<h4>Chapter 2513: Baby Chu (2)</h4>


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    Coincidentally, the local chief of police and the vige head were cousins, so as one thing led to another, she was able to enter the police force despite her not having any formal training. The ie might not be generous, but her days did get better.


    The policewoman continued speaking. “Now, I look upon my past lightly. It doesn’t matter even if I don’t have any recollection of it; perhaps it’s some bad memories best left forgotten. The doctor did say that it may also be selective amnesia. My instinct didn’t want those memories, so my brain chose to erase them temporarily. That’s why I prefer to go with the flow for now.”


    Meng Qingxue’s heart was in turmoil after hearing the policewoman’s story. In some ways, she was actually envious of thetter.


    If possible, she would also like to lose those memories, which she did not want to recall.


    Bits and pieces of her childhood and every interaction with Mu Yancheng did bring some joy and happiness, but more often than not, they brought her sadness, pain, and resignation...


    After half an hour’s ride, they arrived at Chu He’s home.


    Located inside the vige, it was a rather ordinary-looking, single-family household. The house was not big and seemed refurbished, but the decoration inside looked new, which suggested that it was renovated not long ago. All in all, it was not as shabby as she imagined while on the way to the ce.


    The home—with its pristine white walls, tiled floor, and furnishings—though simple-looking, very much gave a sense of belonging. One could see that Chu He was probably a woman who knew how to live a good life.


    Meng Qingxue was following the policewoman into the house when they heard a flurry of footsteps in the hallway. Judging from the sounds, a five- or six-year-old was skipping down the stairs. Pretty soon, a clean-lookingd appeared before her eyes.


    She was caught off guard at the sight of the boy. He was simply too beautiful to be true!


    The snowy-white skin, pair of distinctive, sparkling eyes and delicate, childlike featuresplemented his lovely contours; his eyebrows were especially tantalizing.


    His outfit was simple and in, much like any other kids in the vige. He wore a thick, cotton jacket and had sneakers on his feet, which twinkled as he walked; all in all, his ensemble entuated his cuteness further.


    “Mommy!” cried the littled in excitement as he pounced on her and clung onto her arms.


    His mother gently chided him with some remorse, “You should slow down when you take the stairs. It’ll be terrible if you identally trip on your feet.”


    As the pregnant woman watched the loving scene between the mother-son pair, warmth filled her heart.


    In the presence of her son, the policewoman was unlike the image she had disyed earlier. This was not the righteous and stern Chu He when she disciplined the two punks or the cool policewoman when she was in a uniform; rather, she was radiating the soft glow of a mother.


    “Have you been good at home?”


    “Yes! I’ve been very good; I went to bed early and didn’t watch any TV programs at all!”


    The boy replied seriously in his babyish tone; his innocent, borate reply very much indicated otherwise.


    After all, how could he possibly be wearing his sports shoes if he had gone to bed early? He must have been watching TV all along!


    The simplicity of this littled made the adults be torn between crying andughing.


    His mother, though, did not expose his white lie. Instead, she scraped the tip of his nose and told him off yfully, “Why did youe down when you’re already asleep? Did mommy wake you up?”


    “I have toe down and greet you when you’re back from work, of course!”