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The black Maybach drove past two rows of tall Chinese parasol trees through the shade, and all the
way into the Fu's mansion.
The Fu's villa, shrouded in darkness, looked even more solemn and majestic.
Fu Lingye had just walked in from outside the house when he saw Fu Zhengyuan sitting on the sofa in
the living room, and greeted him politely, “Dad.”
Fu Zhengyuan held the top of his walking stick with his big old hand, and snorted coldly. “If you really
think of me as your dad, hurry up and get a wife for yourself, and a mother for Sweetheart! Don't make
me wait until I die!”
In the past three years, Fu Zhengyuan’s biggest complaint against him was that he didn't get a
girlfriend and get married. These days, the frequency of the old man's urging him to get married was
also increasing.
Fu Lingye dealt with it calmly. “I don't have any opinion on the daughters of Qian, Zhao, Li and Sun you
introduced to me. Any of them is the same to me, but you know, Sweetheart doesn't like any of those
aunts at all.”
Old Master Fu thumped the walking stick on the ground hard, saying angrily, “Fu Lingye, do you think I
can't tell that you are using Sweetheart as your excuse?”
Fu Lingye put one hand in his pocket, looking indifferent and composed. “Dad, if there is nothing else,
I'm going upstairs to see Sweetheart.”
“Stop right there!”
Old Master Fu got up and paced over with the walking stick. “Since Sweetheart doesn't like those
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtaunts, then you should get her biological mother back! Do you think you can really fool me? Why are
you raising a three-year-old child when you're unmarried? Sweetheart is growing up day by day, and
the outside world will be aware of her existence. Do you want others to think that my granddaughter,
and your daughter is an illegitimate daughter?!”
Fu Lingye stared at the stairs below his feet, and his sharp black eyes darkened slightly.
“I will get you a qualified daughter-in-law within this month. “
Grabbing the top of the walking stick, Fu Zhengyuan said coldly, “You better don't let me down.”
Fu Lingye went upstairs and pushed open the children's room closest to his bedroom. Under the warm
orange light, a fair-skinned, cute and delicate-looking toddler was sitting on the bed, reading a picture
book in her little hand. The chill in the man's eyes melted away, and was replaced with warmth and
affection. “Sweetheart, you're still up?”
As soon as Sweetheart heard her father's voice, she immediately threw away the picture book in her
hand, pushed back the yellow Snoopy blanket, and got up from the bed with bare feet. Fu Lingye was
afraid that the little one would fall, so he strode over, caught the little one who jumped into his arms,
and held her in his arms.
Sweetheart grinned with white teeth, and her big eyes curved, saying in her childish voice, “Daddy, I'm
waiting for you. I haven't seen you for five days, don't you miss me, daddy?
Fu Lingye kissed her daughter's fair cheek, and said softly, “Of course I miss you, but I have to work to
make money and raise you, otherwise, I cannot buy snacks and milk for you.”
The little one pouted, and said with a frown, “I can skip meals, snacks, and milk. So, can you
accompany me more, daddy? My friends in kindergarten have fathers and mothers, but I'm always sent
to school by grandpa. I am sad.”
Fu Lingye sat down by the bed with his daughter in his arms, and touched the little one's head. “How
can you grow taller if you don't eat and drink milk? Be a good girl, and I'll take you to the zoo on
weekend, okay?”
Sweetheart's big black eyes were narrowed into two small crescents, as she happily wrapped her tiny
arms around Fu Lingye's neck. “Daddy, don't you break your promise!”
The little one bounced around on his thighs with her little feet, and stretched out her little finger to make
a pinky promise with him. “It's a deal!”
Fu Ling smiled, and locked his long finger with his daughter's short finger. “Okay, cross my heart.”
The sleeve of the little one's pajamas was rolled up on her arm, revealing a conspicuous red bruise on
her little arm. Fu Lingye knitted his eyebrows, and held his daughter's hand, asking, “Who bullied you,
Sweetheart?”
Speaking of this, the smile on the little one’s little face vanished, while she pouted, sat down in Fu
Lingye’s arms, and said unhappily, “Every day, grandpa sends me to school, and my friends at the
kindergarten have never seen my parents. Hong called me a liar, and said that I have no parent at all!”
Fu Lingye's frown slightly loosened. “So, you had a fight with Hong?”
Fu Lingye's frown slightly loosened. “So, you had a fight with Hong?”
The little one fidgeted in his arms and asked dully, “Dad, is mom really on Mars? When can I go to find
mom?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmDad said that Mars is too hot and that I'm still too young now. When I grow up, I can go to Mars to find
my mom, but how much taller do I need to grow to be able to go to Mars?
Fu Lingye's dark eyes grew darker. “Do you really want mom?”
Sweetheart nodded earnestly, and said in a childish voice, “Today the teacher asked us to draw our
mom and dad and ourselves. I only drew you holding me, and was criticized by the teacher. Dad, will
you go to Mars to take mom home, okay?”
Looking at the big eyes of his daughter, Fu Lingye was silent for a long while, and then Mu Tongrui's
eyes inexplicably flashed across his mind. Only then did he realize that the woman who spoke to him
had a pair of somewhat similar eyes to Sweetheart's eyes.
Seeing that her father was silent, Sweetheart flung her little arms around his neck and shook him
vigorously. “Dad, can you go and take mom home?!”
Fu Lingye always loved his daughter. Raising his hand to look at the watch, he carried Sweetheart to
the bed and tucked her in, saying softly, “It's late now, hurry up and sleep. I will send you to school
tomorrow morning.”
Sweetheart grabbed his big hand with her soft little hand. “Dad, I'll assume that you promise to take
mom home from Mars!”
Fu Lingye leaned over and kissed his daughter's fair forehead. “Good night, Sweetheart.”
Sweetheart smiled sweetly at him and blinked. “Nighty night, daddy.”
Fu Lingye walked out of the children's room and called his assistant, Xu Kun.
“Find out who the surrogate woman was three years ago.”
Xu Kun was slightly startled. In order to avoid trouble, the confidentiality measures were done quite well
three years ago, but why would the Boss want to find that woman now?
“Okay, Boss, I will go find out now.”
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