Chapter 42: Giving Birth to Another Yu Shenme

Dongfang Cheng smiled softly and tugged at Gu Ting’s sleeve. “Gu-ge, aren’t you being a little too impatient? I haven’t even prepared to bring it out yet.”

“Pfft!” As expected, the mouthful of water Mo Wuxie was drinking sprayed everywhere.

“Bro, you really take the prize for being shameless!”

Gu Ting brushed off Dongfang Cheng’s hand with undisguised disdain. “Get lost.”

“You’re so cold, so heartless. I brought a whole box of snacks—they’re all downstairs in the storage room, brand-new flavors that haven’t even hit the market yet.”

At last, a hint of a smile touched Gu Ting’s lips. “Mm.”

He stood up straight and walked out of the study at a measured pace, heading toward the storage room.

“Why do I get the feeling Ting-ge is serious this time?” Mo Wuxie looked toward the doorway.

“If I met someone as beautiful as Shen Qing, I wouldn’t let go either.”

Mo Wuxie shot Dongfang Cheng a look of contempt, clicking his tongue.

“Look at you, no ambition at all. What’s so great about falling in love? But since Ting-ge is busy chasing after girls, did he mention my business to Shen Qing?”

“With your lousy company…”

**

Shen Qing called for a car and arrived at the meeting spot with Aunt Lin—a bubble tea shop decorated in sweet, girlish tones.

“Qingqing, over here!” Lin Tai had spotted her from afar and waved enthusiastically as soon as Shen Qing entered.

Shen Qing was so beautiful, but that silly son of hers cared only about his studies and never caught on. Asking him to arrange a meeting with Shen Qing was like owing him millions.

“Auntie.” Shen Qing sat across from Lin Tai and offered her a gentle smile.

“I ordered the shop’s signature milk tea for you. Give it a try—see if you like it.” Lin Tai beamed as she pushed the drink across the table.

“Thank you.” Shen Qing took a delicate sip; it was pleasantly sweet without being cloying, quite delicious.

Seeing her satisfied, Lin Tai let out a soft sigh.

“What’s wrong?” Shen Qing set down her tea, a bit worried by Lin Tai’s troubled expression.

“Qingqing, you said you’d call me before, but you never did,” Lin Tai complained, sounding a little aggrieved.

Shen Qing paused. It was true—half a month ago, after dinner at the Lin family’s, she’d left Lin Tai her number in a rush and hadn’t thought to call back.

“Sorry, I forgot.”

Lin Tai hadn’t expected such honesty and immediately burst into laughter. “It’s fine. I was surprised to find out you’re at the same school as my Ruiyang. If I hadn’t seen you on the school forum, I wouldn’t have known.”

“You’re on the First High School forum? You use that?” Shen Qing was genuinely surprised.

“I have to keep an eye on my son’s environment, after all. Your school’s forum is quite entertaining—gossip galore.” Lin Tai couldn’t help but smile, recalling how Lin Ruiyang was dubbed the Ice Prince.

“Qingqing, is it true what they say on the forum—that you can take on a hundred people by yourself?” Lin Tai’s eyes sparkled as she looked at Shen Qing.

“Just rumors,” Shen Qing replied, the corner of her mouth twitching.

Lin Tai gave a knowing smile. “Qingqing, that rascal Lin Ruiyang—please look after him for me at school. He’s in good hands with you around.”

Shen Qing paused. Lin Tai, still smiling, added, “Back in my school days, I was an OG member of the ‘Mourning Love’ crew. Such memories.”

Shen Qing thought: No wonder Lin Ruiyang is so cold—he was forced into it by you.

**

Yu Fei had arranged to meet someone at the Xi Building. After a few drinks, he slipped out to look for the restroom.

“Qingqing?” Yu Fei stared at the girl who’d just stepped out of a nearby private room, thinking for a moment that he must be drunk.

Shen Qing glanced at him and gave a curt “Mm,” acknowledging him before turning to leave.

Seeing she was about to go, Yu Fei grabbed her arm.

“What are you doing here? Do you realize how expensive this place is?” Xi Building had come from Beijing—just one dish could cost thousands. How could Shen Qing afford to eat here?

“Qingqing, how long are you going to keep making trouble?” In the end, Shen Qing was still his own flesh and blood. The thought of her being alone outside made him worry.

“Let go.”

Yu Fei was momentarily stunned, then silently released her. Why didn’t he ever learn? Shen Qing was always prickly—she’d never back down.

“Qingqing, I am your father.” Yu Fei’s tone softened a little.

“I can let go of the past, as long as you apologize to your grandmother and stop being so stubborn.”

Shen Qing narrowed her eyes, a smile curling at her lips. “Mm, for the sake of our deal at First High, I won’t touch your family.”

“But Mr. Yu, don’t get so drunk that you let some other woman take advantage and end up with another bastard Yu.”

“You—what nonsense are you spouting?” Yu Fei’s face darkened instantly.

“Is this what Shen Fangfei has been teaching you all these years?”

Shen Qing let out a cold laugh. “And you think you’re worthy of mentioning her?”

“Qingqing, didn’t you leave already?” Lin Tai had just stepped out of her private room and saw Shen Qing with a middle-aged man outside.

“Who is this?” Lin Tai studied Yu Fei—he wore an expensive suit and had an air of refinement.

“Don’t know him,” Shen Qing replied to Lin Tai with a smile.

Yu Fei felt a surge of discomfort. He was her biological father, yet she seemed so familiar with an outsider.

“Shen Qing, do as you see fit.” Yu Fei cast Shen Qing a cold look, said no more, and turned to leave.