too much energy, and after suffering from insomnia until the early hours of the morning, she finally drifted off to sleep.

I was suddenly awakened by my son's humming sound.

Once a woman becomes a mother, she becomes a very light sleeper at night. She will wake up immediately at the slightest sound from her child.

She opened her eyes and turned her head, only to see that Qin Jiamo had also woken up.

Light streamed through the glass window of the ward door, making the room dimly lit, but you could still make out the general shape.

Their eyes met, and Qin Jiamo, seeing that she was awake, casually asked, "What happened to him?"

Lin Xiwei raised her head, trying to sit up, but Qin Jiamo interrupted her: "Don't move. Tell me what to do, I'll coax him."

"He might have been having fun during the day and was dreaming. Gently pat him and maybe take him to the toilet."

A three-year-old child sometimes needs to go to the toilet in the middle of the night to avoid bedwetting.

"Okay, you go to sleep, I'll take care of it."

Qin Jiamo got up and got out of bed, without even putting on her clothes, and picked up the sleeping little one.

Junjun didn't open his eyes, nestled on his shoulder, and quickly fell asleep again, no longer making a sound.

Qin Jiamo then carried him to the bathroom.

Soon, Lin Xiwei heard the sound of her son urinating.

Imagining Qin Jiamo's identity, taking her son to urinate in the middle of the night, a strange feeling welled up in her heart again.

After flushing the toilet, the bathroom door opened, and Qin Jiamo returned carrying the child.

"He's finished urinating," the man whispered.

"Um……"

Lin Xiwei responded softly, and inexplicably felt the urge to urinate as well.

But she didn't want to trouble Qin Jiamo, and she especially didn't want to go to the bathroom late at night.

Qin Jiamo heard that voice and wondered what it sounded like.

So she could only keep it to herself.

But the urge to urinate only intensifies the longer you hold it in, unless the problem is resolved.

Time became especially difficult to pass.

She could only pray in her heart that Qin Jiamo would fall asleep quickly, and then she got up as quietly as possible, opened the door and went out to find a bathroom to relieve herself.

She endured this agonizing wait for about half an hour, until she figured Qin Jiamo must have fallen asleep, and then she secretly prepared to get up.

But the hospital beds were all made of iron, and they creaked when you turned over.

She moved slightly, then froze in fright.

Then, with this stiffness, the pressure on the lower back returned, and pain struck.

She had no choice but to get up quietly again.

Just as she steadied herself and prepared to move, a voice suddenly came from the quiet, dark night: "What are you doing up here?"

Lin Xiwei was startled and turned around abruptly, looking very embarrassed. "Did I wake you up?"