Chapter 538: 538: I Don't Have Love, Nor Will I Love
Chapter 538: Chapter 538: I Don’t Have Love, Nor Will I Love
The night was deep.
Inside Lan’s Hospital, Madam Lu, who had just welcomed a precious grandson, started to calm down slightly.
She found some time to visit Lan Yuyi, seeing her in deep sleep, she didn’t stay for long and quickly went back to her beloved grandson.
Lu Mingzhen had already visited his grandson, and even named him, Lu Nian.
Madam Lu was initially dissatisfied with this name, feeling it was too ordinary.
But when Lu Mingzhen told her, the “Nian,” meant to miss his son Lu Shengqing, it contained his endless hopes and protection for this child in the future.
Only then did Madam Lu reluctantly agree.
At this moment, looking down at her grandson who was sleeping peacefully in the incubator, she felt somewhat relieved.
The child was born without any danger. Even though the delivery was abrupt, it was actually close to the expected due date.
The reason why she put the child in the incubator was partly to ensure the child’s health, and partly to deceive Lu Lingche.
After all, in his eyes, the child was only seven months old and was a premature baby.
It was too late, she had been with the child all day and was now tired.
She left the child to the nurse and the experienced nanny specially hired for the child, also left bodyguards there and went to rest in the ward.
As soon as she entered the ward, she saw Lu Lingche standing inside.
She was a little surprised: “Son, when did you come?”
“I’ve been here for a while.”
“Did you go see Yuyi?”
“No.”
“No? You should have gone to see Niannian, you have no idea how much he looks like you!”
Lu Lingche didn’t go to see Lan Yuyi, but Madam Lu didn’t care, the child was already born, and now the most important thing was the child, not Lan Yuyi.
Her eyes were filled with love for her grandson. In fact, the child didn’t look like Lu Lingche at all, but rather like her own son Lu Shengqing.
But she still had to deceive Lu Lingche so as not to let him neglect the child.
“The name your father picked for the child, Lu Nian, although it’s a bit ordinary, but being born in our Lu family, even the most ordinary name wouldn’t lead to an ordinary life, right?”
Lu Lingche’s face was cold: “If you say so.”
Madam Lu felt his indifference and was very dissatisfied: “Is that the attitude you have towards your own son? Don’t you like this child? This child is an extension of your life. You’re a father now. You have to do your utmost to love this child, understand? You have to give your love and your best to this child!”
In his heart, Lu Lingche didn’t feel anything for this child. He didn’t know if he was too cold or too insensitive, or if it was because he didn’t like Lan Yuyi, that’s why he was indifferent towards the child. But he didn’t feel that this child was an extension of his life.
As for giving his love to this child-
He said coldly: “I have no love to give, and I won’t love, so you don’t need to teach me.”
All along, he found it strange. His mother clearly didn’t like him, but she was very much focused on the child Lan Yuyi was carrying in her womb.
Previously, he thought his mother valued the child because she liked Lan Yuyi so much.
But today when Lan Yuyi was in a critical condition due to heavy bleeding, she looked only anxious for the child. As soon as the child was born, she immediately followed it and didn’t care about Lan Yuyi.
In comparison, Wen Bilan cared more for her own daughter’s safety and stayed outside the delivery room without leaving.
It turned out that his mother actually loved this child more. Perhaps she didn’t like Lan Yuyi that much.
But it was still unreasonable. If his mother didn’t like him, how could she like his child?
Lu Lingche looked coldly at his mother, and saw her eyes in dissatisfaction with him.
“Lingche, I am your biological mother, can’t I even talk to you? If you don’t know how to love, then learn to love! This child is your child. If even you don’t love him, who do you expect to love him?”
“You.”
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