She abandoned her husband first, then her children, and was ecstatic after the divorce.

Lin Qingran was very satisfied with the blind date she was meeting.

This is the year that I left the Fu family and the capital city, and returned to Yuncheng with my daughter, Xiaolingdang.

She was not idle.

She went on countless blind dates that year, hoping to find a good father for her daughter. She tried to meet a few men, but none of them were satisfactory.

However, she is willing to give this new type of product a try.

Now that the cooperation agreement had been reached, Lin Qingran generously transferred 100,000 yuan to the other party's WeChat account. "This is a prepayment. Can you drive? Can you start work tonight? Take me home first so I can see my daughter!"

As she spoke, she picked up her bag and stood up.

Bo Ye was also very perceptive. He took the car keys, raised his arm for Lin Qingran to link arms with him, and strode out of the private room.

But to everyone's surprise, as soon as the elevator doors opened, Lin Qingran collided head-on with the two people inside the elevator, one big and one small!

His steps suddenly stopped.

The pain she had hidden deep in her heart was uprooted almost instantly!

He had to grip Bo Ye's arm tightly to keep himself calm and not reveal any emotion.

The tall and imposing Fu Xiuheng was dressed in a black satin suit, his long legs encased in trousers. He had a high nose bridge, deep-set eyes, and was exceptionally handsome, yet his entire being was shrouded in an icy aura that kept people at a distance!

At this moment, he was carrying the feverish Fu Xingze in his arms, preparing to take him to the hospital. When he saw Lin Qingran, his expression suddenly changed, and his eyes were fixed on her, as if he wanted to poke a hole in her or tear her to pieces.

His eyes showed shock, bewilderment, guilt, and anger!

Fu Xingze clung to his father's neck, refusing to let go. Even in his dazed state, he saw a face. "Daddy, am I dreaming? Or am I already dead? Why am I seeing Mommy standing in front of me?"

Fu Xiuheng's gaze swept over the woman's wrist, which was entangled with the young man's, and his voice was chillingly cold. "Lin Qingran!"

Lin Qingran quickly composed herself. Pretending not to see or hear anything, she affectionately linked arms with Bo Ye and stepped into the elevator without even glancing at the father and son!

They treated them like complete strangers!

The air pressure around Fu Xiuheng suddenly dropped to freezing point!

He held the child in one arm, and with the other hand, in a very ungentlemanly manner, he grabbed Lin Qingran's wrist and dragged her over!

"Lin Qingran! Weren't you dead? Why are you here?"

Stumbling, Lin Qingran lost her balance in her high heels and fell headfirst into Fu Xiuheng's arms, the impact of his cold, hard chest making her dizzy!

The familiar yet heart-wrenching scent of agarwood wafts through the air!

Lin Qingran looked up angrily, her heart turning cold, and she wanted to push him away as if he were a plague!

"Sir, what are you doing? Let go! I'm calling the police if you don't!"

Seeing this, Susukino, his face cold with anger, his eyes flashing with ruthlessness, commanded, "Let go!"

Eyes facing each other.

The situation is tense!

The two are about the same height!

In terms of momentum, neither of them lost!

But Fu Xiuheng didn't take the pretty boy seriously at all. Not only did he not let go, but he also handed the son in his arms to his assistant who was so shocked that he couldn't speak!

With his other hand, he grabbed Lin Qingran's chin hard, sneered, and his eyes were filled with the fury of someone who had been tricked and was now in despair!

"Call the police?! Why do I, Fu Xiuheng, need the police's permission to touch my own wife?"

"Who's your wife? Are you out of your mind?"

Lin Qingran remained unfazed and coldly retorted!

She feels disgusted just looking at him now; his eyes are filled with unfamiliarity and estrangement.

"You're still pretending not to know me? Lin Qingran, you're really something, playing dead to deceive people, keeping me and my son completely in suspense. Can't you see that your son has a high fever that won't go down, and what about you? You don't care at all, you're out there having a good time, and you're even dating some gigolo?"

He was completely fooled by her!

Despite the pain, Lin Qingran looked directly into Fu Xiuheng's eyes without flinching, suppressing her emotions and ignoring the sickly child behind her. "I'll only say this once! You've mistaken me for someone else! I'm not Lin Qingran!! I don't have a son!"

Fu Xingze, barely alive, burst into tears, but dared not move forward, "Mommy..."

"I feel so bad! Look at me, I'm Fu Xingze!"

In the past, whenever he was sick, Lin Qingran would take care of him day and night.

I'm so heartbroken I could cry!

Even though he was delirious from the fever, he still felt incredibly sad.

Lin Qingran felt only irony at being called "Mommy".

She clenched her hands at her sides, her face as cold as ice, and said each word with utmost defiance, "Sir, please control your child and don't let a stranger claim him as his mother! I don't have a son like that!"

"Mommy!" Fu Xiuheng was utterly desperate.

Fu Xiuheng gripped her slender waist tightly with his large hand, his anger surging. "Lin Qingran, what kind of mother are you? You don't even want your own son anymore? Aren't you afraid of hurting your child by saying such things?!"

The heat in her palm felt like a branding iron, and Lin Qingran could only manage a bitter smile.

Hurting the child's feelings?

Who will mend her wounded heart?

Once upon a time, little Fu Xingze was her only hope in the Fu family.

It was her fate.

If you hold it in your palm, it might fall; if you keep it in your mouth, you're afraid it will melt!

Teach him to walk, teach him to talk, teach him to write his name stroke by stroke, teach him how to conduct himself in society, teach him how to love...

But what about Fu Xingze?

He looked down on her more and more, and every word he said to her was like a knife, stabbing the softest spot in her heart!

Like Fu Xiuheng, he was cold, heartless, and only had eyes for Lin Yuyan.

She sneered, "He's not my son, why should I be sad?"

The resentment in her heart surged like a raging sea, as if all the grievances she had suffered in the past were coming out in full force. Without hesitation, she kicked the man's shin with her high heels!

A sharp pain shot through him, and Fu Xiuheng staggered and let go!

Then, Bo Ye, with his piercing gaze, punched him in the abdomen, causing him to bend over in pain!

Lin Qingran took a step back, suppressing the turmoil in her heart, and warned him, "I told you I'm not the person you're looking for! Instead of wasting your time here, you'd be better off taking your son to the hospital!"

The elevator doors opened at that moment.

She grabbed Bo Ye and turned to leave!

Fu Xingze's eyes were brimming with tears. Unable to contain his temper, he cried out like an abandoned and enraged little animal, "I don't want it! I don't want it! I want Mommy! Lin Qingran! Come back here! Let me go!"

He's going to find Lin Qingran!

He didn't believe Lin Qingran didn't want him anymore!

But his fever reached 40°C, and the little guy was too agitated. Suddenly, he rolled over in a violent struggle and started convulsing!

"Young Master! Something terrible has happened, Mr. Fu! The Young Master has a high fever and is having convulsions!"

Lin Qingran paused briefly, but did not turn around.

Straighten your back and distance yourself from them!