Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Shi Guang looked at Lu Yanchen. “Yanzhi scolded Xiao Bai today. Wouldn’t it be fine if you had just let him stay over?”
Lu Yanchen hugged Shi Guang in his arms and nibbled on her ears lovingly, causing her to feel fuzzy all over. She pushed at him. “Alright, stop fooling around! I’m gonna go bathe.”
He continued hugging onto her tightly, only letting go after a long time.
After Shi Guang came out and was drying her hair, Lu Yanchen’s voice rang out. “Has your father ever mentioned anything to you about his life at the orphanage?”
“Yeah, but he did not speak much about it. Why?” Shi Guang turned around to look at him.
“Initially, I had wanted to head down to the orphanage to check up on your father’s parentage. But coincidentally, the same year your father passed away, there was a fire at the orphanage half a year later. Somehow, it was the documents storeroom.”
“Huh?” Shi Guang looked at him blankly. “So…”
“There’s nothing left.”
Shi Guang stood emptily without speaking for a long time. That was truly a tumultuous year filled with accidents and unhappiness.
…
The moment Xiao Bai was whisked back into his room by Lu Yanzhi, he wanted to run off instantly. However, the latter called out with a low growl. “Lu Yubai!”
Calling Xiao Bai by his full name was a precursor to Lu Yanzhi’s anger.
Most afraid of his father’s temper, Xiao Bai’s lips were arched downwards. He went silent and sat at the sofa, lowering his head in grief. With his lips tight, it looked as though he was brooding inside him.
Repressing the surging frustration within him, Lu Yanzhi sat down beside Xiao Bai—it was truly the most difficult issue in the world to educate children. At times, he was only able to do much less than he wanted in his heart.
He fondled Xiao Bai on the head. “Haven’t you taken a fancy to a plane model recently? Daddy will bring you to buy it tomorrow?”
Even though Xiao Bai’s expression softened, his head was still lowered. “I don’t want a plane model.”
“Then what do you want?”
“I want mummy.” He looked at Lu Yanzhi firmly.
Instantly, Lu Yanzhi felt his temper rising once more as Xiao Bai whispered aggrievedly, “You said that I don’t have a mummy. If that’s the case, would it be alright if I found myself one?”
Lu Yanzhi declared. “A mummy isn’t a thing you can just pick randomly. That’s a wife for your daddy.”
“I thought about it with proper consideration.” Xiao Bai pouted his lips. “It’s just a godmother. She doesn’t have to be your wife!”
“You mean to say that you’ve already decided on someone?” Lu Yanzhi could sense his son’s answer.
“Yeaps.” Xiao Bai nodded his head. “I think that Auntie Qian Xun is rather decent, and she’s pretty as well. Do you agree, daddy?”
Lu Yanzhi’s face turned cold at the sound of that. “You wish! Did she agree to it?”
Xiao Bai shook his head. “Not yet… But, I wish for her to be my godmother.”
Looking at Xiao Bai deeply, Lu Yanzhi’s tone suddenly sounded somewhat odd. “You… really like her?”
Xiao Bai nodded his head profusely. It wasn’t exactly like either—he knew that Auntie Qian Xun did not like him. But, he suspected that she was his mummy, and he said that to spite his father.
Lu Yanzhi’s feelings were really complex at the moment as he bit on his lips tightly, fixating his gaze at Xiao Bai’s cute expression firmly. The way Xiao Bai was watching him right now truly resembled her at that time when she lunged into his embrace with teary eyes.
His thick lashes flickering slightly, Lu Yanzhi suddenly raised his hand and started combing Xiao Bai’s hair, asking in a deep voice, “Do you really wish for her to be your mummy?”