How many loves can be relived in the story of a devoted CEO pursuing his wife?

Xie Xue instinctively lunged to stop him, but it was too late.

A pungent odor filled the air, and she abruptly covered her nose and looked away. When she turned around, the nanny had already been pushed onto the sofa by Lin Lan, coughing violently while covering her eyes.

Lin Lan also wrapped her grandson tightly, his face flushed red, and his sharp, startled cries almost ripped out her soul.

"Cough cough... Lanlan, what are you doing? Stop it!"

I never imagined that Lin Lan would be so crazy as to have such thoughts about a child.

She was still clutching the half-empty packet of medicine in her hand, the white powder falling out in a soft rustling sound.

Xie Xue swallowed hard, her face as white as if she had just been pulled out of ice water. Her eyelids twitched wildly for a long time before she managed to squeeze out a sentence: "Calm down, don't hurt Zhiyuan!"

Lin Lan hugged her son tightly, met Xie Xue and Lin Zhicheng's astonished gazes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Are you all forcing me? Are you trying to drive me to my death?"

Xie Xue felt a chill run down her spine and subconsciously took a half step back, her uneasy gaze quickly meeting Lin Zhicheng's, who had already slid to her side.

Before the two elders could speak, Lin Xuedong smiled.

"Holding the child, are you going to cry, scream, and threaten suicide?" The smile was mocking and cold.

The light fell on him, and his eyes were still the same, only now the corners of his eyes were slightly upturned, revealing a sharp and sarcastic edge.

This man, however, possessed striking features, and his sharp tongue became an unyielding spirit.

"You think you can get everything this way?" He leaned against the dining table in his wheelchair, not moving forward, as if drawing a clear line between himself and the woman not far away.

“I don’t want anything in return, but Zhiyuan is my child, and you can’t take away our chance to be close!”

"Your child?" Lin Xuedong picked up the cup again, the white bone china spinning silently between his fingers, as if unconsciously playing with it, yet radiating a captivating light. "How can you prove it?"

"Cough cough cough, cough cough cough" Lin Lan choked on her own breath, coughing so hard her lungs felt like they were going to explode, but she still desperately suppressed the cries in her arms.

Seeing that she hadn't loosened her grip at all, and the child was suffocating like a frightened kitten, Xie Xue frantically waved her hands, saying, "Look at the child! If you keep him so tight, he'll die!"

"Don't come any closer!" Lin Lan retreated warily, shaking the packet of white powder to stop Xie Xue from advancing, her hair trembling. "You don't even want me anymore, what right do you have to try and take my child?"

Xie Xue closed her eyes, a mouthful of blood choking in her throat.

What kind of stubbornness is hidden in this woman's heart that makes her insist on dragging everyone down into the abyss?

When she opened her eyes again, she was trembling with anger. She pointed a finger at Lin Lan and said, "Weren't you trying to drive me crazy too? I told you to know when to quit while you're ahead and live a peaceful life abroad. It's better than coming back and being a rat in the street!"

Letting out a heavy sigh, Xie Xue's voice was filled with heartache and disappointment: "If I had known... I would have preferred to let you stay in the orphanage for the rest of your life. I kindly brought you back, but you've turned our family into a complete mess!"

Lin Lan's expression changed drastically. Her heart felt as if it had been ripped out and smashed to the ground. As the dull pain exploded, the bright tomato red on her lips instantly withered.

"lifetime?"

She staggered half a step, and suddenly every figure in the room became blurry. How come it's different from when she was a child?

At that time, they all had smiles on their faces, spoke in gentle and kind voices, and would even laugh and let her take her arm and act coquettishly, or reach out to touch her hair, showing her great care.

She opened her mouth, and a bitter taste spread from the tip of her tongue to her throat. She hurriedly swallowed it down, but she couldn't suppress the churning sorrow in her heart.

Looking down at the child in her arms, whose face was red from crying, she felt as if each tear on her eyelashes was a needle piercing her heart.

Isn't blood thicker than water?

Why did she feel that even her own flesh and blood didn't want to be close to her anymore, and that they all disliked her?

A chill crept up her spine, and she realized that the wind outside had somehow sneaked into the room through the open door.

The wind, carrying the damp chill of the grass and trees, felt like fine needles on her skin, as if mocking her disheveled and pitiful state.

"No, Mommy, I never intended to hurt anyone," Lin Lan's voice trembled with tears, broken and humble, "I just like Brother, and now that Zhiyuan is here, I don't ask for anything in return..."

"But at least don't separate me from my child, okay?"

"Zhiyuan is my child, I really love him..."

As if her backbone had been ripped out, her pupils dilated, and she stammered incoherently, trying to grasp at the last straw.

The silence blocked out the sound of traffic outside the window.

Lin Zhicheng glanced at his son's tense jaw muscles, but ultimately didn't say anything. He just sighed softly and turned his face away to look at the moon outside the window, which was covered by dark clouds.

"it is good."

A cold word fell, accompanied by the heavy slam of a cup onto the table, splashing tea onto the man's hand, but he didn't even flinch.

