Free Web NovelChapter 913: Chapter 342: [Heartbroken Fairy Tale] The Sea Is an Upside-Down Sky (Part 2)
She could say ’no’, but that ’no’ carried no weight.
Lin Chu abandoned her struggle; she truly had no strength left. Otherwise, she’d rather bash herself against the table corner than stay obediently in Lu Huai’an’s arms.
The smile in her eyes was light and didn’t reach the depths.
Drawing out her tone deliberately, "Fine, since Mr. Lu is so powerful, just wait for your closest ones to be literally angered to death by me."
The nearby staff heard this and covered their mouths in shock.
But Lu Huai’an acted as if he hadn’t heard, his stern features remaining calm and indifferent.
The words written on the white paper seemed to have come to life.
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Riverfront Apartment.
Qi Ming sat on the sofa, his eyes filled with vigilance and defensiveness.
Ever since Lun Jun brought him here, he hadn’t thrown a tantrum, showing a detachment far beyond his years.
The food prepared by the servant he didn’t touch at all.
Cup after cup of milk was warmed for him, but he hadn’t taken a single sip.
Sitting up straight on the sofa, he silently observed the unfamiliar surroundings.
The moment the door opened, he instinctively looked over, and seeing Lin Chu, his tense and frightened fingers finally relaxed.
No matter how understanding and strong, he was still just a four-year-old child.
"Mommy."
He ran to the door, hugging Lin Chu’s neck tightly, his voice choked with sobs.
Lin Chu picked her son up, soothing him gently, "Don’t be afraid, Mommy is here."
Having gained a sense of security, Qi Ming still buried his face in Lin Chu’s neck.
Finally allowing his long-suppressed tears to flow, his shoulders trembled as he quietly asked, "Why are we here? Mommy, where did you go just now? Where is Uncle Jiang? We agreed to go to the amusement park yesterday, and Uncle must be worried since he can’t find us."
Lin Chu didn’t know how to respond to the first two questions.
Perhaps she had lied too many times in the past years, and ever since having her son, she hadn’t spun any tales.
Rather than lie, it’s better to say nothing.
"It’s okay, we’ll call Uncle a bit later."
Qi Ming nodded tearfully, "Okay."
With Mommy around, he wasn’t afraid.
The servant, who was waiting on the side, walked up to Lu Huai’an and respectfully asked, "Mr. Lu, the meal is ready. Shall we eat now?"
Lu Huai’an’s gaze fell on the mother and child on the sofa, and he replied indifferently, "In half an hour."
The servant nodded and went back to the kitchen.
Lun Jun, having completed his task, would only be redundant if he stayed.
"Mr. Lu, if there are no other instructions, I’ll return to the company first."
"Hmm."
The door closed, leaving only the three of them in the living room.
Qi Ming sat on the sofa, Lin Chu wiped his tears, and Lu Huai’an remained in the spot by the entrance, looking at the two of them with silent, imperceptible emotions.
Lin Chu treated Lu Huai’an as if he were air, but Qi Ming didn’t know who he was, and happened to be facing his direction.
As their eyes met, each could clearly see the other’s reflection in their pupils.
Qi Ming asked softly, "Mommy, who is that uncle?"
Lin Chu’s body stiffened, her fingers clutching the tissue unconsciously tightened, "He is... he is..."
"I’m your biological father, called..."
"Lu Huai’an!" Lin Chu turned her head, glaring angrily.
Her voice wasn’t loud, but it was abrupt in the quiet living room.
As if oblivious to the dagger-like glare from Lin Chu, Lu Huai’an strode over to the little boy.
Looking at the boy’s innocent features, his usually indifferent and aloof voice unexpectedly softened, "That’s right, my name is Lu Huai’an, so you should have the surname Lu, and be called Lu Qiming."
Qi Ming suddenly took a step back, reaching to hold Lin Chu’s hand, his clear eyes unblinkingly watching her.
"Mommy, didn’t you say Daddy went far away and would never come back?"
It seemed only Lin Chu’s words were trustworthy to him.
"He..." For the first time, Lin Chu was at a loss in front of her son, "He..." freёwebnovel.com
Five years ago, Lu Huai’an had already died in her heart.
Both harbored hate within, a knot that only tightened with time. She thought she’d never have any entanglement with him again.
Being strangers was what ’never coming back’ meant.
"You’ll be living here from now on. Go upstairs to change clothes first, then we’ll eat."
Lu Huai’an spoke, relieving Lin Chu.
Qi Ming had never seen the so-called ’father’, not even a photo, so to him, Lu Huai’an was just a stranger.
