Chapter 215: He’s Going Out

Ling Hanyu brought his daughter back and, upon seeing Aunt Chen, asked, “Where’s Madam?”

“She’s upstairs,” Aunt Chen replied, clearly worried that she might have slipped out the window.

The young madam does have a past, after all.

Ling Hanyu was also quite concerned. He handed Ling Nuonuo over to Aunt Chen and headed upstairs.

Ling Hanyu knocked on the bedroom door, but there was no response. He pushed it open and stepped inside.

Seeing that no one was there, his expression darkened.

Ling Hanyu pulled out his phone and called Song Qingtian, only to hear the ringtone coming from the bedroom.

He went over to find the phone and noticed the battery was dead.

When he came out of the bedroom, Ling Nuonuo had already made it upstairs, carrying a small schoolbag and standing at the study door, trying to reach the handle. Because she was so short, even with her best effort she couldn’t open the door, and she was panting with exhaustion as she fussed away.

Ling Hanyu looked at his chubby, soft little girl, struggling valiantly to unlock the door, and felt a pang of tenderness.

Aunt Chen stood by and explained, “Miss wants to open it herself. When we knocked just now, Madam was inside and said she’d go in on her own.”

Ling Hanyu didn’t want to argue further; he walked over to help her open the door.

“Honestly, you’ve got to do your own things. I want to see Mommy—I want to open the door myself!”

Ling Nuonuo was thrilled that she could finally open the study door on her own; she couldn’t contain her joy.

As a father, Ling Hanyu was grateful that his daughter had such a hardworking, persevering spirit.

This quality, he believed, would serve her well in the future.

While Ling Nuonuo struggled valiantly, Ling Hanyu simply knelt down beside her to watch.

It was a silent form of encouragement.

Ling Nuonuo’s little face was flushed with exertion, yet she showed no sign of giving up.

Song Qingtian was standing in the study. When her daughter said she wanted to open the door herself, she didn’t intervene.

After all, children can’t rely on their parents forever.

What if the time comes when their parents are no longer around?

That’s why Song Qingtian never spoils her daughter.

The couple worked together seamlessly—one taking care of the outside, the other the inside.

Finally, Ling Nuonuo managed to open the door. Seeing Song Qingtian, she cheered with delight, utterly thrilled.

“Mommy, Nuonuo’s so awesome! I opened the lock all by myself!”

In Ling Nuonuo’s mind, what she’d unlocked was the lock, not the door itself.

Song Qingtian bent down and scooped her daughter up, knowing she was tired, then gave her a comforting kiss.

Ling Nuonuo was sweating profusely, her little face rosy, but she was overjoyed to receive her mother’s encouragement.

She wrapped her arms around Song Qingtian and snuggled close, beaming with happiness.

Song Qingtian glanced at Ling Hanyu and said, “I’m taking Nuonuo to take a bath.”

With that, she left the study and headed off to bathe.

Ling Hanyu turned around and took one last look, but didn’t say a word.

After dinner, Song Qingtian put her daughter to bed.

By eight o’clock, Ling Nuonuo was already asleep.

A little after nine, Song Qingtian went to rest as well. When Ling Hanyu returned home, he couldn’t help but marvel: how could Song Qingtian be so obedient?

But she really was asleep—what else could he say?

Before getting into bed, Ling Hanyu always brushed his teeth and washed up.

Then he’d drink a glass of water and take some vitamins.

Once in bed, he quickly grew drowsy and soon drifted off.

Song Qingtian waited ten minutes before getting out of bed.

Before leaving, Song Qingtian went to see Aunt Chen and instructed her sternly: “You must keep a close eye on the room. If Ling Nuonuo wakes up, come straight in and check on her. But if there’s no movement, don’t disturb her at all.”

The sleeping pills were potent enough to keep him unconscious until morning, and Song Qingtian was confident that Ling Hanyu wouldn’t wake up until the next day—she’d carefully controlled the dosage.

Aunt Chen still worried, “What if Mister wakes up in the middle of the night? I…”

“Don’t worry about him. Just pretend you don’t know. He won’t wake up. I’m leaving now!”

Song Qingtian dressed very plainly, in sportswear, so Aunt Chen couldn’t tell anything unusual and didn’t question her purpose for going out.

These days, Aunt Chen had completely fallen under Song Qingtian’s charming, sensible charm.

With Song Qingtian gone, Aunt Chen returned upstairs.

She wasn’t worried about Ling Hanyu waking up—she was far more concerned about Ling Nuonuo waking up.

Deep down, Aunt Chen agreed with everything Song Qingtian had said.

There was the human element, of course, but money played a big role too.

Just today, while Ling Hanyu was away, Song Qingtian handed Aunt Chen fifty thousand yuan.

It startled Aunt Chen.

It wasn’t any special occasion or holiday, and her monthly salary was already substantial—sixteen thousand a month.

But suddenly receiving fifty thousand? That was shocking.

Song Qingtian’s explanation was simple: someone had tried to harm her, but they’d paid a hefty compensation—though she didn’t specify exactly how much.

Still, Aunt Chen knew it must be a large sum.

She’d heard bits and pieces about it, too.

Yet receiving such a large amount all at once was unexpected.

Song Qingtian said that Aunt Chen had worked so hard caring for them mother and daughter, treating them like family—even like a mother.

With Aunt Chen around, Song Qingtian felt at ease. Now that she had money, she naturally wanted to give back to her “family” and “mother.” For now, she was just starting out, so the amount wasn’t much—but when she earned more in the future, she’d never neglect Aunt Chen. She’d definitely show her extra filial piety.

Fifty thousand yuan was a huge sum for Aunt Chen.

Her heart was deeply moved.

What wouldn’t she do for Song Qingtian!

End of Chapter 215: He’s Going Out