It had been more than ten days since they became friends.
She had returned to Italy. On the day she left, he sent her to the airport and Fu Cheng flew over personally to pick her up.
The two of them looked quite compatible standing together.
He tried to convince himself to relax and give her his blessings.
But he could not make himself happy.
His mood was extremely heavy and depressed every day.
His heart felt empty, like it was missing a piece.
Before he met her, he had liked other women as well. However, he did not think that he loved her deeply because he would not let women affect his emotions.
He liked the feeling of controlling everything.
But this time, he felt like he had lost everything!
On the day she took her wedding photos with Fu Cheng, he had secretly gone over to take a look.
He stood at an inconspicuous place in the park and looked at her leaning into Fu Cheng’s arms with a bright smile. Fu Cheng held her waist and looked at her affectionately.
She looked very beautiful in the wedding dress, but he could only look at her from afar.
He did not even dare to go forward to greet her. He was afraid that if he lost control, he would ruin that pure and sacred wedding dress!
He was still very busy every day and needed to face the camera from time to time.
On the surface, he was still the high and mighty Third Prince, but his heart was starting to rot.
He had never taken the initiative to contact her again. Every time he heard about her, it was from Little Gugu.
Her life without him seemed to be very good. The man, whom she was about to get married to, knew how to dote on her and cherish her. Even Little Gugu started to address him as Uncle Fu.
He knew that Fu Cheng had liked her for many years.
However, back then, her gaze only revolved around him and she never paid much attention to the other men around her.
There were only three days left until her wedding. Little Gugu had talked about it earlier.
After finishing his work, he returned to the palace.
Without Little Gugu’s chatter, the palace seemed even more deserted.
He loosened his tie and lay on the sofa.
The video call sounded.
He took out his phone from his pocket.
It was a call from Little Gugu.
He answered the call and Little Gugu’s handsome and cute face appeared on the video call. “Daddy, Mommy and I are shopping at the supermarket. Mommy will cook for us personally.”
Little Gugu turned the camera and Gu Meng appeared in the video. She was choosing seafood.
“Daddy, I really want to help you snatch Mommy back, but Uncle Fu is really too good to Mommy. Every morning, he wakes Mommy up gently, makes breakfast for us, draws design drafts with Mommy, and plays games with me. When Mommy’s stomach hurts, he wakes up in the middle of the night to make brown sugar water…”
Ye Qing nodded. “Don’t be naughty there and listen to Mommy and Uncle Fu.”
After ending the call, Ye Qing closed his eyes, feeling a little relieved and sad.
She was doing well. He was happy for her, but also sad for himself.
When she was by his side, he had not cherished her and had pushed her away personally!
She was right. Everyone had to pay the price for doing something wrong.
He had already lost the right the moment he disappointed her.
He had no right to pester her anymore.
He had no right to miss her.
He had no right to go back on his words!
…
In the morning, the warm sunlight shone into the room.
Gu Meng opened her eyes and looked at the little fellow sleeping in her arms, her expression turning extremely gentle.
His facial features were well-defined and he resembled Ye Qing. He had sharp eyebrows, a tall nose, and thin lips… He would definitely be as handsome and outstanding as his father when he grew up.
Gu Meng stared at Little Gugu for a while before she got up quietly.
Fu Cheng had already made breakfast. He was going to the church in the morning to coordinate the wedding tomorrow and left after letting Gu Meng know.
After Little Gugu woke up, he had breakfast with Gu Meng.
“Mommy is going to the company to settle some work matters later. Are you going with Mommy?”
Little Gugu nodded obediently.
Gu Meng went downstairs with Little Gugu.
Once she arrived downstairs, Gu Meng saw a familiar figure.
Ye Qing had come.
He was wearing a knee-length black jacket, his perfectly ironed suit pants wrapped around his long legs. His hair was combed neatly, his facial features well-defined and handsome.
He stood there as though he was an attractive scenery.
Gu Meng’s heart thumped.
She forced herself to calm down and led Little Gugu forward. “You’re here.”
Little Gugu had not seen his father in two days and missed him. He went forward and opened his arms to ask for a hug. Ye Qing picked Little Gugu up with one hand.
His dark eyes landed on Gu Meng. “You’re going to work?”
Gu Meng hummed in reply.
“Go ahead, I’ll take Little Gugu.”
“Okay.
…
At noontime, Gu Meng called Little Gugu.
After the mother and son talked for a while, Gu Meng asked Little Gugu to pass the phone to Ye Qing.
“Brother Fu knows you’re here and wants to treat you to dinner tonight. I even called Sister Ling Hui along.”
Ye Qing did not refuse.
Dinner was at a seafood restaurant and Fu Cheng booked a private room.
When Ye Qing and Little Gugu arrived at the room, Gu Meng, Fu Cheng, and Ling Hui had already arrived.
After ordering, they sat down.
Fu Cheng looked at Ye Qing, who had lost some weight, and poured a glass of wine for him. “Your Highness, thank you for coming to my wedding with Xiaomeng tomorrow. Let me give you a toast with this glass of wine.”
The moment Fu Cheng finished speaking, a fair hand reached over and snatched the wine glass from Fu Cheng’s hand.
“You can’t drink.” Gu Meng brought a glass of water to him.
Fu Cheng looked at Gu Meng. “It’s okay to drink.”
“It’s not.”
Fu Cheng had no choice but to pick up the cup with water before glancing at Ye Qing. “I’m sorry.”
Ye Qing’s lips moved. “I’m fine.” He downed the wine in his hand.
The spicy liquid entered his throat and his organs felt like they were being burned by a fire.
Gu Meng looked at Ye Qing, wanting to say something but stopped.
“Mommy, I want to eat prawns.”
“Mommy will peel it for you.”
Gu Meng had grown up by the sea and she was very good at peeling prawns. Every time she peeled prawns, she would be especially serious, as if she was handling a work of art. After she peeled the prawns, she dipped them in soy sauce and put them on an exquisite small plate.
She peeled a small plate worth of prawns for Little Gugu before peeling another plate. She wanted to bring it to Ye Qing subconsciously, but she retracted that thought very quickly and put it in front of Fu Cheng.
She peeled six prawns and arranged them into the shape of petals. They looked exquisite and appetizing.
Back in the fishing village, she would peel such a plate for Brother Ah Dai whenever he ate prawns.
Ye Qing tightened his grip on the wine glass, his well-defined face turning stiff.
He tried hard to control his emotions, pretending to be calm and collected.
“I have a gift for you.” Ye Qing took out a document file and handed it to Gu Meng and Fu Cheng. “Take a look.”
Gu Meng opened the document bag and took out her and Fu Cheng’s identification documents that had been confiscated by the Queen two years ago. She looked at Ye Qing in surprise.
Ye Qing smirked slightly. “In the future, live with your real identities.”
