"Mommy, hurry up, hurry up..." An Shijin saw that his mommy was reluctant to follow, so he turned his face and waved his little hand at her desperately...
Looking at his chubby little hands, An Nuannuan felt warm in her heart. She smiled slightly and walked a few steps to keep up with their footsteps...
Half an hour later...
Ling Chengye led them slowly towards a mountainside in the northern suburbs of G city...
The speed slowed down and the car climbed up bit by bit...
Ling Chengye, who was in the driver's seat, pressed the central control, opened the window wide, and lush trees came into view, and a strange fragrance hit his nostrils...
An Nuannuan's expression suddenly froze, and when she looked around, she saw that all the trees planted on this mountain road were lemon trees...
It's April, and the lemons have begun to ripen. The fruits are hanging on the branches, swaying gently in the wind. The slight fragrance penetrates the heart and spleen, making it particularly comfortable...
The guilt in An Nuannuan's heart became more and more overwhelming...
This stupid man Cheng Ye has done so many things for her, why bother?
"Wow, there are so many lemons. Uncle, did you grow this? It smells so good, it smells just like my mommy..."
The little guy's unintentional words broke through all the defenses in An Nuannuan's heart...
Guilt and anxiety surged up like a tide, completely submerging her...
She didn't dare to look into Ling Chengye's eyes, but she could still clearly feel his hot, scorching gaze heading towards her...
"Yes, these are all grown by my uncle for your mommy, do you like them?"
"I like it, I like it very much. My mommy must like it too, mommy, don't you think so?"
The little guy hugged his mother's neck and smiled harmlessly...
An Nuannuan twitched the corner of her mouth, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of Ling Chengye's expectant eyes, and her heart trembled...
He hurriedly turned his face away, not looking at him...
"Lemons are, they're pretty good. It reminds me of the Lemon Festival held every February in Menton, France. I really miss it..."
An Nuannuan said, deliberately taking a deep breath to hide her inner uneasiness...
The disappointment in Ling Chengye's eyes fleetingly disappeared, he helplessly pulled the corners of his lips and raised a bitter smile...
"Then, next time, I will take you back and celebrate the Lemon Festival together, okay?"
His eyes looked at An Nuannuan again...
The familiar hot and focused gaze made her feel like she had nowhere to hide, and she was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground and burrow down...
Silence, no answer...
The little guy also felt the embarrassment in the atmosphere. He smiled evilly, grabbed his mommy's hand, patted her chest and said, "Uncle, don't lie to me. It's a deal!"
"It's a deal!" Ling Chengye tried his best to smile, but deep down he was so sad that he almost suffocated...
His warmth no longer belongs to him, as it did five years ago, and it still does so now five years later!
Even if the Di family did so many unforgivable things to her, is she still determined not to give herself a chance?
No! He doesn’t believe it!
He wanted to take her to the love nest he had prepared for her, and to reveal all the bad things the Emperor and Young Emperor had done to her...
No matter what, this time, he must hold her hand tightly and never let her escape again...
"Nuan Nuan, do you still remember that you once said that you like the air in the mountains and forests the most, and you also like the wooden houses the most?"