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At that time in the hospital, the doctor informed Cold Thunder that the baby girl had passed away. Everyone was relieved that it was just a daughter who died; otherwise, all their efforts would have been in vain.
However, he secretly bought a plot of land and buried the baby girl there.
He had imagined her countless times; she must have had big, obsidian-like eyes like Lu Kenian, with soft, shiny black hair. When she learned to speak, she would surely be eloquent.
But she would never come back.
Cold Thunder drove while calling Chu Yun to tell her not to come pick up Cold Haocheng anymore.
Chu Yun, who received the call while getting a skincare treatment at a beauty salon, had not planned to go today anyway.
The entrance of the kindergarten was always bustling during dismissal time.
Cold Thunder parked the car and walked over.
At a corner across from the kindergarten, Lu Kenian had been waiting there for several days.
She risked being discovered by Chu Yun just to wait for Cold Thunder.
Despite her hatred for him and her vow never to see him again, she had no choice but to wait for him because of their son.
When his familiar figure appeared in her line of sight, she nearly lost her composure.
Cold Thunder did not stand out; he simply stood at the end of the line.
" Mr. Cold." A voice, both strange and familiar, reached his ears as if it had traveled through centuries.
For a brief moment, Cold Thunder thought he was hearing things!
He turned around abruptly, and Lu Kenian was standing right in front of him!
"But... Lu Kenian..."
It had been three years since they last met, and it felt as if they were worlds apart.
The most surprised was Lu Kenian.
In her eyes, Cold Thunder had always been that carefree young master, with a mischievous grin that hinted at his roguish nature.
Yet now, Cold Thunder had transformed into a mature man, carrying a sense of weariness.
"Can we talk?" Lu Kenian steadied her thoughts.
"Of course."
Lu Kenian walked a few steps toward the street next to the kindergarten. She didn't want to say much to Cold Thunder; just a few words would suffice, so there was no need to walk far.
"Lu Kenian, how have you been?"
"Thanks to you, I'm doing well."
There was a heavy dose of sarcasm in her words, which Cold Thunder could easily detect.
He felt a deep sense of guilt towards Lu Kenian. Even during her hospitalization, he had only secretly asked the doctor to take care of her, not daring to show his face because he believed his sins were too great.
He hurt the woman he loved the most, who was also his close friend for seven years.
"I saw Xiao Bei."
Cold Thunder suddenly looked up at Lu Kenian, realizing she was here for Xiao Bei.
"I accept this outcome, but as Xiao Bei's biological mother, I feel it is my duty, responsibility, and right to tell you."
Lu Kenian's gaze never lingered on Cold Thunder.
However, Cold Thunder's eyes remained fixed on Lu Kenian.
"As the child's father, you should choose to believe in your son; otherwise, it could leave a psychological shadow on him. He is only three years old; even if he lies, how sophisticated could those lies be?"
This statement left Cold Thunder confused.
"Also, while there may be good stepmothers in this world, they are few and far between. After all, there is no blood relation between them, and there are some things you must be cautious about."
"Oh, so this is what you want to say. Chu Yun treats Xiao Bei very well; you can rest assured about that. She cannot have children, and Xiao Bei is her only hope."
Lu Kenian felt a sharp pain in her heart; no wonder Chu Yun could be so unrestrained!
Because everyone believed that the infertile Chu Yun would surely treat Xiao Bei as her only hope—how could she possibly treat him poorly?
"Some things cannot be seen with the eyes; they must be felt with the heart."
"Okay, I understand."
"I know you are very busy with work, but Xiao Bei is growing up day by day. By the time you have time to accompany him, he may no longer need you. You can never make up for what you owe him, so no matter how busy you are, you should spend a little more time on him."
"Yes, I will."
Every word she spoke was about their son. Did she really have no concern for him in her heart?
"I've said all I wanted to say." Lu Kenian turned to leave.
" Lu Kenian!" Cold Thunder instinctively called out to her.
Lu Kenian stopped but did not turn around to look at Cold Thunder.
"Is there anything else?"
"Can you give me your contact information? I know you miss Xiao Bei. If I have time, I can send you photos or videos of him."
He knew that the only way to get her contact information was through their son.
Although he understood that there was nothing between them except for their child, he still wanted to know about her and whether she was doing well.
Lu Kenian fell silent.
Being able to know about Xiao Bei's current situation and watching him grow step by step was too tempting for her!
Not being able to be by her son's side, at least seeing his photos and videos would be good!
Her heart wavered.
But... but...
"There’s no need for that. He will have nothing to do with me in the future. Just take good care of him, and everyone in the Cold Family should treat him well."
Lu Kenian coldly refused.
The heart of Cold Thunder sank once again.
She still hated him. To avoid any connection with him, she even ruthlessly distanced herself from everything related to their son!
It was clear how much she despised him!
"Alright then. I haven't changed my number. If you encounter any difficulties, just call me. I’ll still be available twenty-four hours a day, just like before."
Although Cold Thunder knew that Lu Kenian would never take the initiative to call him, he still held onto a glimmer of hope.
"Okay."
Lu Kenian prepared to walk away again.
" Lu Kenian!" Cold Thunder called out to her once more.
"What else is there?"
"Our... daughter. I buried her at Lingdong Cemetery. If you want to visit, you can go."
Lu Kenian trembled violently. She knew very well that the hospital had handed over an unclaimed infant body to the Cold Family, but she never expected Cold Thunder to care so much that he even bought a burial plot for her.
"I want a son! If I can't have a son, then I might as well die!"
The words of the Cold Thunder echoed in her ears.
Don't you just want a son? Why are you so concerned about having a daughter?
Lu Kenian took a deep breath, trying to make her voice sound normal. She didn't dare to turn around, because if she did, tears would fall.
"I understand. Is there anything else?"
"Nothing else." The Cold Thunder truly couldn't think of anything more to say.
In the end, he couldn't keep Lu Kenian.
The hatred between them ran too deep.
"Then I'm leaving."
"Hey, why hasn't my mom come yet?" The clever Lu Xiaonan couldn't help but run out from the school gate. As soon as she turned around, she saw Lu Kenian. "Mom!"
The little one bounced over to Lu Kenian.
The Cold Thunder watched as the small figure rushed past him towards Lu Kenian!
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