Wen Fufu sat at the bedside, her eyes filled with delight as she sorted through the results of her shopping.
The not-so-large bed was covered with baby clothes in all kinds of colors. These were all prepared for her son. When her son grew a little bigger, he would be able to wear them. At that time he would definitely look adorable.
Wen Fufu was already impatient for the little baby to grow up quickly.
At that moment, knocking sounds came from outside the house.
Wen Fufu put down the tiny clothes in her hands and glanced at the time. Could it be Aunt Shen and the others?
But it wasn’t even time to deliver food yet.
Without suspecting anything, Wen Fufu slipped on her slippers and trotted to the courtyard door. She lifted the bolt and opened it, a smile appearing on her face.
“Aunt Shen—”
The rest of her words were swallowed the moment she saw the person standing outside.
Wen Fufu didn’t have time to think. She immediately tried to close the door.
Just as the door was about to shut, a large, well-defined hand slid into the gap and firmly grabbed the doorframe.
Wen Fufu cautiously looked outside.
Following that beautiful hand upward, her gaze reached the man’s face. The ambiguous scene from that day suddenly surged back into her mind.
A faint scent of green wood lingered around her nose.
Feeling uneasy, Wen Fufu said, “You… who are you? Why are you standing outside my house?”
No matter what, Wen Fufu firmly pretended not to recognize the person outside the door.
Song Jingting raised an eyebrow. He hadn’t expected that after seeing him, she would pretend not to know him.
“Miss Wen truly forgets things easily,” Song Jingting said as he looked at her and stepped closer.
Wen Fufu’s ears twitched. After hearing Song Jingting’s voice, her ears felt strangely itchy. For some reason, she sensed danger in that sentence.
Although Wen Fufu felt cowardly inside, she still pretended to be calm on the surface.
“What do you mean forgetting things? I don’t even know you. If you don’t have anything else to do, I… I’m going to close the door.”
“Heh.”
Song Jingting let out a low laugh.
Wen Fufu shrank behind the door.
What was he laughing at? It was strangely frightening.
Only after standing close to Song Jingting did Wen Fufu realize that there truly existed people in this world who could make others feel afraid just from their aura alone.
Song Jingting no longer wanted to continue this game of “you know me, I don’t know you.” He stepped closer, grabbed her hand, and placed the gift he had prepared into her palm.
“Miss Wen, take a look at this first. Then tell me whether you recognize me or not. Oh, right—I still have many more. If Miss Wen likes them, you can come to me directly to get them.”
Wen Fufu quickly pulled her hand out of his palm.
At that moment, she was holding a card. Its texture felt similar to a photograph. Looking at the back, it was indeed a photo.
Wen Fufu glanced at him in confusion, then turned the photo over to look at the front.
The moment she saw what was in the photo, she nearly slipped.
Wen Fufu raised a trembling finger and pointed at him. Her eyes were filled with shame, anger, shock, and panic.
“You… you big pervert!”
Song Jingting remained very calm. Following her pointing finger, he simply wrapped her entire small hand in his own.
“Miss Wen still wants to say she doesn’t recognize me?”
Wen Fufu tried to shake off his hand, but he held on tightly.
This person… this person had actually taken photos of them in bed.
In truth, the photo was very subtle. It showed the two of them sleeping while embracing each other. The blanket covered them properly. To an ordinary person, it would simply look like a normal couple sleeping together.
The key point was that after saying that sentence, Song Jingting deliberately leaned close to Wen Fufu and whispered in her ear,
“I have many more that are even more exciting.”
Wen Fufu’s face turned red like it was smoking. She covered her ears with both hands.
“Stop talking! I recognize you, okay? Big pervert!”
Wu Gang stood to the side, staring blankly at the entire scene. He almost cried out in shock.
What was he seeing?
He had actually witnessed the Young Master teasing a lady.
Wu Gang quietly reduced his presence.
He would become the first person to enjoy the gossip.
Wen Fufu noticed the man looking at her with amusement. She lowered the hands covering her ears and said helplessly,
“What exactly do you want? We were just strangers who had one encounter.”
