Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife

Chapter 1089: Chapter 1090: Do You Have a Connection with the Child?

Cheng Su’s sudden outburst, not only startled the director and the other nuns, but also scared the child in her arms, who began to cry as well.

The cries were deafening, and the director and nuns were at a loss, instinctively stepping forward to take the child from Cheng Su. Cheng Su was acting too strangely, and for safety reasons, they couldn’t leave the child in her hands.

However, Cheng Su dodged them, holding the child tightly and kneeling on the ground, crying hard.

The nun’s face changed, her impatience showing, as she wanted to call someone over, but the director raised her hand and shook her head.

Cheng Su thought she wouldn’t have to suffer the fate of being abandoned in this life, but it was the same as in her previous life; she was abandoned, if not today, then on Qingming Day.

She was late!

Cheng Su’s heart was in agony. Why didn’t they want her, why not?

She was sure she had no hidden illnesses, so why wouldn’t they want her? Was it because she was a girl, born in a time with a heavy preference for boys?

The more Cheng Su thought about it, the sadder she became, and her cries grew louder.

And the child in her arms, as if sensing her mood, also cried with wide-open throat, almost to the point of choking.

"Girl, don’t cry anymore, you’re scaring the child!" the director gently patted Cheng Su’s shoulder.

Cheng Su lifted her head, saw the loving face of the director, and tears flooded down uncontrollably.

"There, there, don’t cry. First, let me have the child, okay? She’s crying until she’s nearly out of breath!" The director reached out her hand.

Cheng Su avoided it, sobbing, looking down at the child, tears falling like broken beads onto the child’s swaddling clothes.

It was her, it was her when she was a child!

Cheng Su leaned over, taking a deep sniff, taking quite a while to stop her tears.

She stood up with the child in her arms, looked again, and the child looked pitiful, wide-eyed staring at her, pouting her small mouth, looking very wronged.

Cheng Su’s heart ached once again, and she held the child a little tighter.

When her mood finally calmed down, the child was in the nun’s arms being fed milk, and Cheng Su watched intently.

"When we found this child, she was at our orphanage’s door, and no one knows who abandoned her. We’ve checked, and she’s healthy and growing well," the director said, sitting beside Cheng Su. "When she was abandoned, there was no identifying information, only her birth date, it’s truly pitiful."

Just like in her past life, Cheng Su’s tears flowed down again.

The director noticed the wedding ring on Cheng Su’s finger, "You’re married, aren’t you?" After hesitating, she asked, "Do you have some connection with this child?"

There was no time for her to think further, as Cheng Su sat weeping at their doorstep and hugged her when she saw her.

Now, seeing the child, it was like seeing her own fate, how could she not think more?

Could it be that she’s the one who abandoned the child? Is she regretting now and wants to take her back?

Many people are like that, heartlessly abandoning the child, only to regret it later and take them back.

So, in her view, Cheng Su was one of those people.

Seeing the director’s doubtful and disapproving expression, Cheng Su knew she had misunderstood and said, "Director, I am married, but I’m not this child’s parent."

The director looked at her, waiting for her to continue.

If not her parent, then why is she so agitated?

Cheng Su forced a bitter smile and said, "Seeing her just reminds me of when I was a child, I was also abandoned like this. If I hadn’t met a good director, I probably wouldn’t have survived. It’s just that I empathize with her; she is just like me."