SFS Chapter 467 Lin Youyou's Child
Chapter 467 Lin Youyou's Child
I looked at the deep weariness in his eyes, and my throat suddenly tightened. My memory suddenly rewound to that bar nine years ago. Colorful lights flashed overhead, and amidst the deafening music, I clutched my glass, tears silently streaming down my face. The image of Xiao Yiran's infidelity replayed in my mind. The man I'd once thought I'd spend my life with was now with Mu Yuyan on the eve of our engagement. It instantly made me feel uneasy.
The bartender handed me another cocktail, and I drank it in one gulp. The spicy liquid burned my throat, but it couldn't compare to the pain in my heart. Just then, I saw the man in the corner. He was wearing a smart suit, but his expression was painful. Cold sweat covered his forehead, and his hands were tightly grasping the armrests of the sofa. Instinctively, I walked over. "Are you okay?"
He looked up, his eyes bloodshot and blurry. The next second, he suddenly reached out and pulled me into his arms. I smelled his faint cedar perfume mixed with an unnatural, burning scent, and realized he was drugged. I tried to break free, but he was no match for my strength. Finally, I gritted my teeth, helped him out of the bar, and hailed a car to take him to the hotel.
But in the hotel room, everything spiraled out of control. He treated me like an antidote, showering me with scorching kisses. I struggled, resisted, but under the effects of the drug, he couldn't control himself. That night felt like a nightmare, like a cruel joke played by fate.
The next morning, sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains. I looked at the man sleeping beside me, a mixture of emotions welling up in my chest. I quietly got up, put on my messy clothes, pulled three hundred yuan from my wallet, placed it on the nightstand, and fled the room. I told myself to just treat this as a ridiculous accident; no one would know, and it wouldn't affect my life in any way.
But fate played a trick on me. A month later, I found myself pregnant. Even worse, I ended up being Fu Sihan's secretary, and he was the man I had a one-night stand with. To avoid attracting his attention, I tried to keep my distance from him.
But the call between Qin Niannian and I was unexpectedly overheard by Linda. She actually found someone to impersonate me and came to Fu Sihan and said tearfully, "President, I am the woman you had a one-night stand with."
When I thought of this, I was furious. If it hadn't been for that woman, how would Fu Sihan know that woman was me? Looking at Fu Sihan in front of me, I couldn't help but kick him and said, "Fu Sihan, if you hadn't aborted the child before me, why would I be hiding from you while pregnant? It's just that I really couldn't imagine that I was pregnant with triplets. In order to prevent you from finding me, I only gave you two children. I never thought that five years later, Kaikai and Mu Ze would accidentally swap identities when I returned to China, allowing you to find me."
Upon hearing this, Fu Sihan said awkwardly, "Wanting, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have treated you so frivolously, but you also shouldn't have given me three hundred yuan. The president of the Fu Group is only worth three hundred yuan, so I..."
I chuckled and said, "Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore. Remember to invest in a hospital for Gu Yuxuan. After all, he was the one who ran around when I gave birth to the triplets. If it weren't for Gu Yuxuan, do you think you would have met me?" Fu Sihan quickly said, "Madam taught me that."
At this moment, I heard a baby crying outside. I asked in confusion: "Can you go and see what's going on outside the ward? Why is there a baby crying? Or did some cruel parents abandon their child? If that's the case, let's find him a good family."
Upon hearing this, Fu Sihan hurried out of the ward. The moment he pushed open the door, the smell of disinfectant mixed with the sound of a crying baby hit him. Several nurses and cleaning ladies gathered in the hallway, whispering in a semicircle. In the center, on an off-white blanket, a swaddled baby heaved violently. The month-old child's face flushed red, its two small, lotus-root-like legs kicking in the swaddle, crying at the top of its lungs.
"Whose child is this?" Fu Sihan frowned as he pushed through the crowd, the hem of his black suit brushing past the cleaning lady's cart. As he crouched down, the cufflinks on his sleeves shone a cold light, but his movements abruptly slowed down as he touched the child's flushed face. As his fingertips touched the edge of the swaddling clothes, the baby suddenly stopped crying. Fu Sihan was instantly captivated, but then he realized that someone had definitely deliberately left this child there, right in Wanting's ward.
At this moment, Fu Sihan suddenly found a letter in the child's swaddling clothes. "Mr. Fu, the security guard said it's in the fire department." Fu Sihan picked up the envelope that was sticking out from the corner of the swaddling clothes and said, "Fu Sihan, I'm Lin Youyou. I'm sorry for leaving the child to you in this way. I'm sorry for hurting you and Wanting before, but Wanting has always repaid me with kindness. Please help me find a good family for the child."
Fu Sihan's fingertips paused on the envelope, the words "Lin Youyou" piercing his memory like a fine needle. On that rainy night five years ago, it was this name that had upset the delicate balance between him and Wanting. Lin Youyou was his first love, but also the one who had hurt him the most. Now, this child was a real burden, and he had no choice but to take the child to the hospital ward.
I saw Fu Sihan holding the child and asked in confusion, "Whose child is this and why is he outside our ward?
Fu Sihan's arms, clutching the swaddled child, suddenly tightened, and the baby shifted restlessly in its sleep. His Adam's apple rolled as he gently placed the child on the hospital bed, leaving a faint stain of milk on the white sheets. "Lin Youyou's child should be just over a month old, so I feel like this child is a hot potato. Lin Youyou has hurt you so many times, so I don't want to take this child."
Fu Sihan kept stroking the child, even as he spoke. He wished her mother wasn't Lin Youyou. As soon as his fingertips touched the baby's delicate cheek, the child suddenly burst into a sharp cry, its face flushing crimson as its fists waved wildly in the air. He froze, his long fingers suspended in mid-air, then quickly retracted as if burned by fire.
"Wanting, what's wrong with the baby?" His voice rose unconsciously, and he glanced at the bed in panic. His tie hung askew around his neck, and his usually impeccable suit was wrinkled. The smell of disinfectant mixed with the baby's sudden burst of crying, turning the small hospital room into a chaotic mess.
I chuckled and pulled the blanket from the bedside and draped it over my shoulders: "He's probably hungry, come to me! Hasn't Yaya been in the neonatal department these days? So my milk has come in, you give the baby to me!" Before I finished speaking, Fu Sihan had stumbled over to pick up the swaddling clothes. His movements were clumsy but cautious, for fear of hurting the little life in his arms.
As the warm little body pressed against my chest, the baby's cries miraculously faded. Fu Sihan stood by the bed, his Adam's apple rolling as he watched my movements. I saw how concerned he looked. He was clearly concerned, yet he pretended not to care. It was really fake, so I feigned anger and said, "Do you have to watch me feed the child? Get out."
He was stunned for a moment by my words, his gaze bewildered behind his glasses. He opened his mouth but said nothing. His tie hung askew around his neck, and the hem of his suit was stained with milk from holding the baby. He looked like a child caught in a prank, tugging at his collar nervously before finally shuffling towards the door. But after taking two steps, he suddenly turned around, his eyes flickering between the baby and me. "Remember to call An Shiya, okay? Tell them to take the baby away!" Then he walked out of the ward.