Her tone was gentle, her smile tender, instantly drawing out the grievances from the child’s heart, as tears started to fall pitter-patter.
"I don’t want you to leave!"
He threw himself into her arms, crying heartbreakingly.
"Don’t leave!"
"...Okay, I won’t leave." Su Wanxin stroked his head and gently held him.
When she first saw him, she felt he was a stranger.
She couldn’t rember her experiences as a mother, which left her a bit at a loss.
But now, holding this child in her arms, the feeling was familiar.
Even if so mories were forgotten, the emotions engraved in her blood and bones still existed.
"Don’t cry anymore, I promise you I won’t leave again."
Yangyang, sobbing, looked up at her: "Do you promise?"
"I promise."
Su Wanxin coaxed him for a good while. Only after she reassured him multiple tis that her word was her bond did she manage to cheer up the little master.
Checking the ti, it was now noon, so she took him out for lunch.
The pair, one big and one small, ford a picturesque scene wherever they went.
Su Wanxin was quite well-known in this area, and many recognized her and knew she had a child. But to actually see her out with her child was still a novelty.
Su Wanxin didn’t expect Fu Shihan to be so sensible; she had been prepared to fight a lawsuit for the child, but now it seed unnecessary.
Su Wanxin spent the day busy at the company, while Yangyang waited in her office all day, quietly reading.
In the evening, upon returning ho with him, they caught Su Yao by surprise.
Yangyang was a bit stunned to see Su Yao, compared the two, and didn’t forget to comnt: "Mommy has bigger eyes! Prettier!"
Su Yao: "..."
You little rascal, who are you saying isn’t pretty? Deserve a spanking, don’t you?
"Call her Auntie," Su Wanxin introduced with a smile.
Yangyang: "... Auntie also has big eyes! Also pretty!"
Su Yao was amused by the clever turn of comnt: "Co here, let give you a hug~"
Neither Su Bai nor Su Yu were married, and there were no small children in the family, so Su Yao found it quite refreshing.
Especially since this child wasn’t troubleso, he was all the more endearing.
Yangyang lay on the sofa, savoring the hard-won monts of happiness. When the doorbell rang, he eagerly volunteered to open the door.
He ran to the door with a thump-thump-thump and, upon seeing the person standing outside, hesitated for two seconds before slamming the door shut again.
Su Wanxin, arriving at the scene, witnessed this mont.
Outside, Fu Shihan stood with Fu Yu’an’s backpack and a small luggage case in hand, his own son having just given him a cold reception.
His gaze was grim as he spoke faintly: "Are you sure you won’t let in?"
"You didn’t take to see Mommy before!" Yangyang seized the mont to tattle.
"Who said that Mommy was bad and didn’t want her?"
Yangyang looked uneasily at Su Wanxin, then shook his head vigorously: "Mommy, I lied and talked nonsense!"
Su Wanxin found the mutual heartache between father and son quite amusing.
Fu Shihan, listening to the conversation inside, frowned. "Fu Yu’an, what did we agree on before?"
He had promised readily before, and now his son wouldn’t even open the door for him? This son must be spoiled.
"You’re not taking your change of clothes, planning to sleep butt naked tonight?"
Hearing this, Yangyang’s face turned red. After glancing at Su Wanxin, he obediently went to open the door.
As the door opened, Fu Shihan looked down at him and sneered, touching Yangyang’s forehead with a finger, asking, "Have to hurt each other, don’t we?"
Yangyang pouted and moved closer to Su Wanxin.
Fu Shihan stepped forward to enter, but Su Wanxin raised her hand to stop him.
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