Chapter 20: You've Been Watching Too Many TV Dramas

Lu Xiwán sneered to herself, recalling that Fu Sijue had once cradled Gu Qingmeng in his palm as a cherished one—how could it be that after she was gone for only five years, Gu Qingmeng is now faring even more humbly than she once was?

Men are despicable; the unattainable always seems the best, and once obtained they're taken for granted.

As Gu Qingmeng finished her last sentence, Fu Sijue's face turned completely dark; he instinctively glanced at Lu Xiwán, but the woman's expression remained placid, revealing nothing.

"Where are you? I'll come pick you up."

Hearing Fu Sijue's seemingly concerned words, Lu Xiwán actually let out a sigh of relief.

Indeed, no matter how obnoxious he acted, Fu Sijue truly cared about Gu Qingmeng deep down.

After Fu Sijue hung up, Lu Xiwán waved her hand and walked toward the two little ones, "Mr. Fu, go ahead; I'll look after the two children."

Fu Sijue stared intently at Lu Xiwán, and after a few seconds he withdrew his gaze, replying only with a faint "Thank you."

As Lu Xiwán expected, when Fu Sijue returned he brought Gu Qingmeng along; the woman, utterly drunk, slumped like mud in Fu Sijue's arms, her whole body reeking of alcohol and forcing a second glance.

The moment Yao Yao saw Gu Qingmeng, his small body involuntarily flinched, and Lu Xixi sprang into his way in an instant.

"Yao Yao brother, don't be afraid. Xi Xi will protect you!" She sounded like a heroine, completely forgetting the band‑aid still stuck on her forehead.

Lu Xiwán smiled helplessly, "Mommy's here; no one will hurt you, don't worry."

Moreover, looking at Gu Qingmeng like that, even if she wanted to do something, she'd be all will and no ability.

"Mr. Fu, I'll take the children back to rest first." Lu Xiwán didn't even glance at the two affectionately leaning pair, and immediately led the children toward the children's bedroom.

Gu Qingmeng, somehow summoning strength, suddenly threw off Fu Sijue, who had been holding her.

"Yao Yao, you're the child I carried for ten months; how can you go with a woman I've only just met? Come to Mom's side…" Gu Qingmeng's drunken eyes were hazy; after saying that, seeing the child unmoving, she rushed forward and snatched the child from Lu Xiwán's hands.

"This is my child! You bitch, how could you take him?" Gu Qingmeng clutched Fu Yao tightly, her face still the picture of drunkenness, while inside she was already overjoyed.

Though she didn't like the child, no one could snatch him away! No one could stop her from becoming a wife of the Fu Clan!

Lu Xiwán watched Yao Yao's complexion turn pale, having already cursed Gu Qingmeng a hundred times in her mind.

How can she still call herself the birth mother? She can't even see the child's obvious aversion—how is she even acting as a mother?!

"Miss Gu, Yao Yao needs to rest now." Lu Xiwán suppressed her anger, striving to appear gentle.

Not fearing ten thousand but fearing the 'what‑if'; Gu Qingmeng, drunk, acted without restraint, only making the child hate her more.

"Yao Yao is my son! If he sleeps, he'll sleep with me." Gu Qingmeng reeked of alcohol; Yao Yao frowned, feeling intense discomfort.

Lu Xiwán was too lazy for idle talk, and directly fixed her gaze on Fu Sijue standing behind Gu Qingmeng.

"Mr. Fu, please resolve this problem."

Gu Qingmeng was now a lunatic, completely oblivious to the child's fear of her, only clutching Fu Yao's arm tightly.

Lu Xixi stamped her foot anxiously beside them, and after a Herculean effort the group finally pulled Fu Yao out of Gu Qingmeng's grasp.