Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth

Chapter 395 Is the Child Yours and Su Wanxin’s?

The IV was hung, and he hummed and hawed for a while before falling asleep again. It wasn’t until the IV was finished that he woke up, rubbing his eyes and bidding farewell to Doctor Uncle.

Fu Shiyi saw the doctor off before coming back to stay with him. The child had always been attached to Fu Shiyi, but today, against all habits, he insisted on finding his dad.

"Daddy is working. Once he’s finished, he’ll come to see you. You keep Auntie company for now, and we’ll chat while waiting for him."

Fu Shihan disliked being disturbed while working. Yangyang knew this and didn’t dare to overstep, so he reluctantly asked, "Chat about what?"

"Do you miss your mom?"

"...Yes."

The moment Su Wanxin was mentioned, his eyes immediately reddened.

"Auntie, does mommy really dislike me? Why doesn’t she come to find me?"

Fu Shiyi was taken aback, at a loss for words, unsure how to respond.

If it weren’t for her witnessing Su Wanxin hiding outside the kindergarten waiting for Yangyang to finish school with her own eyes, she would indeed think so too.

"Do you all also really dislike my mommy? Why don’t you let me live with her?"

The child’s straightforward question was unsettling.

"Is my mommy bad? Why don’t you like her? Daddy and I both like her, don’t you like her, Auntie?"

"I... like her."

"You’re lying."

"No, your mom and I are actually very close. I’ve known her for a long time and know a lot about her. Do you want to hear about it?"

"Yes!" Yangyang nodded vigorously. "What does my mommy like to eat? Let’s bring her some tasty treats when we visit her!"

Fu Shiyi smiled, continuing to coax him in the room until Fu Shihan finished his work.

"Daddy, hold me!"

He scrambled onto Fu Shihan, hugging his neck tightly and refusing to let go.

Fu Shihan kissed his forehead to check his temperature, which wasn’t as hot anymore. Then he took him to the playroom, afraid that he had slept too much during the day and wouldn’t be able to sleep at night.

On the first floor, after playing with puzzles for a while, Yangyang felt uncomfortable and burrowed into Fu Shihan’s embrace. Fu Shihan looked at his pitiable little self and showed rare gentleness.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the snow was pure white.

Fu Shihan stared blankly outside, lost in thought, until he heard the sound of a car entering the yard, then sideways glanced over.

Yangyang also heard the noise, thinking it was Fu Shili coming back. But upon stretching his neck to look, he was stunned.

"I’ve seen this uncle before!"

"Yeah." Fu Shihan lowered his gaze, looking eye to eye with him. "Remember what to call him?"

"Uncle Zhong!"

Zhong Xian came to see Li Mo. Fu Shihan didn’t know what time they had arranged to meet, so it was purely coincidental that they crossed paths.

But since he had seen him, there was no sense in wasting the opportunity.

After pondering for a moment, he stroked Yangyang’s hair and softly said, "Let’s go out and greet Uncle Zhong."

"Okay!"

Fu Shihan stood up carrying him and slowly walked outside.

Inside the living room, Zhong Xian had just entered and was exchanging pleasantries with Li Mo.

He heard footsteps, turned to look, and upon seeing Fu Shihan holding a familiar-looking child, his mind buzzed, and he froze.

"Uncle Zhong!"

Yangyang saw him, smiled sweetly, and waved his little hand.

Zhong Xian watched them unblinkingly, his heart lifted midair.

He knew that the Fu Family had a Young Master. The first time he came over, he had overheard the servants mentioning it but had never seen him.

Because of professional ethics, he didn’t want to delve into the Young Master’s affairs. Every wealthy family had their own secrets, and knowing one more would mean carrying one more burden.

Yet, he had never imagined that he might have already met him.

He stared at Fu Shihan for a long time, then lost his composure and blurted out, "Fluoxetine?"

Fu Shihan raised an eyebrow: "What do you mean?"

"...Is this child Su Wanxin’s and yours?"