novelraw Chapter 332 Between Love and Not Love (9)
Chapter 332 Between Love and Not Love (9)
It’s strange, really. The deep night, which was originally difficult to fall asleep in, became peaceful and extraordinarily warm just because of his embrace.The sound of their even breathing gradually filled the room, harmonious and tranquil.
The next morning, at the break of dawn.
The morning sun shone through the curtains that weren’t fully drawn, enveloping the two of them and emitting a faint warmth.
Fu Nancheng frowned as he opened his eyes and glanced at the clock on the wall, slightly taken aback.
He had actually slept through the night.
He had planned to leave after she fell asleep...
He looked at the woman still sleeping soundly in his arms and felt a bit lost.
She seemed to feel hot in her sleep, her small face flushed, her hair sticking to her face, and a thin layer of sweat breaking out on her forehead.
He reached out to gently adjust her hair, a touch of complexity in his eyes, yet unconsciously softening.
After watching her for a while, he was about to get up.
He had a meeting scheduled today with the person in charge of the acquisition of the Red Star Orphanage.
When the Red Star Orphanage was acquired back then, the former director and children lost contact long ago, and since the children who left the orphanage often changed their names, it became incredibly difficult to trace them.
So for now, he could only contact the person in charge from back then to see if there were any leads.
But as soon as he moved, she furrowed her brow a bit.
She was pressing on one of his arms, her whole body curled up in his embrace.
Fu Nancheng’s movements became gentler, pausing for a moment, remaining still.
It wasn’t until over an hour later that Qiao Mo quietly awoke, frowning slightly, and feeling the warm embrace behind her, her mood improved a bit.
He drew closer from behind and whispered, "Xiao Mo."
"Hmm?"
"Do you... remember your name when you were at the orphanage?"
Qiao Mo was slightly stunned, never really having thought about this question.
Ever since she woke up at sixteen, everyone had been calling her Qiao Mo.
She thought carefully, shook her head lightly, "I don’t remember."
Fu Nancheng was silent for a moment, his gaze falling once again on her back, fingers lightly resting an inch below her shoulder blade, lowering his gaze without speaking.
After they had breakfast together, he went to the study.
Qiao Mo sat by the window, recalling his previous question, a trace of doubt rising in her heart, faintly sensing that he seemed to be suspecting something...
But... suspecting what?
Why ask about her former name...
All morning, Fu Nancheng stayed in the study and didn’t come out.
Qiao Mo didn’t disturb him either until lunchtime, noticing he still showed no intention of coming out.
That’s when she walked to the door of the study.
The door to the study was not closed, leaving a small gap. Just as Qiao Mo raised her hand, intending to knock, she heard voices coming from inside.
"Nancheng, are you sure she has a birthmark on her back?" Qin Zhaoran spoke in a gentle voice.
Fu Nancheng lowered his gaze, "Yes."
Qiao Mo’s hand paused for a moment, birthmark?
So... was he looking for the so-called birthmark on her back when he tore her dress that day...
"Third brother, the person in charge of the acquisition of the Red Star Orphanage said it was too long ago, he doesn’t remember, and the children in the orphanage back then were so young, there were many he had never even seen."
It sounded like Yan Jiu’s voice, probably coming from a video call.
"Can the director from back then be contacted?" Fu Nancheng asked in a deep voice.
"We haven’t found anything for now, only a name. But strangely, it’s as if this living, breathing person just disappeared," Yan Jiu frowned as well.