Chapter 184: The Tearful Expectation

Ling Hanyu stood downstairs, his face cold: “Stop right there.”

Song Qingtian acted as if she hadn’t heard and headed upstairs—her daughter was asleep, and she wanted to check on her. Otherwise, that ten million would be snatched away.

Ling Hanyu’s expression remained icy as he watched Song Qingtian return to her room. He turned around, and Aunt Chen came back: “He said he’s here to ask the Young Madam for forgiveness.”

“For whom?”

“He didn’t say.”

Aunt Chen could tell the visitor was of high status.

“Tell him the Madam isn’t in a good mood—come back another day.”

Ling Hanyu turned and went straight back upstairs, not lingering for a moment. Aunt Chen stepped outside to inform Chen Jianxiu.

Chen Jianxiu arrived with his entourage, and his assistant stood at the door to explain the situation.

“We’re not sure when the Madam will be in a better mood; we’ve traveled all the way from out of town just for this.”

“I’m afraid I can’t help with that. Please come back another day.”

Aunt Chen figured the Mister had gone back upstairs and wasn’t downstairs anymore, which meant no one would be received—his refusal was quite firm.

“Could you please convey that our Mister is Mr. Chen Jianxiu? Here’s his business card.”

The other party handed the card to Aunt Chen, but she didn’t take it. Since the Mister refused to see anyone, there was no point in her carrying the card to seek him out.

“No need. Perhaps another day, then.”

Aunt Chen returned, and sure enough, Mr. Chen hadn’t been allowed in.

Song Qingtian was upstairs getting ready for bed when she heard the door open. She turned around and saw who had entered.

Who else could it be but Ling Hanyu?

Ling Hanyu glared at his sleeping daughter and called out, “Come to the study.”

“No need—I don’t want to dwell on this anymore.”

“Out!”

Ling Hanyu’s face was stern, his emotions a bit agitated, his voice raised, and his tone cold and sharp.

Ling Nuonuo rolled over and opened her eyes.

Her big, fluffy eyes blinked and rubbed sleepily.

“Mommy…”

Ling Nuonuo waved her hand lazily.

Song Qingtian walked over to her daughter and knelt down by the bed, cradling her gently and patting her softly.

“Did I wake you up?”

Ling Nuonuo reached out and touched Song Qingtian’s face, rubbing it softly, tenderly.

“This is Mommy—her Mommy.”

She wanted to protect Mommy.

Ling Nuonuo pouted slightly: “Mommy, Nuonuo loves you so much!”

Song Qingtian didn’t know what to say, overwhelmed with emotion.

No matter how awful that scumbag Ling Hanyu might be, as long as Nuonuo loved her, that was all that mattered.

Song Qingtian couldn’t help herself and leaned over to kiss her daughter, making her little face blush.

“Mommy, Nuonuo wants to sleep together!”

Ling Nuonuo had just heard Ling Hanyu yelling at Song Qingtian, and she was upset—she wanted to protect Mommy.

Song Qingtian nodded and climbed into bed to sleep beside her daughter.

Ling Nuonuo wrapped her arms around Song Qingtian: “Mommy, Nuonuo’s been very good! When I grow up, I’ll work hard and earn lots of money to support you—just like Grandma and Grandpa!”

Song Qingtian’s eyes were red, moved to tears.

“Mommy can make money—Nuonuo doesn’t have to work; it’s Mommy who should be taking care of Nuonuo!”

Song Qingtian’s emotional threshold was suddenly very low, and two tears slipped down her cheeks.

But she wouldn’t let herself cry in front of her daughter, quickly wiping them away.

Ling Nuonuo pursed her lips tightly, hugging Song Qingtian even more closely, her little face pressed against Song Qingtian’s chest, clearly distressed.

She knew it—Daddy was a bad person, always taking advantage of her absence to bully Mommy.

Ling Hanyu stared at the mother and daughter, seething with anger.

He was the bad guy.

“Mommy, Nuonuo loves you! Nuonuo’s been so good!”

As she spoke, Ling Nuonuo burst into tears.

She just couldn’t hold it in any longer—it was like a flash flood.

Song Qingtian was terrified and hurriedly hugged her daughter, trying to comfort her.

Ling Nuonuo was so heartbroken that she cried nonstop.

Ling Hanyu was displeased and went over to Song Qingtian, saying only, “What else can you do? You can’t even soothe your own child!”

Hearing this, Ling Nuonuo became even more frantic, crying so hard she was sweating.

Ling Hanyu tried to pick up Ling Nuonuo, but she seemed unwilling, crying even harder.

To make matters worse, Ling Hanyu was also anxious, wondering why his daughter was crying—was she uncomfortable, or perhaps having a nightmare? He just wanted to hold her close.

But Ling Nuonuo refused, clinging tightly to Song Qingtian.

Song Qingtian shielded her daughter while staring at Ling Hanyu—she was truly furious.

Wasn’t it obvious that her daughter didn’t want him?

“Ling Hanyu…”

Song Qingtian suddenly shouted.

In an instant, both mother and daughter fell silent.

Ling Hanyu had been worried that he’d scared his daughter, but instead, she stopped crying, wrapped her arms around Song Qingtian, pressed her little face against Song Qingtian’s, and stared right at him.

Her tearful little face even looked expectant!

End of Chapter 184: The Tearful Expectation