Fu Qinglun jolted, his cold gaze landing on Lin Shiyu. She was thinking of returning to her mom's place?
He knew for a fact that she didn't even want to spend a single second with him.
He stretched out his long legs and walked beside her bed, speaking with a deep voice, "Yes, just let her return to her mom's place."
"Qinglun…" Madam Fu said.
"Mom," Fu Qinglun looked at Mama Lin, "I'll move over to your place temporarily."
Lin Shiyu wanted to return to her mom's place for her confinement period and he wanted to follow her back too.
Both mothers were pleased with his solution. "Okay, let's do it that way then."
Both mothers had bags in their hands. "Qinglun, we'll carry all the bags, you're in charge of carrying Shiyu."
Fu Qinglun walked beside Lin Shiyu and bent down, carrying her up.
Throughout the journey, Lin Shiyu's body was stiff when she was in his arms, almost rock-like.