Lin Lan's lips trembled uncontrollably. She tried to compose herself, her voice shaking, "Wh-what do you mean?"

"Either you leave, or you take the child and leave, and never show your face again." The man raised his eyes, his gaze sharp as a knife: "This self-righteous sentimentality is disgusting."

These chilling words were more terrifying than the cold air that seeped into your pores.

Lin Lan looked down blankly at the little guy she cherished, even as her last resort.

He was so small; when he was curled up in my arms, he should have been as light as a ball of cotton, his breath soft and sweet.

But now, her small body is twisted in an indescribable way.

Lin Lan could hardly tell whether this was due to her using too much force to pull the child, or the child's instinctive struggle and resistance after being frightened.

She hurriedly adjusted her posture and lifted it up a bit.

Unfortunately, that wasn't an illusion.

Seeing that things were loosening, the little guy immediately started kicking and thrashing about, his little fists clenched tightly, and his breathing became rapid and heavy.

It was an undisguised reluctance, a desperate attempt to escape her embrace, like countless tiny hammers striking Lin Lan's heart, clearly expressing her resistance to her.

how so!

Lin Lan's heart sank to the bottom. She gripped the struggling child tightly in her arms and threw the remaining half packet of medicine powder at the cold-faced man.

White powder scattered in the air, like an absurd snowfall, gently landing on the tips of his gleaming leather shoes.

All the despair and resentment that had been building up inside Lin Lan finally burst from her throat at this moment: "You tricked me—?!"

However, her desperate screams filled with endless sorrow and helplessness only earned her deeper indifference in the man's eyes.

Lin Xuedong glanced down at the toes of her shoes, his brows unmoved, only his thin lips pursed, as if silently mocking her for being a sore loser.

Before the buzzing in her head had subsided and the numbness in her fingertips had just begun to spread to her nerves, Lin Lan's vision suddenly blurred.

Xie Xue, moving with lightning speed, had already pounced upon him. "Cough cough, quickly let go of Zhiyuan!"

Spittle flew onto Lin Lan's face as she roared, and her outstretched hand, with bulging veins, gripped the child in her arms like an eagle's claw.

"what--"

Lin Lan was thrown backward by the force of the impact, her body falling heavily to the ground, the pain making her vision go black.

“Bang—”

Almost simultaneously, the heavy, carved wooden door was violently flung open, the door panel slamming against the wall with a deafening roar.

Light streamed in through the open door, instantly illuminating the waiter huddled behind it.

She had just run to the door, her hand still hovering above the latch, blood streaming down her nose.

When she saw a group of dark figures burst in, her unfocused eyes suddenly lit up. Ignoring the blood from her nose, she pointed a trembling finger into the house, "Quick! The child has been taken hostage!"

Ah Xiao, who was in the lead, paused slightly and clenched his fists, but he quickly regained his usual composure.

He gave a look, and several tall, dark figures quickly strode towards the house.

At the same time, the manager turned around knowingly and directed the staff behind him to set up a defensive line to keep the commotion outside.

Yu Guangzhong and Liu Sisi couldn't wait to rush inside.

Ah Xiao's brows furrowed instantly: "Madam, it's dangerous inside. Please stay here!"

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable firmness. His arm was placed across Liu Sisi, forming an invisible barrier.

Liu Sisi abruptly pulled her foot back, and the hand on Ah Xiao's arm trembled slightly.

The moment he looked up, his pupils dilated slightly, his eyes filled with anxiety, and he said urgently, "Get out of the way, he's inside!"

The chill of the rooftop garden, mixed with the sharp night wind, made the stray hairs at Liu Sisi's hair bun stand on end. It mirrored the chaotic, turbulent panic churning within her.

Having just finished a flight of more than ten hours, she dragged her tired body straight here.

As soon as I stepped out of the elevator, I saw bodyguards and restaurant staff working together to ram the door outside the private room. The muffled thud could be heard from afar.

At that moment, her blood seemed to freeze. Her phone fell to the ground with a thud, the screen frozen on a message she was halfway through typing for Lin Xuedong: "Guess where I am?"

Originally, she was filled with joy at sending warmth from afar, and she also wanted to give that man a surprise...

"Madam, the situation inside is complicated, please don't go in yet!" Ah Xiao clenched his teeth, and even through his coat, you could feel the muscles in his arms and wrists bulging slightly.

Liu Sisi understood his concerns. The standoff inside the room might have reached a critical point, and he didn't want to add any more variables at this crucial juncture.

but......

"It's Ah Dong inside!"

Her voice suddenly rose, sharp and trembling with a sob, her hand gripping Ah Xiao's sleeve tightly, her fingertips turning white: "His leg isn't good, what if..."

The words that followed were as if choked by an invisible hand, stuck in my throat; the unspoken worries were more alarming than anything else.

Ah Xiao's heart skipped a beat.

The fear and anxiety in the woman's eyes pierced him like needles. He had just gathered his breath to steady her when his arm was suddenly grabbed.

Liu Sisi gathered all her strength and pulled him so hard that he stumbled.