Chapter 188: The Place Ling Nuonuo Wants to Go

Song Qingtian hung up the phone, washed her hands, and prepared to serve the sushi. As she turned around, she saw Ling Hanyu, holding their daughter, his eyes filled with a chilling coldness.

“When did you get here?” Song Qingtian asked.

Song Qingtian picked up the sushi and showed it to her daughter.

Ling Nuonuo loved it and hurried to wash her hands, then went back to wait by the dining table.

Song Qingtian put down the plate and sat beside her daughter, keeping her company.

Ling Hanyu remained expressionless, saying nothing as he sat across from Song Qingtian.

After waiting for her daughter to finish eating, Song Qingtian was about to take her out to play when Ling Hanyu stopped her: “Aunt Chen, take Nuonuo to play with building blocks. I need to have a few words with Madam.”

Aunt Chen cautiously glanced at Song Qingtian and took Ling Nuonuo to play.

Ling Nuonuo tugged on Aunt Chen’s hand and looked at Ling Hanyu: “Daddy…”

“Daddy won’t bully Mommy; we’re just having a quick chat,” Ling Hanyu said, his tone much gentler now.

Ling Nuonuo replied, “Oh!”

Only then did she feel relieved, but she still reminded Song Qingtian: “Mommy, if you’re scared, just call me.”

She would protect Mommy.

“Mommy’s not afraid. Daddy always keeps his word—he said he wouldn’t bully Mommy, so he won’t. And…”

“Oh? And what?”

Ling Nuonuo looked puzzled, her expression utterly innocent.

Song Qingtian explained, “Daddy only gets grumpy sometimes. He’s not bullying Mommy!”

“Oh.”

Ling Nuonuo looked up at Ling Hanyu, realizing that her daddy could be quite bad-tempered too.

He really was a naughty dad.

“Well, I’ll go play with the building blocks then.”

Song Qingtian waved her hand, and Ling Nuonuo finally went off to play.

But she didn’t go far—she stayed right by the sofa.

Ling Hanyu knew it would take some time to win back his daughter’s trust.

He didn’t leave; he stayed right by the dining table.

He tapped his chin, signaling Song Qingtian to sit down.

Song Qingtian sat down, glanced at the leftover sushi her daughter had eaten, pinched a piece, and popped it into her mouth.

Ling Hanyu swallowed hard, then walked over to sit by his daughter’s seat, picked up his chopsticks, and began eating too.

Song Qingtian watched Ling Hanyu eat, a hint of dissatisfaction creeping in.

“He said they’d only talk, but now he’s been eating nonstop! It’s just a few pieces—already all gone!”

When Ling Hanyu finished, he poured himself a glass of water and drank it before speaking: “Qin Xiaotian came to you because he wants you to bear him children and carry on his bloodline?”

Song Qingtian looked at Ling Hanyu—sure enough, he’d heard about it.

“I don’t remember exactly, but I do recall someone mentioning that I’m the only one who can touch Qin Xiaotian without hurting him. If anyone else touches him, it hurts; only after losing my virginity can other women touch him. They even say no one else can help him reproduce.”

Song Qingtian sipped her water, holding the cup as she looked at Ling Hanyu.

Ling Hanyu asked, “Are you tempted?”

“What did you say?”

“You love money so much—plus, the Qin family is no ordinary clan.”

Song Qingtian stood up and walked over to Ling Hanyu. He looked up at her, completely baffled.

Song Qingtian gently ran her hand over his head. Ling Hanyu frowned, confused: “What are you doing?”

“Just checking if you’ve got a fever.”

“You’re the one with a fever!”

“I’m not going to be with just anyone because they’re rich. The bottom line is, I have to like them.”

Song Qingtian had long since forgiven Ling Hanyu for being somewhat mentally challenged.

Low emotional intelligence—it’s understandable.

After taking a sip of water, Song Qingtian looked at Ling Hanyu: “I wonder what Mr. Ling wants to know?”

“Do you like the surname Qin?”

Ling Hanyu asked straight out.

Song Qingtian thought for a moment: “If I don’t like him, what happens? If I do, what happens?”

“If you don’t like him, we’ll sign a contract. But if you do, well… you might as well just wait for him to die!”

Hearing the word “die,” Ling Nuonuo suddenly looked up, sprang to her feet, and sat up on the carpet.

Then she started walking toward Song Qingtian and Ling Hanyu.

Song Qingtian understood exactly what her daughter meant—she was worried about her.

“Daddy’s talking about others, not Mommy. But Daddy just promised Mommy something, too!”

Song Qingtian smiled happily, and Ling Nuonuo hurried over to her: “Mommy, what is it?”

“Daddy promised Mommy that from now on, all the money Mommy earns will belong to Mommy. Mommy can save it up, and when Nuonuo grows up, she’ll be able to go to school!”

“Really?”

Ling Nuonuo was overjoyed.

“Of course! Mommy can even earn more money, so Nuonuo can go on to get a PhD. If we don’t have enough money, we won’t be able to attend higher-level schools.”

“Mommy… I want to go! Nuonuo wants to go!” Ling Nuonuo quickly grabbed Song Qingtian’s hand, pleading with her.

Ling Hanyu frowned. Which school couldn’t his daughter attend?

Still, this approach wasn’t bad—it might even motivate his daughter to study at the best schools.

End of Chapter 188: The Place Ling Nuonuo Wants to Go