Itâs somewhat amusing to say, but she actually felt maternal love from Wang Shuyun.
But at that moment, she truly felt it.
When Yao Ruanqian passed away, Gu Lingling was only six years old and didnât have many memories. Although Grandma Yao took meticulous care of her as well, before her rebirth she was a mess and generally didnât get close to her grandma. After her rebirth, each time she went to the mall with Grandma Yao, it was mostly her protecting her grandma.
Maternal love was something Gu Lingling never dared to yearn for.
This was also why sometimes she envied Gu Juan.
No matter what, the maternal love that Wang Meili had for Gu Juan was genuine, whereas Gu Lingling was entirely lacking in this regard.
No matter how much she avoided it, deep down she still longed for someone to care for and cherish her like a mother.
And Wang Shuyun just happened to touch upon this longing in her.
No one had ever comforted her with such gentle whispers or coaxed her like they would a child.
"Not crying anymore?" Wang Shuyun sighed in relief when she saw her finally stop shedding tears, "Why donât we go to the state-run restaurant for a meal later, didnât they say the braised pork ribs there are really good? Auntie will treat you."
In fact, she felt that Gu Linglingâs cooking would suit her tastes more.
But now the young girl clearly needed comfort, how could she let her cook a meal for her? Wang Shuyun thought she would despise herself for it.
"Letâs not go to the state-run restaurant." Gu Lingling shook her head, tears brimming, "I want hotpot, the spicy kind."
She didnât know why, but she found herself acting spoiled in front of Wang Shuyun.
After a good cry, Gu Lingling just wanted to enjoy a hotpot feast, the spicy kind. It just so happened that Wang Shuyun also loved spicy food.
"Sure, sure." As long as the girl wasnât crying, anything for dinner was fine, especially since hotpot was her favorite. Itâs just that those around her couldnât handle spicy food, so every hotpot meal felt unsatisfying.
Now that Gu Lingling wanted something especially spicy, nothing could suit Wang Shuyunâs taste more.
The more she observed, the more she felt a bond with the little girl before her.
How wonderful it would be if she were her daughter.
Even if they couldnât become mother and daughter, having her as a daughter-in-law would be great too.
But just thinking about Yang Yunhaiâs cold demeanor, Wang Shuyun figured she should forget it; she didnât want to ruin such a fine girl.
Uh... if Yang Yunhai knew his mother looked down on him like this, heâd surely be depressed.
Sure enough, he wasnât their biological child; from birth till now, his parents hardly paid attention to him, and now they even despise him?
Not far away, Shen Lingyu almost stormed over to confront Wang Shuyun, upset by this warm scene.
Was she not good enough?
She treated Wang Shuyun even better than her own mother, yet how did Wang Shuyun treat her? Though always kind, there was always something blocking it, something she wanted to overcome but couldnât.
But why did she change when it came to Gu Lingling?
Especially now, with Wang Shuyun looking at Gu Lingling with such affection, as if a mother looking at her beloved daughter.
Shen Lingyu was so furious she almost burst into flames.
What made Gu Lingling so special?
Why?
"Comrade, are you buying this piece of clothing or not? Donât tear it up if youâre not!" the sales clerkâs voice rang out.
Shen Lingyu gave the sleeve of the garment a hard tug and glared at the sales clerk, "Does this shabby outfit even suit someone like me?"
After speaking, she flung her arm and left, causing the garment to fall to the ground with a rustle.
The sales clerk initially wanted to argue with her, but then recalled her fierce gaze and quietly picked up the garment instead.
"What are you looking at?" Wang Shuyun asked.
"Nothing." Gu Lingling shook her head and took Wang Shuyunâs arm.
Just now, she thought she saw Shen Lingyuâs figure.