Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth

Chapter 681: Rare Opportunity, Whoever Lets Go Is a Fool.

Fu Shihan’s gaze was scintillating, filled with anticipation.

Su Wanxin stared at him for a while, then turned her head to look at the sleeping child on the bed and asked softly, "What about Yangyang then?"

"Just bring him back."

"You really..." Su Wanxin paused, almost letting words slip, "you weren’t planning on letting me go tonight, were you?"

"Correct."

It was a rare opportunity, one only a fool would pass up.

Previously, when she hadn’t nodded in agreement, enduring it had been enough, but not anymore.

Now that she said it was okay, he couldn’t hold back.

Fu Shihan held her tightly and repeated in a low voice, "Not letting go."

Su Wanxin sighed and gently pushed him. "Then if he wakes up and cries, you take care of it."

"Okay."

"...Then let me go, I need to change clothes."

Upon hearing this, Fu Shihan immediately let go, his lips curled up in a smile, watching her get up with an expression so jovial that Su Wanxin couldn’t bring herself to say anything to him.

Su Wanxin got up to change her clothes and pack, feeling incredibly conflicted.

She was actually doing such an outrageous act, sneaking out in the middle of the night to elope with him... If Su Yao found out, she wouldn’t have the face to explain it to her.

Su Wanxin felt a headache coming on, torn and angry, angry at herself for agreeing so readily, going along with whatever he said, being completely devoured by him.

Just yesterday, Su Yao had lectured her for a long time, telling her not to be so soft-hearted towards Fu Shihan, saying all men are big bad wolves, up to no good.

Su Wanxin slowly turned her head and glanced at the "wolf" on the bed. Unaware, he was sitting there watching the little wolf, occasionally poking its little face as if playing with some toy.

Su Wanxin slowly got everything organized, and as Fu Shihan looked her way and caught her eye, he smiled slightly, stood up, and said, "Let’s go."

He picked up the little one from the bed, and Su Wanxin despairingly followed his steps.

When they left the room, Yangyang woke up. Since he had wet the bed earlier, he hadn’t been sleeping soundly and now groggily opened his eyes, his beautiful little face full of confusion.

Where is this?

He clung to Fu Shihan’s neck, leaning on his shoulder and asked in a tender voice, "Daddy?"

"Mm."

"Where are we going?"

"Going home."

"Ying... I want mommy to hold me."

Seeing Su Wanxin behind them, he suddenly felt like acting spoiled. Then he heard Fu Shihan coldly say: "You are too heavy; your mom can’t hold you."

"Ying... Mommy..."

"Fu Yu’an?"

The called out Yangyang: "..."

His little mouth tightly pressed, swallowing all the sobs, looked pitifully at Su Wanxin. Seeing Su Wanxin smile at him made him even more want her to hold him.

Mommy was soft and fragrant, unlike daddy.

Su Wanxin quickened her pace, kissed him, and gently tugged his little hand to comfort him: "Mommy will hold you once you’re fully awake."

"Okay." Yangyang obediently complied, and soon he closed his eyes again.

They entered the elevator and reached the indoor parking garage. Fu Shihan was about to drive off after putting his son in the back seat when he sharply noticed a sneaky figure outside.

Someone was there.

His gaze slightly darkened, he unbuckled his seat belt, calmly said, "Wait for me in the car," and then got out of the car again.

Su Wanxin didn’t know what was happening, her gaze uncertainly following him.

She watched him walk towards the left side, then stop by a square column. There seemed to be someone behind the column, and he was talking to them.