Volume One, Chapter 14: The Unattainable White Moonlight of Love

Upon hearing Mommy’s voice, Lu Mingqi immediately tried to jump off the swivel chair.

Shang Linyuan instinctively reached out and held the squirming little one.

“Uncle, I have to go now, Mommy is angry,” Lu Mingqi said, thinking Lu Xiaoman was upset because he had left with someone without permission.

After all, Lu Xiaoman had just reminded him to stay close and not run around.

“Don’t be afraid.” Shang Linyuan gently patted the child’s head, holding the soft little body as he headed toward the door.

Opening it, they saw Lu Xiaoman’s face still flushed with undisguised anger.

“Mommy, I’m sorry…” Lu Mingqi obediently lowered his head in apology.

Lu Xiaoman’s frustration caught in her throat, neither able to speak nor swallow it down.

In front of Shang Linyuan, all her anger had dissipated, replaced only by nervousness.

Especially seeing Lu Mingqi being affectionately held by the man, she just wanted to snatch her son back and run away as fast as she could.

But she dared not wrestle him away from Shang Linyuan’s arms!

The surrounding secretaries were stunned.

This… was this really the proud and aloof General Manager Shang?

He was actually holding a little boy none of them had ever seen before?

Even with his own niece, Miss Xinxin, the General Manager had never once held her like this!

Were their eyes deceiving them, or had Shang been possessed by someone?

The atmosphere turned oddly silent for a moment.

Shang Linyuan’s deep voice broke the silence: “I was the one who took Mingqi. Don’t blame him.”

Lu Xiaoman lowered her gaze.

If not blaming my son, then who else can I blame?

“If you want to be angry, be angry at me.”

Lu Xiaoman: …

She had no courage.

Not six years ago, nor now.

Having taken his seed, to be honest, she did feel guilty.

“I’m not angry,” Lu Xiaoman lifted her head, trying to sound nonchalant as she blinked at her son. “Mommy has something to do later, come down quickly.”

Lu Mingqi was usually clever, but now he seemed oblivious to her signals.

He remained nestled in Shang Linyuan’s arms, indifferent.

Lu Xiaoman grew anxious and reached out with her uninjured right hand to pull him down.

But Lu Mingqi refused to come down, turning his back to her.

“Tsk!”

Disaster—the fractured right hand collided.

Lu Xiaoman took a deep breath, her face paling from the pain.

“If you’re injured, don’t move around recklessly.”

Shang Linyuan’s tone was like a stern elder scolding a junior, making Lu Xiaoman want to disappear.

Six years ago, she was always scolded by him. Now, as a mother, she still had to take his lectures.

Shang Linyuan gently set Lu Mingqi down and naturally reached out to support Lu Xiaoman’s uninjured arm.

She dodged him.

“Lu Mingqi, let’s go home.”

She hurriedly fled with her son, avoiding him like a venomous snake.

Shang Linyuan watched the woman and child disappear, his expression unreadable.

Su Cheng escorted Lu Xiaoman and her son down the elevator. Upon returning, he saw the boss already seated in his office, quietly pondering over a document.

Glancing briefly, Su Cheng noticed the words “paternity test.”

It was the document he had ordered brought back last night, placed on the boss’s desk early that morning. He hadn’t read it, but from the boss’s expression, he already knew the result.

He hadn’t expected General Manager Shang to care so much about that mother and son, ordering him to deliver meals and station guards until the test results were out.

Could it be that Miss Lu had once been General Manager Shang’s girlfriend?

And then was separated by the Shang family elders, leaving Miss Lu with a grudge, running away whenever she saw him?

In those few seconds, Su Cheng’s mind came up with all sorts of melodramatic scenarios.

“Do I look like him?” Shang Linyuan suddenly asked his assistant.

Su Cheng immediately understood. After a moment’s thought, he dared not conceal the truth: “You don’t look alike.”

Shang Linyuan’s eyes darkened.

“Lu Mingqi looks like Miss Lu,” Su Cheng quickly added. “The child takes after the mother; it’s not unusual.”

But no matter who he looked like, he wasn’t your son, boss.

That was Su Cheng’s honest thought, kept firmly in his heart.

Lu Xiaoman held her son’s small hand as they descended the elevator. Upon stepping out, she nearly collided with someone.

“Xiaoman?” A familiar voice exclaimed in surprise.

Lu Xiaoman looked up at the familiar face.

“Xiaoman, is that really you? When did you come back?” Shang Xubai approached eagerly, reaching to take Lu Xiaoman’s hand.

Lu Xiaoman deftly dodged, greeting him politely but distantly: “Long time no see.”

“Why didn’t you tell me you were back? I’ve been looking for you all these years, you…”

“I just returned too. You’re at work, right? We have to go now.” Lu Xiaoman did not want to say more and pulled Lu Mingqi away.

“Wait a moment.” Shang Xubai blocked their path, his gaze falling suspiciously on Lu Mingqi’s face. “Is this your child?”

“I’m Mommy’s son. My name is Lu Mingqi.” Mingqi boldly declared his identity.

Whenever someone unwelcome approached Mommy, he was always the one to step in—he had plenty of experience.

“Your son? That big already?” Shang Xubai narrowed his eyes, unwilling to accept it.

Six years had passed; the girl he coveted had grown into a graceful woman, and now a nearly grown son followed her?

“He’s my son, Mingqi. Say ‘uncle’.”

“Hello, uncle.”

Shang Xubai still found it hard to believe, looking at Lu Xiaoman eagerly: “How about we have a meal together? Consider it a welcome back party.”

“No, thank you. I really have something to do later. Maybe next time.” Lu Xiaoman politely declined.

Seeing this man, unpleasant memories surfaced, making her uneasy even after six years.

“Give me your number, or let me add you on WeChat.”

Shang Xubai persisted, and Lu Xiaoman reluctantly added him.

After leaving the LR building, Lu Mingqi curiously asked his mother.

“Mommy, this uncle is pretty handsome. Why do you dislike him?”

Lu Xiaoman gave her son a sideways glance: “We just met, a few minutes only, and you already know I dislike him?”

“You looked at him impatiently. I saw it,” Mingqi argued confidently.

Lu Xiaoman smiled helplessly.

Her son was right—she did dislike Shang Xubai.

Although six years ago at the Shang family, Shang Xubai had treated her well, always finding reasons to be near her, giving birthday gifts, taking her out.

But sometimes, disliking someone, like liking someone, has no reason.

It’s just instinct.

After Lu Xiaoman and her son disappeared from sight, Shang Xubai turned and went upstairs.

“Good morning, Director Shang.”

An employee greeted him on the way.

Shang Xubai nodded lightly and went straight to his office. Closing the door behind him, he pulled out his phone and made a call.

“Lu Xiaoman is back, did you know?”

“Of course,” Chu Yan hissed over the phone. “Because of her, Shang Linyuan has grounded me. I can’t go to work, and half my salary is being cut. It’s infuriating.”

“What’s there to get angry about? I’ll make it up to you,” Shang Xubai said casually.

“Why does Lu Xiaoman’s return capture all of Shang Linyuan’s attention? I’ve endured six years with him, yet he won’t even give me a name! I hate that bitch so much!”

“Chu Yan, have I ever told you not to insult her?” Shang Xubai’s tone grew cold.

Chu Yan shivered and fell silent.

How could she forget? Lu Xiaoman was Shang Xubai’s beloved and unattainable first love!