Lin Qingping and Gu Juncheng

Chapter 515 might just be wild thoughts.

Zhiyuan blinked. "Mom, don't you want to raise me anymore?"

Lin Qingping glared at him. "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Zhiyuan chuckled slyly, "Being with you, Father Gu, and Zhangzhu is the best thing for me!"

I was caught off guard!

Lin Qingping never expected Zhiyuan to shower her with such sweet words. She didn't know how to respond. She wanted to pinch the brat's cheek, but the brat had already grown so tall...

When I was little, my soft, round face was so cute!

With her home just ahead, Lin Qingping noticed a figure standing at her doorstep.

"Is that Gu's father?" Zhiyuan asked, jumping up and down.

"It seems so." That figure was all too familiar to Lin Qingping.

"Dad Gu is here to pick us up! Dad Gu—" Zhiyuan shouted.

He didn't answer, but instead took a step forward and walked to the streetlight.

In the dim light, looking this way, his figure was tall and his outline was clear, giving him a sense of resilience like a bamboo swaying in the summer night.

"Gu Juncheng!" She jogged over from the darkness, a smile on her face.

As his face became clearer under the streetlights, she noticed he looked nervous. What was wrong? Hmm? He even took a step back?

Just as she ran up to him, he grabbed her wrists tightly—yes, very tightly.

Lin Qingping looked at him with a puzzled expression. He frowned and whispered, "Zhiyuan is watching from behind. Don't rush in recklessly."

Lin Qingping: ...He thought she was going to throw herself into his arms?

Ha! You're so smug!

She looked back and saw that Zhiyuan had fallen far behind. When she turned around, Zhiyuan simply covered his eyes, saying, "I can't see anything!"

Lin Qingping: ? ? ? Has this brat grown up yet?

But that's not important; she's worried about her daughter. "Where's my precious daughter?"

“She slept for a little while.” Gu Juncheng gently squeezed one of her wrists.

After the two finished speaking at the door, they waited for Zhiyuan to slowly walk over.

Lin Qingping found it amusing, "You're quite something, aren't you? You're so capable, you can even coax the little pearl to sleep?"

Gu Juncheng's eyes gleamed with pride. "Haven't I been the one putting her to sleep these past few days since we came back? I sing and play the harmonica, and Zhangzhu stops fussing and slowly falls asleep, except... I can't provide her with food."

Lin Qingping smiled. Was he actually quite disappointed? That they couldn't provide food?

“However, you chilled the milk in the fridge beforehand, so there’s no problem at all!” He became even more smug.

"Okay, from now on, I can go to bed early!"

"Great! Zhangzhu likes me so much now." He cried as soon as Zhangzhu got close, something he had been regretting for a long time. Now, he felt so accomplished!

Lin Qingping couldn't help but glance at him. "Zhangzhu, Zhangzhu, all you think about now is Zhangzhu. Is it possible that you would give up everything for Zhangzhu?"

"Of course!" he said decisively, without hesitation.

This answer should have been enough to make her happy, but Lin Qingping felt a strange sense of loss—he seemed to have never said anything about what he would do for her, nor had he ever said that he loved her or liked her.

She used to think he was bad at expressing his feelings, or rather, he didn't like to express them directly. But now, seeing his fatherly love for his beloved daughter, it was overflowing, as if he wanted everyone to know...

He was completely oblivious to her sudden change in mood, and only stared at Zhiyuan, who was swaying and walking slowly ahead, and shouted, "Why don't you just walk backwards? Are you going to come back?"

Zhiyuan dashed over immediately, grinning as he reached him. "Hehe, I just felt this wasn't the right time to show up."

"So you'll stand at attention outside all night?" Gu Juncheng said sternly.

"No, no, no, no!" Zhiyuan squeezed between the two, hooking one arm around the other's. "I suddenly feel like I'm perfectly suited to show up again. Look, what a happy mom, dad, and eldest son! Come on, let's go see what our little princess is up to!"

Gu Juncheng laughed in exasperation and ruffled Zhiyuan's hair, saying, "You're so cheeky!"

The warm and harmonious conversation between father and son dispelled Lin Qingping's sense of loss; perhaps she was just overthinking things...

She smiled, shook her head, and walked with them toward the bright light in the house.

Zhangzhu was sleeping peacefully in the cradle. It was hot, so she was wearing a onesie. Gu Juncheng only covered her stomach with a small towel.

"Good girl." After taking a bath, Lin Qingping bent down and kissed her daughter's soft cheek, her strong arms encircling her waist.

Lin Qingping mocked him, "Don't pounce on me!"

I immediately applied what I had just learned, returning his words to him verbatim!

He hugged her even tighter and turned her over so she was facing him.

"Lin Qingping," he said in a low voice, "I've discovered that you're not well-behaved at all."

"What did I do wrong? I was very reserved, and I didn't pounce on you!" Lin Qingping rolled her eyes.

"If you catch me saying that, are you going to use it to punish me for the rest of my life?" He picked her up and had her straddle him.

"No, no, I was just following Master Gu's instructions." Lin Qingping pushed his shoulder, trying to get down.

His face darkened, and he pressed her down harder with his arm. "Give me an answer to Wu Tianjiao's question."

Lin Qingping: ? ? ? I don't understand. What does Wu Tianjiao's question have to do with him? Why should he give her an answer?

"How are you in front of Wu Tianjiao? And how are you in front of me? Tell me yourself!" he sneered.

"Ah?" Lin Qingping suddenly remembered that it was because she was hugging Wu Tianjiao and acting coquettishly, and Wu had said: "How can Master Gu stand being treated like this at home..."

Seeing that she finally understood, Gu Juncheng snorted again, "Tell me, what kind of person are you?"

"I..." Lin Qingping thought for a moment, and realized that she had never been coy or delicate in front of Gu Juncheng. She was just good at... being unreserved...

She burst into laughter, but afraid of waking Zhangzhu, she buried her face in his chest to stifle her laughter, her shoulders shaking with mirth.

"Is it funny?" he asked, his voice tinged with a strange sourness.

Lin Qingping imagined the scene—twisting against his body, and then calling his name in a sweet voice.

No way! She shuddered; she couldn't take it...

She suppressed a laugh, pressed her nose against his, and whispered, "It really is funny..."

Seeing that he was about to get angry, she quickly said, "But there's one thing that Wu Tianjiao absolutely has no part in, something I only did with you..."

Do you even need to ask what it is? Besides, she's always been a woman of action; she's not good with sweet talk, but she's quick and decisive!

Gu Juncheng hissed, "You dare to do that!"