Chapter 180
Ling Wu turned and went upstairs very quickly, which made He Cheng slightly stunned. Then he remembered what the servants had said: Ling Wu valued Ting Lan and Ting Yao the most.
He suddenly came to his senses and quickly followed.
But as soon as he went upstairs, he found that Ling Wu, who had arrived a few steps earlier, was pale and her eyes seemed to be filled with tears.
Before He Cheng could comfort her, he saw her, though frightened, still calmly step forward, though her steps were somewhat unsteady.
"Yaoyao." Her voice trembled slightly.
Ling Wu's gentle eyes were filled with lingering fear. Ignoring the shards of glass scattered on the ground, she quickly stepped forward and picked up He Tingyao, who was sitting on the ground with a pale face from fright.
"Don't be afraid, Yaoyao, Mommy's here."
Surrounded by a cool sensation, the refreshing fragrance brought He Tingyao back to her senses. She hugged Ling Wu back, nuzzling her face against Ling Wu's neck, completely concealing the smile on her lips.
Not all mothers are warm; her mother was cool and fragrant, or...
I love her!
"Mom..." The girl's choked voice, filled with fear, brought tears to the eyes of anyone who heard it.
He Cheng stood at the top of the stairs, momentarily forgetting to go up.
He suddenly realized that all his guesses about Ling Wu had vanished in this scene.
The shattered glass reflected the dazzling light of the crystal chandelier, and she stood amidst the shimmering waves, her beauty like a painting, captivating his gaze.
She held Tingyao in her arms, her eyes reddening, but she remained calm. Her gaze was gentle yet firm, and she spoke softly to soothe the frightened Tingyao.
"Don't be afraid, Yaoyao, Mommy's here."
Duan Lingwu's appearance was something he had never seen before. Usually, he would hear Yao's childish voice say that she was injured, and he would also construct a cold and irritable image of her in his mind from Song Yue's ambiguous words.
But never once did I realize that what truly hurt me was Tingyao's injury.
After all, that was the child she had raised herself, the child she would protect without fear of any danger in the event of trouble.
He Cheng suppressed his intense regret once again. He strode forward, spread his arms, and gestured to Ling Wu to share He Tingyao's weight.
But when He Tingyao finally managed to lift her head, with glistening tears still clinging to her eyelashes, she resisted and hugged Ling Wu!
"I want my mommy..." The childish voice carried a hint of unease.
Lingwu reached out and gently patted her back to comfort her.
He Cheng's hands hung awkwardly in mid-air, his expression somewhat stiff.
Seeing his embarrassment, Ling Wu coldly explained, "You and Yao Yao have only spent less than a month together, so it's normal for her to resist you now."
Knowing full well that he had failed in his responsibilities as a father, and with Ling Wu's words at this moment, he felt a sense of relief in addition to regret.
She cares so much about Tingyao and Tinglan, she definitely won't divorce him easily...
During this time, he should be able to win her back.
“Mr. He, instead of just watching here, why don’t you investigate why this vase fell off the shelf, and why it happened to fall just as Tingyao appeared?”
When Ling Wu was comforting He Tingyao, she didn't notice the injuries on her body, and even the way she looked frightened was a common tactic of He Tingyao.
That means she was directing and acting all by herself.
However, she couldn't find anything on He Tingyao's person.
And the vase on the shelf is so tall, it would be impossible for it to fall unless...
Someone is helping her.
Ling Wu patted He Tingyao's hand gently, her eyes lowered slightly, her gaze soft as she looked up at the cute little girl who was showing her a strong smile.
"Can Yaoyao sleep with Mommy tonight? Yaoyao is scared..."
While the atmosphere here was warm and affectionate, He Cheng's face remained cold and stern.
"The surveillance cameras just happened to be broken?" He Cheng's handsome face darkened.
He Cheng, having received Jiang Du's nod, furrowed his brows and his eyes turned cold.
Duan Lingwu is in poor health, so she has put He Tingyao down now, but He Tingyao is still clinging to Lingwu and refusing to let go.
Therefore, Lingwu squatted down and encircled her.
She tilted her head slightly to look at He Cheng. Although she raised her head, her expression was indifferent and elegant, as if she were sitting on a cloud.
This gave He Cheng the illusion that he was looking up to Ling Wu.
Ling Wu said, "Since the surveillance cameras are broken, let's go check on the person in charge of this floor. The second floor... if I remember correctly... is Song Yue in charge, right?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Ling Wu could clearly feel He Tingyao's body stiffen.
It seems she was right.
But why did she choose Song Yue?
Do they still want her biological mother, or do they want to torment Song Yue?
After Ling Wu finished speaking, she carried He Tingyao back to their room. She left this small matter to He Cheng, who should be able to handle it.
As they went upstairs, they happened to run into He Tinglan, who was coming up from the first floor.
The little boy was clean and tidy, except for his slightly messy hair, there was nothing else strange about him.
He didn't care about the large group of people on the second floor, but his eyes darkened for a moment when he saw Ling Wu holding He Tingyao.
But with his lips still taut, he calmly walked upstairs, holding onto the low handrail that had been specially made for the convenience of the two children, below the normal handrail.
"Lanlan should be practicing the piano on the third floor at this time, so why did she come up from the first floor?" Ling Wu asked casually as she followed behind He Tinglan.
He Tinglan's small figure froze, but only for a moment.
"Look at the birds," he replied casually.
Ling Wu gave a soft "Mmm," as if it were just a casual question.
Once they reached the third floor, Lingwu carried He Tingyao back to bed.
After the little girl blinked her big, watery eyes and successfully begged Ling Wu to stay, she tugged at Ling Wu's sleeve and asked, "Mommy, can I skip school tomorrow and go to work with you?"
He Tingyao's small body was still trembling, "Mommy, Yaoyao is scared of home, boohoo..."
Even when she cries, she looks beautiful, and her voice doesn't sound annoying like other children's cries; instead, it's as endearing as a little kitten.
"Okay," Ling Wu said gently.
He Tingyao's words of supplication were left unsaid, as if in disbelief. After a long while, she hugged Ling Wu's arm with a satisfied smile on her face.
"Mommy is so good..." she murmured, her little body finally exhausted from crying, and she drifted off to sleep.
Lingwu turned off the light, and the moonlight shone in from outside, her eyes still gentle and warm.
Is this person treating Song Yue as the former Duan Lingwu?
But how did she make Song Yue a tool in her hands?
Money? Or is it using emotions as bargaining chips?
If Song Yue is after money, she might still have a chance to get it in the end.
What she could ask for was He Tingyao's affection for her, so that she could plan more for the future.
That's truly both greedy and naive.
next day
After successfully securing the opportunity to spend the entire day with Ling Wu, He Tingyao tried her best to suppress the upward curve of her lips while washing up.
Mom loves her a little more now!
Sooner or later, Mom will love her like she used to!
While eating breakfast, He Tingyao glanced at He Tinglan several times and found that he still looked indifferent. She was still puzzled.
But the doubts quickly disappeared, because...
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