Thinking that Chu Junyu was Nangong Yehen's son, Chu Lingzhi felt like crying but had no tears.
"Sold?"
Chu Lingzhi nodded. "Mm, sold."
"How much did you sell for?"
"Priceless."
Chu Junyu's handsome little face broke into a smug grin. "So my mommy is priceless."
"I didn't get a single cent, and I even took a loss. Oh, oh..."
She had been completely devoured by Nangong Yehen, and even her son was his—how could it not be a loss?
Chu Lingzhi put on a pitiful look, which made her precious son's heart ache.
"Mommy, who did you sell yourself to?"
Chu Lingzhi's expression suddenly shifted as she glared at Chu Junyu. "Your idol!"
"My idol?" Chu Junyu looked shocked. "Nangong Yehen?"
"Who else could it be!"
Chu Junyu lowered his head with a sly smile. Good, sold well!
When he looked up, he was back to his innocent, adorable self.
He blinked, his childish voice comforting her. "Mommy, don't be sad. No matter who you sold yourself to, I'll stay with you for the rest of my life."
Chu Lingzhi looked down, pouting at Chu Junyu. "Son, you're not allowed to leave me!"
Chu Junyu smiled sweetly. "I'll never leave you in this lifetime!"
"Baby..." Chu Lingzhi touched his cheek and pulled him into her arms, her voice a little choked.
Chu Junyu wrapped his small arms around her waist. Strange, it seemed like Mommy was about to cry.
"Baby, if Nangong Yehen comes to claim you, what will you do?"
Chu Junyu secretly smiled, then pretended to be puzzled. "Mommy, why would he come to claim me?"
"Read it yourself." Chu Lingzhi felt that talking about it would only bring tears, so she handed the agreement directly to the kid.
The agreement also included a DNA report between him and Nangong Yehen. He should understand.
Chu Junyu took the agreement and sat back on the sofa.
"So thick, with tiny text everywhere. Good thing I'm naturally smart."
Otherwise, with that many words, would he even understand?
Actually, he didn't need to understand.
He had already known for a long time that Nangong Yehen was his father.
That day at the restaurant, when he inexplicably came over and said the kid looked like his son.
If it were an ordinary man saying that, Chu Junyu would have thought he had nothing better to do.
But it was Nangong Yehen—he wouldn't say things idly.
He must have meant something more.
So, after returning, Chu Junyu secretly investigated the matter.
The result shocked him: Nangong Yehen and he were indeed father and son.
Now, seeing this agreement, he wasn't surprised at all.
He wasn't surprised inside, but he had to put on a show on the surface.
Otherwise, Mommy would get suspicious.
"Mommy, Nangong Yehen is my daddy?!" The little kid was quite talented at acting, his handsome face full of shock and disbelief.
Chu Lingzhi felt exhausted—mentally exhausted. She flopped limply onto the sofa. "Can I say no?"
The DNA report was out, the evidence was right in front of her—she couldn't deny it.
Over the past few years, she had often wondered who the child's father was and what he looked like.
She had thought that if he ever showed up, she would kill him.
But now that he had appeared, she didn't want to kill him.
She felt no hatred or anger toward him, just a complicated mix of emotions, tinged with a hint of fear.
She was afraid that Nangong Yehen would take Chu Junyu away from her.
"What a twist of fate—I'm actually Nangong Yehen's son."
The little kid was actually quite happy inside, but on the surface, he pretended to be indifferent.
Chu Lingzhi's gaze swept over him. "Chu Junyu, I gave birth to you and raised you. You can't abandon me and go with him just because he's your idol and the king of two cities."