Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Lin Shiyu bore with the pain and reached out for her phone to pick it up. “Hello?”
“Mama, are you done?” Little Lemon’s sweet voice was transmitted over.
The moment Lin Shiyu heard Little Lemon’s voice, she felt her pain subside. Her red lips curved upwards as her entire being softened. “Little Lemon, Mama is done now. Go to sleep first. Mama will rush home now.”
“Alright, Mama is coming home. Then I can hug the nice-smelling Mama to sleep.”
Lin Shiyu opened the room door. The perverted Mr Smithson’s henchmen were no longer there. She just wanted to hurry home and hug Little Lemon.
She was so grateful that she had been blessed by the heavens with such a cute little angel.
“Mama, I have something to tell you,” Little Lemon said mysteriously.
“What is it?”
“Mama, I met that uncle I like again. Mama should go for a blind date with him tomorrow.”
“…”
Little Lemon was still thinking of that uncle. Silly child, you have a father and he’s in the Capital right now.
Fu Qinglun’s handsome face appeared in Lin Shiyu’s mind again. He thought the child wasn’t his.
But this was understandable. In the years they were married, she could count the number of times he touched her on one hand. Then so many things had happened and they didn’t do it for a long time. How could he possibly know that Little Lemon was his?
Little Lemon was conceived in jail. She never expected to get pregnant just from that one time.
“Mama, why aren’t you saying anything? Do you not want to go on a blind date with Uncle?” Little Lemon’s voice became cautious. “If Mama doesn’t want to go for the blind date, then we won’t do it. I won’t want uncle anymore. I only need Mama.”
Lin Shiyu’s heart ached. Ever since she was a child, because of her illness, Little Lemon had never gone out to play like the other children. She didn’t have a father or a complete family as well, which made her heart more delicate and sensitive.
And yet, through all this time, Little Lemon was always extremely obedient.
But she didn’t want Little Lemon to be so obedient. She wanted her to be able to smile stubbornly, cry loudly, and have no worries like the other children of her age. She wanted her to grow up happy and healthy.
Lin Shiyu’s eyes reddened again as tears welled up. She would definitely find the legendary doctor, Si Kong. Si Kong would definitely cure Little Lemon.
“Since Little Lemon loves Uncle so much, Mama will go take a look tomorrow.”
“Really?” Little Lemon rejoiced on the other end. “Mama, Little Lemon loves you the most!”
…
The next morning.
Lin Shiyu held onto Little Lemon’s hand as she walked into a cafe. The two of them sat on the sofa against the window.
Little Lemon was extremely happy. Mama and Uncle were going on a blind date!
But Uncle wasn’t there yet.
“Mama, can you lend me your phone? I want to call Uncle.”
“Okay.”
Lin Shiyu handed her phone over to Little Lemon.
Little Lemon dialed a familiar number.
At that moment, an extra-long luxurious business car slowly pulled up outside the cafe. A butler opened the back door respectfully, and Fu Qinglun got out.
Today, Fu Qinglun was clad in a custom-made white shirt and black trousers. Even without counting his attire, his facial features were as beautiful as a piece of art. They were so clean and elegant that people could not take their eyes off him.
But a cold smile appeared on that handsome face, as though someone owed him a few billion dollars. Even the butler beside him could feel that Young Master was in a bad mood, and he served Young Master cautiously.
Suddenly, a melodious ringtone rang out. There was a call for him.
He picked up the call as his other hand stuck into his pocket. “Hello?”
“Uncle, Mama and I are already here. Are you here yet?” Little Lemon’s sweet voice sounded out.
Fu Qinglun’s features softened as he heard Little Lemon’s voice. “Little Lemon, Uncle has just arrived. I’ll be over there soon.”
The butler at his side witnessed all this, and was extremely surprised. Was that a young child he could hear? He couldn’t believe that a young little girl could actually improve Young Master’s mood.”
Young Master treated this girl differently.
“Then Mama and I will wait for you,” Little Lemon said as she hung up.
Fu Qinglun put the cell phone back into his pocket, and walked into the cafe.
He actually had no interest in any other women, let alone a single mother.
But he liked Little Lemon.
He thought about yesterday’s events again. She already had a daughter, who should be around Little Lemon’s age. Why should he continue waiting stupidly for her? He didn’t want her anymore!
It even crossed his mind that if Little Lemon’s Mama was alright, he would accept her. Then he would flaunt Little Lemon in front of her and drive her up the wall.
Fu Qinglun pressed his lips together suddenly. Damn it, from yesterday night all the way up till now, all he had been thinking of was her!
How could he be such a disappointment?
…
The waiters opened the cafe door, and he walked in. His beautiful figure attracted many gazes as soon as he walked in.
His cold eyes swept across the cafe, and landed on a sofa against the window.
At that moment, Little Lemon raised her head and saw Fu Qinglun. She waved excitedly and called out, “Uncle, over here!”
Fu Qinglun stood rooted to the ground. His gaze moved from Little Lemon to the woman beside her…
Almost instantly, he recognized that beautiful, delicate figure. Lin Shiyu raised her eyes as well, and her eyes met with his cold, deep ones.
Time seemed to stop as they gazed at each other.
They had never expected to meet like this.
“Uncle, over here, hurry over!” Little Lemon waved her hand urgently.
Fu Qinglun raised his sharp brows and walked towards the mother-and-daughter pair. Her daughter was Little Lemon. Little Lemon’s mother was her!
The heaven’s had played a huge joke on him!
Fu Qinglun sat down on the sofa opposite them. He looked at both mother and daughter. They were in matching outfits today, an oversized t-shirt that reached to above their knees, with their legs sticking out from below it. There was a cartoon red lip printed on the shirt, which was simple yet fashionable.
Looking at their faces, they were both beautiful. Little Lemon had fair and smooth skin, the same as that of her mother. How many people had peeked at them with envy?
Fu Qinglun’s expression darkened. Why did he find this sight so piercing?
They weren’t his wife or daughter after all. What was their intention, dressing so nicely in front of him?
Were they showing off?