“Miss Wen thinks that was merely an encounter between strangers?” Song Jingting narrowed his eyes and spoke dangerously.
Wen Fufu didn’t understand why the man’s mood suddenly dropped. Fear crept into her heart. She scratched the doorframe with her fingers to give herself courage.
“Yes. Everyone makes mistakes sometimes. We’re all adults. Adults should take responsibility for their actions.”
“Since Miss Wen says adults should take responsibility, then Miss Wen should take responsibility for me,” Song Jingting said.
“What responsibility do I have to take?” Wen Fufu stepped back several paces in fright.
“Miss Wen took my first time and then turned her face and refused to acknowledge it afterward. Shouldn’t you take responsibility?”
Song Jingting spoke calmly, without even a change in expression, completely unconcerned about whether such words were inappropriate.
Wen Fufu was stunned.
Then she shouted loudly, “It was my first time too! And when something like that happens, the woman is the one who suffers more. How can you have the nerve to ask me to take responsibility?”
“So Miss Wen doesn’t want to take responsibility?”
“Hmph!” Clearly not.
“Wu Gang, help me invite a lawyer,” Song Jingting suddenly said something unrelated.
Wu Gang had been watching the drama enthusiastically, his excitement surging. This was the first time he had seen the Young Master like this.
Now he finally understood why the Young Master had driven overnight to Taohua Village.
So he had come to pursue his wife.
Did this mean their family was about to have a Young Madam?
“Wu Gang.”
Song Jingting frowned and called again.
Wu Gang snapped back to reality and hurriedly took out his phone. Although he didn’t know why the Young Master wanted to contact a lawyer, he would simply carry out the task.
“Young Master, I’ll contact Lawyer Zhang right away.”
Although Wen Fufu didn’t understand everything, if the matter had escalated to the point of contacting a lawyer, it definitely wasn’t simple.
“Why are you contacting a lawyer?” she asked.
Song Jingting replied calmly, “Since you don’t want to take responsibility, I won’t force you, in case you accuse me of being petty. I only want to fight for the right to raise the child.”
Wen Fufu gripped the doorframe tightly to steady herself. Her face instantly turned pale.
“You already know?” she said.
After speaking, she lowered her head and forced a weak smile.
She had lived peacefully for too long. How could she have forgotten? If the man could find this place, how could he not know she had given birth?
Or perhaps… he had come here precisely because of the child.
Song Jingting remained silent.
But the expression on his face already gave Wen Fufu the answer.
Wen Fufu tried to close the door again to block him outside.
Song Jingting immediately saw through her intention. He bent down and lifted her up, carrying her inside like a child.
“Put me down! You hooligan! Big bad guy! I will never give my son to you!”
Wen Fufu kicked her legs continuously. Her hands pressed against the man’s shoulders as she struggled to get down.
But the man held her too tightly. No matter how much she pushed, he didn’t move at all.
Song Jingting’s head rested against the girl’s stomach.
He looked up at her. Because of the way he was holding her, she was half a head taller than him.
The corners of his lips curled.
“You don’t want to take responsibility for me, and you also want to monopolize the child. How could such a good thing exist in this world?”
“If you take responsibility for me, I won’t compete with you for the child. But if you refuse… you should know that I have the ability to make it so that you and your son will never see each other again.”
After hearing this, Wen Fufu’s eyes rolled around thoughtfully.
“Put me down first. I’ll… think about it.”
Of course she wouldn’t take responsibility.
A grown man asking her to take responsibility—how shameless.
She thought of a plan.
For now, she would stabilize the man first. Once he lowered his guard, she would secretly take the baby and run somewhere else.
Then she would see whether he could still try to snatch her baby.
Song Jingting’s voice turned slightly cold as he threatened softly,
“If you dare secretly run away with the child, I don’t mind being the villain for once. I never go back on my word.”
Hearing that, Wen Fufu completely gave up the thought of escaping.
She was certain that this man would absolutely do what he said.