Predestined

Fuck!!!

Bang!!!

A loud crash accompanied by an angry shout echoed through the restaurant, startling both the dining customers and the waiters.

Everyone looked toward the sound.

They saw a blond-haired young man looking as if he had gone mad, smashing the table in front of him to pieces with a single punch.

The sheer force of it left everyone dumbfounded.

Immediately after, the blond guy stood up quickly, pulled out his phone without a word, and headed for the door.

Seeing that something was wrong, none of the waiters dared to step forward to stop him.

The only exception was a reckless young waiter who, acting as if his own property had been destroyed, rushed up yelling to block his way:

Hey!

Don't leave!

You broke things, you have to...

Fuck off!

Before the man could finish speaking, the blond guy shoved him hard with a slap, sending him stumbling far back.

He didn't stop until he crashed into a table and fell to the floor.

While Lin Yu was pulling out his phone, he also managed to fish his wallet out of his pocket.

He didn't care how much cash was inside, nor did he have the time to worry about the invaluable black and gold credit cards.

Lin Yu simply tossed the wallet into the restaurant and then hurried out of the noisy establishment with his phone in hand.

Stepping out of the restaurant doors, Lin Yu's hand holding the phone trembled like a Parkinson's patient.

He tried hard to control his shaking fingers as he swiped and tapped on the screen, searching for a familiar number.

At the same time, Lin Yu walked toward a deserted corner nearby as best as he could.

He wanted a quieter environment for his upcoming call.

So he wouldn't be interrupted by background noise.

Lin Yu's hands were shaking violently.

But fortunately, he still managed to dial the number smoothly.

Lin Yu raised his trembling hand, pressing the phone to his ear, waiting anxiously for the call to connect.

Just like always.

After only a short ring or two, the call was picked up.

Lin Yu had no time to explain anything and immediately ordered loudly:

Now!

Right now!

Have your people guarding Su Yuyao check on her current condition!

Immediately!!!

Lin Yu could hardly control his emotions as he roared into the phone.

On the other end of the line, Qing Mo keenly grasped the gravity of the situation from Lin Yu's tone.

She didn't waste any words.

After spitting out a brief okay, she hung up the phone straight away.

The call ended.

Lin Yu's hand holding the phone dropped weakly to his side.

He stared with bloodshot eyes, but his pupils began to lose focus, revealing a trace of bewilderment.

Lin Yu's heart was burning with extreme anxiety.

But he did not know what to do.

He didn't know what actions to take or how to take them in order to snatch her back from the palm of fate.

Now Lin Yu was absolutely certain.

Little Darling's existence was the biggest stumbling block on the path of fate.

As long as she existed, he would never have a second child with Su Yuyao.

As long as she existed, the most twisted and broken scene at the end of the plot would never play out.

Therefore, fate would absolutely never allow such an obstacle to exist.

She was an existence that fate would try every possible means to erase.

Thinking back to Su Yuyao's abnormal weight loss during her pregnancy and her severe morning sickness.

Lin Yu's calves began to turn to jelly.

Lin Yu now even wanted to beg and negotiate with that unknown entity called fate.

To show that he was willing to take a step back.

Willing to have another child with Su Yuyao.

Willing to become its slave and help it replicate that final scene from the erotic manga.

Just begging it to spare Little Darling.

But Lin Yu knew.

All of this was in vain.

Fate would never alter its plans just because of a change in his subjective will.

It was as if it were destined.

Little Darling was an existence that should not exist.

The phone in his hand vibrated.

Lin Yu immediately snapped back to reality, answered the call, and asked impatiently:

Hello?

How is Su Yuyao?

Is she okay?

It looks like she's going into labor.

But you don't need to worry too much.

She has a professional medical team taking care of her.

They are currently taking her to the hospital.

It's the Third Hospital of N City.

Come over.

Qing Mo's voice came through clearly from the phone's speaker.

Lin Yu was stunned.

Going into labor?

How could this be?

Lin Yu subconsciously started calculating the days.

That time happened last winter, in October.

Lin Yu remembered it very clearly.

At that time, the school hadn't gone on winter break yet.

He had taken a leave of absence to go back and handle the matters concerning Tang Manman and Xia Muzhu.

It was only mid-June now.

At the absolute most.

It had only been eight months since Su Yuyao got pregnant.

And normal women are pregnant for ten months...

Complex thoughts flashed through Lin Yu's mind.

He quickly realized.

Su Yuyao was in premature labor.

Way too early.

Okay, okay, okay.

I, I'll be right there.

After hastily replying, Lin Yu quickly hung up the phone and turned around to look for a taxi nearby.

It was fucking ridiculous.

Taxis, which were usually as numerous as cockroaches, were nowhere to be seen at this moment.

Lin Yu waited anxiously by the roadside for quite a while, but didn't see a single available taxi.

Just as Lin Yu was about to go crazy with anxiety.

In the distance, a low-profile black commercial vehicle suddenly turned on its blinker, pulled out of the traffic flow, slowly stopped in front of Lin Yu, and opened its door.

Lin Yu stared blankly for a moment at this black van that seemed to drop from the heavens.

But he didn't have time to wonder why this car was helping him. Without even a second of hesitation, he bent down and got into the vehicle.

To the Third Hospital!

Before he could even sit down, Lin Yu immediately ordered the driver in the front to hurry to the Third Hospital.

The man in the driver's seat nodded. He quickly started the vehicle, his calm demeanor suggesting he already knew the destination was the Third Hospital.

At this point, Lin Yu could faintly guess what was going on.

Looking at this low-profile but expensive black van, and the driver in front whose spirit and physique looked like a trained martial artist.

Lin Yu knew that these might be the people Qing Mo had planted around him all along, to monitor and protect him, and to prevent him from doing anything stupid again.

But Lin Yu was in no mood to care about these trivial matters right now.

Su Yuyao's situation left him with no time to worry about anything else.

Thinking about it carefully, Lin Yu found that everything seemed to be connected, as if it were all a matter of course.

Because it was an unexpected pregnancy, and he, as the husband, was completely unaware, Su Yuyao had experienced immense stress during her pregnancy.

And because of the high stress, she developed a severe morning sickness reaction.

The morning sickness then caused her to lose her appetite, resulting in insufficient nutritional intake and her body wasting away.

And now, her poor physical condition had caused Little Darling to be born prematurely.

So what would premature labor result in?

Lin Yu closed his eyes in despair.

He didn't dare to think any further.

All of this seemed so inevitable.

So inevitable, it was as if...

...

As if it were destined.

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