Nyoi-Bo Studio

  Nyoi-Bo Studio

  Shen Manting struggled in silence for a long time before she could find her voice back.

  “I want to see my baby,” she said bitterly.

  Shen Luo’an’s back was facing her. He felt relieved when he heard what she said.

  He straightened his back and turned around.

  He caught a glimpse of Shen Manting’s reddened face. She appeared to be ashamed.

  He felt a complicated mix of emotions, but maintained a serious expression.

  Staring at her, he said softly, “That day, I said that if you refused to return, the child would have nothing to do with you in the future.”


  “It’s not up to you to decide!” Shen Manting raised her head and clenched her fists. “I gave birth to the baby! I’ll never give him up!”


  “But you didn’t come back that day.” Shen Luo’an was facing her with a sly smirk plastered on his face. “I pleaded with you profusely, yet you adamantly refused to return. Now you have the guts to demand for the child?”


  Shen Manting frowned and looked up. “You……”


  “A man has to keep his word,” Shen Luo’an looked at her, “unlike women who only pay lip service……” He glanced at Shen Manting from head to toe and continued scornfully, “Only empty talk.”


  “I never said I’m abandoning the child!” Shen Manting looked furious.

  “It’s considered a tacit agreement. The child is now in my hands. I’ve saved our chat records as proof. Even if you bring the case to court, the judge is bound to grant me custody of the child.”


  “I deserve to be granted custody of him too!”


  “You don’t,” Shen Luo’an replied coldly as he shot a harsh glance at her. “Don’t you feel ashamed for saying this?”


  “Shen Luo’an,” Shen Manting lowered her head slightly. Her voice started to break. “I came back not to quarrel with you. All I want now is to see my child. Just one look will do.”


  “Just one look, you say? I’ll show you a photo of him.” Shen Luo’an said and took out his phone.

  Shen Manting turned to glance at the photo with longing in her eyes.

  He even had photos of the child. She didn’t have any.

  Shen Luo’an was studying her face throughout. He scrolled through his phone and handed it to her.

  Shen Manting reached out for the phone. But Shen Luo’an wouldn’t let go.

  “Give it to me!” Shen Manting became anxious. “Let me have a look!”


  “This is my phone. It’s a valuable item. What if you were to snatch it away from me?” Shen Luo’an’s voice was soft, but his tone was deeply insulting.

  Shen Manting grew furious. Her neck and eyes were flushed red. “You’re such an ill-intentioned bastard. Even if I was poor, I’ll never steal your phone!”


  Shen Luo’an didn’t answer her. He raised an eyebrow and teased, “Do you want to have a look or not?”


  Shen Manting gave in and glanced at the phone screen.

  It was Little Moon!

  She had a few photos of him saved in her phone, which were taken when he was only a reddish, wrinkly newborn. But she could see from the video Shen Luo’an showed her that the infant had grown a lot.

  His delicate face was fair, tender, and smooth.

  In the video, the infant had inserted his finger into his mouth. He was drooling from the corner of his mouth.

  “Stop it, it’s dirty!”


  She heard old Mrs. Shen’s voice in the background.

  After being apart for so long, Shen Manting starting tearing up when she heard her voice.

  She wiped the corners of her eyes and stared at the video.

  The infant released his finger from his mouth, followed by a strand of saliva.

  He swirled his little tongue in his mouth. Then he made an expression as if he was going to cry.

  He was immediately picked up by someone – Mrs. Shen entered the frame.

  “What are you filming for? Leave me out of the frame.” she chided gently with a smile on her kind face.