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Chapter 316: Don’t Cry

Chapter 316: Chapter 316: Don’t Cry

Qiao Yu wanted to explain something, but like Fu Shinian, he found himself unable to voice what was on the tip of his tongue.

While there was an answer to the question, it was impossible to articulate it to a child.

Su Yimo seemed to have lost interest as well. She quietly held Wen Shaoyuan’s hand, not speaking anymore. It seemed as though her sole reason for coming here was out of curiosity to catch a glimpse of the so-called ’dad,’ not to acknowledge him or to develop any sort of relationship.

Now that she had achieved her goal, she wanted to leave.

Wen Shaoyuan was a bit older than Su Yimo, so he picked up on things that Su Yimo could not feel or had not noticed. Especially when he saw Fu Shinian’s eyes redden, stubbornly turning his head away, not wanting Su Yimo to see, Wen Shaoyuan suddenly felt his heart soften.

After all, he had seen this man at his most invincible, a time when he thought Fu Shinian was a man incapable of tears.

It wasn’t that Wen Shaoyuan felt sympathy for Fu Shinian, but rather, he remembered what Qiao Yu had said. Qiao Yu had mentioned, "If there is one more person in this world to love Qiqi." Before seeing Fu Shinian, Wen Shaoyuan didn’t believe it, given that he had abandoned Qiqi for three whole years, but at that moment, he felt that he truly loved Qiqi.

For Qiqi’s sake, he decided to be a peacemaker just this once.

"Qiqi," Wen Shaoyuan said, "He was very nice to me before you were born."

Upon hearing this, Su Yimo looked up at Wen Shaoyuan:

"Really?"

"Yes, I lived at his house, and he took good care of me."

Su Yimo looked toward Fu Shinian, then at Wen Shaoyuan. After a few quiet seconds, she took steps back toward Fu Shinian. Just as she arrived beside him, before he had composed himself to look back at her, she suddenly reached out and hugged him. Qiao Yu, watching this scene from the side, suddenly... felt an overwhelming urge to cry.

When Fu Shinian came to his senses, he was completely stiff. He had received many hugs in his life, but this small hug let him taste all the flavors of the world instantly; he felt he could give up the whole world for this hug.

The hug didn’t last long, and when Fu Shinian thought to hug Su Yimo back, she had already withdrawn her hands. But that was fine, Fu Shinian thought. He was afraid that once he hugged her, he might never want to let go.

Su Yimo looked at him and, a few seconds later, gently wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes. She said:

"Today is my birthday. I’m very happy and I want everyone I see to be happy too, so... don’t cry."

Qiao Yu was the first to respond:

"Qiqi, today is your birthday?"

Su Yimo nodded. "Yes."

Su Mu was pregnant in December, so the child should have been born in September, but today was only July 7. Could it be that Su Mu had had a premature birth? None of them knew about this, but no matter what had happened in the past, now the mother and daughter were safe, and all was well.

Fu Shinian, learning that today was Su Yimo’s birthday, appeared somewhat at a loss. He didn’t know today was his daughter’s birthday, nor did he know what she liked or needed; he had prepared nothing, which deepened his guilt:

"Qiqi, what do you like? Dad... I’ll give it to you."

Su Yimo shook her head:

"The things I like, Dad Wei, Uncle Wen, and Mom Xiaobei will give to me."

She didn’t want his gifts.

Su Yimo was a child, and such a heavy, oppressive atmosphere had pervaded for so long that it made her slightly unhappy. Seeing this, Wen Shaoyuan came over and took her hand:

"Qiqi, let’s go back."

"Okay."

Fu Shinian did not stop her, and Qiao Yu said nothing. The time they had stolen this morning was already more than they should have been greedy for.

Su Yimo was led to the door by Wen Shaoyuan. Fu Shinian also stood up, watching her small figure. When Wen Shaoyuan opened the door, Su Yimo slowly turned back to look at Fu Shinian. Her gaze was calm; she said nothing, but Fu Shinian felt an immense satisfaction.

Qiao Yu was not entirely comfortable letting the two children go down by themselves, but since Fu Shinian was not very convenient, he went out to send them. On the way to the emergency department, Qiao Yu did not speak a word for Fu Shinian; he understood that too much was as bad as too little.

No matter how much others told Su Yimo about how good Fu Shinian was, it was not as much as what Fu Shinian would do for her in the future.

This matter cannot be rushed; it must be taken slowly, slowly.

When they nearly reached the emergency department, Wen Shaoyuan stopped and looked back at Qiao Yu:

"Uncle Qiao, you can leave us here. It’s not good if Aunt Xiaobei sees you."

Qiao Yu knew this, but still felt that Wen Shaoyuan was indeed a meticulous person, and he smiled slightly, "Okay, I’ll go back now."

Wen Shaoyuan nodded and Su Yimo also waved goodbye to him with a smile, then slowly left.

Just as they reached the triage desk of the emergency department, they saw Jiang Bei’s anxious figure. She was about to call the broadcasting station to make an announcement when Wen Shaoyuan gently patted her back from behind. Jiang Bei did not notice, immersed in the fear of not finding the child. Wen Shaoyuan, feeling helpless, called out to her from behind. She then paused and turned around.

The moment she saw the two, Jiang Bei breathed a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted, but then her expression became stern:

"Wen Shaoyuan, did I not tell you not to run around with Qiqi? I’m not worried if you get lost, but if something happens to Qiqi, I will never forgive you."

Accustomed to such differential treatment over these three years, Wen Shaoyuan did not feel any emotion and only helplessly twitched his mouth:

"Aunt Xiaobei, we just went to the restroom."

"Really?" Jiang Bei looked at Su Yimo with disbelief, but her expression softened instantly, "Qiqi, tell me, what did you just do?"

Su Yimo let go of Wen Shaoyuan’s hand and hugged Jiang Bei’s leg:

"Mom Xiaobei, Qiqi just needed to use the restroom, so Brother Yuan took me there. Please don’t scold him."

Jiang Bei looked at Wen Shaoyuan; Wen Shaoyuan shrugged his shoulders helplessly, "I wouldn’t lie to you."

"You behaved well."

——

When Qiao Yu returned to the office, Fu Shinian was standing by the window smoking. Only when Qiao Yu walked over did he realize there were already three or four cigarette butts on the windowsill. He had only been away for a few minutes? He had smoked so much already; it was clear his mood was really bad.

"No matter what, the moment you’ve been waiting for three years has finally come sooner than expected."

Fu Shinian shook his head:

"Not enough. I don’t want just a fleeting glimpse, not her rejection and resistance. What I want is for both her and Su Mu to come back to me. I want a family reunion."

"I know, but..."

"There are no buts." Fu Shinian suddenly turned to look at Qiao Yu, "I can’t wait anymore. I can no longer let their mother and daughter be. I must bring everything forward."