Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Zhou Shuang immediately put on a smile and turned around.
The little lass was wearing a knitted pullover and a pink down coat. She was running towards her and Zhou Shuang went forward. “Jiaojiao, why did you run out?”
She bent over to carry her and hugged her tightly.
She closed her eyes and stuck her face to hers.
‘If that’s the case, don’t ever appear in front of the children again…’
Lu Yinan’s words reverberated in her ears. She sniffed and her eyes welled up with tears.
She didn’t dare to open her eyes. She didn’t dare to look at the little girl in her arms.
Now, she had two choices: continue living that kind of life for the sake of the kids, or leave and be alone.
Of course, she had another option: fight for the kids in court.
But without a doubt, she wouldn’t stand a chance.
Even if she did, she could only have one child, at most. But that way, the three children would be separated.
That was more cruel.
“Mommy will carry you into your room. Time to sleep.”
She took a while to compose herself and sucked back her tears. She kissed Jiaojiao’s cheek and carried her back into the room.
When she pushed the door open, Lu Yinan was about to leave as well. He was wearing a white gown.
Zhou Shuang didn’t even glance at him. She nonchalantly shifted her gaze away and walked straight to the bed.
“I’m working an overnight shift today. Take care of Jiaojiao. I’ll be back after midnight.”
Lu Yinan’s words rang coolly. She halted in response.
Lu Yinan walked out of the room and closed the door.
Although it wasn’t a slam, it revealed his emotions.
Zhou Shuang placed Jiaojiao on the bed and covered her with the blanket.
Jiaojiao stared at her and blinked. “Mommy, is Daddy angry?”
“No.” Zhou Shuang shook her head and smiled. She comforted, “Daddy is running late so he’s anxious.”
Jiaojiao believed her words and nodded.
Zhou Shuang lay on her side as she read her a story.
She read it vividly and even rubbed the little lass’ tummy as she did.
Her gentleness and patience were all given to the children—only her children.
Lu Yinan retracted his gaze and slowly closed the door.
Then he turned around and left without turning back.
…
‘It’s in the middle of the night. Are you nuts?’
Lu Yinan posted a message in a group chat with Yan Rusheng and Ming Ansheng, but nobody replied to him.
Young Master Yan was snatching red packets with his wife and children. He got irritated with Young Master Lu’s message and scolded him in response.
Someone had finally answered him and Lu Yinan replied, ‘Let’s go for a drink.’
Young Master Yan gave him a one-word reply: ‘Scram.’
Ming Ansheng’s reply followed. ‘You’re single but I have a wife and children. How can I match up to you?’
Every word was flaunting and smug.
Lu Yinan smirked coldly and his fingers flew over the keyboard. ‘You’re sounding as if I have no children. I have three, what about you?’
Luckily, he had children, or else the other two would have played him around.
Ming Ansheng immediately replied, ‘It’s not about the number of children. It’s all about the sperms.’
