Chapter 1203: Chapter 1203 Your Son Has Not Died

“Sure, Mommy is here!” Xu Chaomu said with a smile.

Under the candlelight, Xu Chaomu appeared gentle, no longer the little girl she once was, but now resembled a loving mother.

She shared all her tenderness with Xiaobao, and apart from sometimes being a bit ungrateful, he was very clingy to Xu Chaomu.

Sometimes, when Xu Chaomu felt unhappy, the little guy would cheer her up, being especially clever.

The candle flames flickered, and Xu Chaomu watched the dancing light, a smile curving at the corners of her lips.

Yet, her smile couldn’t hide the melancholy in her eyes, a sadness as prolonged and steady as spring rain…

“Baby, how about we go to bed after finishing the cake? It’s getting cold, and you mustn’t catch a cold again,” Xu Chaomu coaxed.

Last time Xiaobao had a fever, it had really scared her.

“Mommy…” was all Xiaobao could call.

“There, there, I know you love Mommy,” Xu Chaomu laughed.

She kissed Xiaobao and blew out the candles on the table.

Just when the candles were snuffed out, her phone rang.

Who could be calling at this hour? Did someone else remember Xiaobao’s birthday?

She picked up her phone and saw it was Xiao Mo.

“Xiao Mo.”

“Chaomu, I’m not sure if my call is too late, but today is Xiaobao’s birthday, right?” Xiao Mo said.

“Not too late, just on time,” Xu Chaomu replied with a smile, “I was just about to feed him some cake.”

“Just… you and him?”

“Yes, just the two of us, mother and son.”

“Xiaobao there? I wish him a happy birthday,” Xiao Mo laughed.

“Right here, next to me,” Xu Chaomu held the phone to Xiaobao’s ear and whispered, “Xiaobao, Uncle Xiao Mo is talking to you.”

“Yiyaya…” Xiaobao clapped his hands happily.

Hearing Xiaobao’s voice, Xiao Mo laughed, his joy evident, “Xiaobao, don’t you remember Uncle Xiao Mo? Are you having a fun birthday?”

“Xiaobao, say ‘uncle,’ ‘uncle,'” Xu Chaomu coached him.

Xiaobao was bewildered at first, but after Xu Chaomu reminded him a few more times, he caught on and shouted into the phone, “Uncle, uncle.”

“So obedient,” Xiao Mo laughed, “He’s talking now.”

Xu Chaomu then took the phone back, laughing, “Yeah, he talks now, very clever. Learns quickly once taught.”

“Um… your son is certainly clever.”

“That he is,” Xu Chaomu said proudly, “Not only does he talk, but he also stacks blocks and recognizes pictures from books. Very smart.”

“Turn on the video, I want to see him.”

“Sure, I’ll start the video. Take a look at Xiaobao, he’s gotten plumper.”

As she spoke, Xu Chaomu turned on the camera and aimed it at Xiaobao.

Xiaobao was curious. What was this device, and why was there another baby inside it that looked just like him, mimicking his actions?

Yet, he also saw Uncle Xiao Mo!

Although children don’t retain much memory, Xiaobao could still recognize people and clearly remembered Xiao Mo.

Xiaobao reached out his hand towards Xiao Mo, wanting to grab him.

Xiao Mo took a look and indeed, Xiaobao had gotten plumper and much fairer.

“Chaomu, you’ve raised Xiaobao so plump and cute.”

“Yes, I’ve been saving money to buy him food. If he wasn’t plump and fair, I would feel like I’m letting myself down.”

Xiao Mo also noticed Xu Chaomu, who had lost weight.

“Don’t be too hard on yourself, if you need anything just tell me. You were already thin, if you keep losing weight, I’ll have to act as a mediator and persuade you to go back to him.”

“No,” Xu Chaomu refused, “don’t speak for him. I’ve said it before, I won’t go back to him.”

“What if… Xiaobao is your biological son, would you still not go back with him?” Xiao Mo paused, then spoke.

Xiao Mo wasn’t joking at all, and Xu Chaomu was stunned, “What… did you say?”

“Chaomu, there’s a surprise I’ve never told you about because I couldn’t find the right opportunity,” said Xiao Mo, “Your son didn’t die; Xiaobao right here is your son.”

“Xiao Mo… are you joking with me?” Xu Chaomu was dumbfounded, unable to regain her senses for a long time.

She stared at the screen, feeling as if she had been struck by electricity, lost in a daze!

She looked into Xiao Mo’s eyes, disbelieving, yet Xiao Mo’s expression was so serious!

For a moment, her heart was a mix of conflicting emotions–her son wasn’t dead?! Was this true?!

Excitement, confusion, surprise… all surged to her heart!

“Xiao, Xiao Mo… are, are you joking with me?” Xu Chaomu stuttered, overwhelmed with astonishment.

She widened her eyes, struck by disbelief–had Xiao Mo lost his mind?

How could her son still be alive, when there was a doctor’s death certificate, and Shen Chi had told her the same!

Xiao Mo’s lips curved slightly, “I’m not joking with you; this is true. Remember how I arranged for a medical check for you and Xiaobao a while ago? Actually, I had someone do a paternity test with your and Xiaobao’s blood without telling you.”

“Xiaobao?” Xu Chaomu was even more perplexed–Xiaobao, Xiaobao, Xiaobao…

She couldn’t grasp the full implication yet, her mind still in a whirl.

She ruffled her hair, feeling overwhelmed.

She gazed at Xiao Mo, still in disbelief.

“Yes, it’s Xiaobao,” Xiao Mo said more calmly, “He is your biological son, born prematurely at seven months, but he is indeed your own flesh and blood.”

“I… you…” Xu Chaomu was at a loss for words, completely dumbfounded.

Under the lights, Xu Chaomu looked bewildered, while her heart was thumping wildly–everything was too sudden, and she was utterly unprepared.

“Chaomu, calm down and listen to me, don’t get too excited,” Xiao Mo smiled.

He saw the joy on Xu Chaomu’s face, but more than that, surprise.

This news would provoke such a reaction from anyone; it was beyond belief.

Had he not noticed certain clues initially, he would have thought Xu Chaomu’s child was long dead too.

Fortunately, he not only found her child but also rescued him from Bai Man’s grasp, safely returning him to her arms, where they were together.

Thinking of all this, he felt rather content.

It might seem trivial, but being able to do something for her brought him much reassurance.

Xiao Mo knew Xu Chaomu wouldn’t be calm at the moment, so he quietly explained everything.

From the time Shen Chi asked him to find the killer, to discovering Bai Man’s suspicious traces, to finding Xiaobao in the orphanage, and rescuing Xiaobao from several demons in a heavy rain…

He spoke slowly, giving Xu Chaomu time to process it all.

Throughout the process, he remained calm, narrating as if telling a story.

Nearly a year had passed since these events, and Xiaobao had been with Xu Chaomu for almost a year.