Under the astonished gazes of everyone, Little Treasure waved her chubby little hands in front of him, "Can you see now?"
That pure gaze, that baby-delicate little face, now full of anticipation like a little angel waiting for her spell to take effect.
Ye Han felt her heart melting, and when Lu Zhiyuan saw this scene, a tender smile slowly spread across his face.
Only Lu Jinyang had his hand stiff in midair, unsure how to withdraw it.
Little Treasure was heartbroken because the "daddy" who was even more handsome than Uncle didn’t seem to want to pay attention to her at all. She turned her pleading eyes to Ye Han, "Grandma, why won’t he talk to Little Treasure?"
"Hey, little darling, come here to grandma. If he won’t pay attention to you, grandma will." As she said this, Ye Han held Little Treasure and headed to the kitchen, talking as they walked: "Little darling, what do you want for lunch? Tell grandma, and I’ll have someone make it for you..." New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on ⓝovelFire.net
In the kitchen, the voices of Little Treasure and Ye Han could be faintly heard talking.
Lu Jinyang slowly lowered his hand, his eyes cast downward, seemingly pondering something.
He clearly felt the hollow sensation of the child leaving his embrace just now. Was it the feeling of being relied upon?
Lu Zhiyuan sat down next to Lu Jinyang and patted his shoulder with a heavy sigh. "Don’t take what your mom said to heart. She’s been in a much better mood these past two years, certainly expecting that you’ll improve as well. The child is very beautiful and delicate; no wonder your mom likes her..."
After a pause, Lu Zhiyuan continued, "Jinyang, I’ve never asked anything of you. I just hope that you can be well, to return to your old self, and lead the life of a normal person."
Whether Lu Jinyang took in his words or not, Lu Zhiyuan left the living room after speaking his mind, leaving Lu Jinyang alone.
Not far behind him, Leng Yixing had been silently observing their interaction the entire time, not uttering a word.
The one with the least right to speak here was him, Leng Yixing. Whatever he said, he couldn’t make his conscience feel at ease. So, over these years, he did just one thing: be Lu Jinyang’s eyes.
Since Lu Jinyang refused to undergo surgery, Leng Yixing stayed by his side to be his eyes, to read various documents for him, to drive for him, to deal with all the inconveniences that came his way...
Lu Jinyang didn’t refuse. He knew that rejecting Leng Yixing’s kindness would only deepen the sense of remorse and guilt in his heart.
"Ah Xing, we’ll head back to the company later."
Leng Yixing opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but only managed to say "Okay."
He thought that in the next few days, Lu Jinyang would probably find an excuse to work overtime at the company.
Thinking of this, he silently sighed, not knowing which company would be unlucky next.
On the third day since Little Treasure left home, Xiao Qing ran into Big Treasure’s room to wake him up early in the morning.
Big Treasure rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked at his mommy, "Mommy, what’s wrong?"
Xiao Qing sat in front of his bed and said seriously: "Big Treasure, to prevent you from running off to find Aunt Yang Qiao today, I’ve decided to take you to the set."
"Mommy, you’re lying." Big Treasure squinted his eyes at her, "Mommy, you only talk to me when you’re lying."
"Mommy, you really miss Little Treasure, don’t you?"
Xiao Qing touched her face, "I didn’t say anything, how did you find out?"