NOVPUBChapter 333: 333, Jin Lin, Yangguang
Chapter 333: 333, Jin Lin, Yangguang
Soaking in sweat, Song Qinghuan jolted awake with a start.
Almost instinctively, she wanted to sit up, but found someone lying on top of her, head pressing against her chest. No wonder she was having a nightmare.
The moment Song Qinghuan moved, Shi Yuhuan also woke up.
He raised his head, his eyes somewhat languid and bleary, suggesting he had just been asleep too.
Seeing Song Qinghuan’s pale face, drenched in sweat, and breathing heavily, he helped her sit up and softly asked, “What happened? Nightmare?”
Taking several gasping breaths, Song Qinghuan had already regained her composure.
She realized she had been moved from previous location on the carpet with Zishi and was now in the bedroom, sharing a bed with Shi Yuhuan who had carried her there.
Song Qinghuan smiled and leaned lightly against Shi Yuhuan, “Mmm, a small nightmare, nothing to worry about. Did you finish your work?”
“Mmm.” Shi Yuhuan responded nonchalantly and lay back down, embracing Song Qinghuan before lazily closing his eyes.
The ambiance in the room was peaceful and warm.
Shifting her body a little, Song Qinghuan asked Shi Yuhuan, “What time is it now?”
Shi Yuhuan, eyes still closed, responded, “I don’t know.”
Turning her gaze towards the window, Song Qinghuan thought about the guests in the villa, and asked subtly, “It should be noon by now. Your aunt is in the villa opposite; Aunt He is not at work. Should I go over and prepare lunch for them?”
Shi Yuhuan replied impatiently, “She can take care of herself. You don’t need to worry.”
Glancing at him with his eyes closed, expressionless, Song Qinghuan couldn’t gauge what he was thinking.
After a moment of silence, she spoke again, “Shi Yuhuan … um … what’s the deal with your aunt’s child?”
She had the vague impression that Shi Yuhuan didn’t dislike Jin Lin, but was rather nice to her.
“It’s not her child!” Shi Yuhuan replied in an icy tone.
Song Qinghuan looked at him in shock, “Ah? Then whose child is it?”
Shi Yuhuan, with his eyes still closed, began slowly, “She was brought up by my mother. She has always been quite cheeky. She got lost in France when she was five. My mother had people looking for her for a long time, but to no avail.”
He paused, Song Qinghuan then asked, “And then?”
Shi Yuhuan continued, “Later, she ended up in Lille, France, where she was adopted by a kind French woman.”
Song Qinghuan smiled, “So she’s lucky,” then asked again, “What does this have to do with the child?”
Shi Yuhuan held Song Qinghuan a little tighter in his arms and said gently, “That kid is named Sunny, or Yangguang. He’s her foster mother’s son. When Jin Lin was fifteen, her foster mother divorced and remarried, and had a child who was diagnosed with leukemia at birth. It’s benign, yet he still depends on medication for survival. Despite living a hard life, she didn’t abandon Jin Lin and continued to pay for her education, no matter how poor they were.”
Because she needed a lot of money to pay for Yangguang’s medical expenses, her foster mother worked more than twenty hours a day, but still had no money. Jin Lin wanted to quit school to help her foster mother, but her foster mother wouldn’t allow it. She said she would earn enough money to pay for her schooling and Yangguang’s medical expenses.
“So that’s what it was, …” Song Qinghuan quietly added, “She lied to her, right? Her foster mother was very kind to her and probably didn’t want her to worry or feel guilty.”
