Shadow and Light: The Bride Who Clicks Her Way to Love-Chapter 407 - 420: Jue Called Mommy

She looked at the big and small figure over there. If she didn’t agree to Han, she didn’t know how long he would fuss, so she reluctantly said to Lu Shifeng, "You can come too."

Lu Shifeng, hearing her say this, took large steps over and stood next to her.

Han cheered and dragged Jue over to squeeze between them.

Su Xingyu got up from her standing spot and went to reset the camera timer, then returned, subtly distancing herself from Lu Shifeng.

Lu Shifeng noticed.

At first, he didn’t move.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

When the camera’s automatic shooting timer ended, he suddenly leaned closer to Su Xingyu, looking as if they were very close.

A soft click.

The image froze.

Su Xingyu, although moving away quickly, had already been captured in that instant.

She glared fiercely at Lu Shifeng, knowing he did it on purpose, turned her head away from him, and went to check the tripod and the photos.

The result was unexpectedly good.

In the photo, there was a faint celestial light, softly cast on everyone. The evergreen plants of winter and the white roses, which Lu Shifeng somehow managed to keep blooming until now, swayed gently in the wind, highlighting the children’s tender, flawless faces, and the extraordinary, handsome faces of her and the man beside her.

It really looked like a family.

Su Xingyu felt a bit dazed.

Han had long pulled Jue over to look, and Lu Shifeng also crowded in, his tall figure completely blocking the children’s view of the photos.

Han jumped up and down but couldn’t reach, shouting persistently, "I want to see the photos, I want to see the photos..."

Su Xingyu glared at Lu Shifeng again, bending down intending to lift Han up.

Unfortunately, the boy over three years old was so well-nourished that she couldn’t lift him up.

She was even more upset. Just as she was about to take the camera off the tripod to show Han the photos on the screen, Lu Shifeng bent down and effortlessly picked up Han to let him see the photos on the camera screen. "Does Han like them?" he even asked the child.

Su Xingyu glared fiercely at him, in a place where the child couldn’t see.

But he acted like he didn’t see it, and speaking to Han with his slightly cold, magnetic voice, said, "In the future, if Han wants to take pictures, you can always come find Mr. Lu."

Han tilted his head and asked him, "Why should I find Mr. Lu?"

"When Mama is busy, Mr. Lu can help Han take pictures."

"What about when Mama is not busy?"

"Mr. Lu can take pictures with Han, doesn’t Han like taking pictures with Mr. Lu?"

"Mm, yes." The little guy nodded innocently, completely unaware of what he was agreeing to. Su Xingyu was so angry she nearly smashed her camera; this little traitor! So in the future, she’d either have to watch her son be led away by Lu Shifeng or have no choice but to often take pictures with Lu Shifeng!

She held back again and again, barely resisting the urge to throw her son off the balcony; is this her own child!

Fortunately, Jue was good. Although he didn’t speak much, he never added trouble!

She looked down at Jue and bent down to lift the child up. Jue struggled a bit in her arms but soon calmed down. He was very light, not hindering Su Xingyu from holding him to look at the photos. His pair of deep, crystal-clear eyes quietly gazed at the camera screen, still with a somewhat numb expression, yet surprisingly looking a little enchanted.

After all, Lu Shifeng was concerned about Jue too.

Seeing Jue like this, he turned his head to ask Jue, "Does Jue like it?"

Jue didn’t answer him, quietly watched the four-person photo for a long time, before suddenly extending a finger to point at it.

A frail little finger lightly tapped on Han in the photo.

His action surprised the surrounding adults, as this child had autism, usually ignoring others speaking to him, let alone actively showing interest in someone else.

But sure enough, he became interested in Han’s photo.

Han was delighted, in Lu Shifeng’s arms, eagerly telling him, "Jue, Jue, you’re pointing at me; it’s Han, it’s Han!" The excited voice as if he’d won a trillion-dollar prize.

For once, Jue tilted his head, seemingly understanding the meaning in his words, and again pointed at Han’s photo.

"It’s Han, it’s Han!" Han said eagerly, teaching him to pronounce, "Han, Han!"

But ultimately Jue still didn’t respond, his finger gently moving away from the photo screen.

Han’s little face showed some disappointment, and the surrounding adults also seemed a bit disappointed, it was rare for Jue to be interested in the outside world, would his interest fade so quickly?

But soon, Jue’s hand moved toward the photo again, hovering in the air briefly, before slowly pointing at the quietly smiling Su Xingyu in the photo. In the picture, Su Xingyu’s long hair was half down, looking very serene standing with the children, even those who didn’t know her would feel an affinity just from looking. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Jue’s pair of black crystal-like eyes quietly stared at Su Xingyu in the photo, motionless.

After a few seconds, Han excitedly began again, eagerly telling him, "Jue, Jue, that’s Mama, my Mama! Isn’t my Mama pretty? She’s the prettiest prettiest Mama in the world!" Today, Su Xingyu’s face was healed, and it was the first time she faced Han with complete beauty, leaving Han so happy he didn’t know what to do. So, seeing Jue interested in Su Xingyu’s photo, he quickly boasted like a child showing off some new, proud toy.

Yet Jue just quietly continued looking at the photo.

Han beamed with joy, "You also think my Mama is pretty, right? Next time let’s take photos with Mama again."

"Ma... Ma." Just as the words fell, suddenly a slight, somewhat dry voice was heard.

Everyone was stunned.

Su Xingyu and Lu Shifeng looked incredulously at Jue, what did this child just say?!

Even Han looked at him in surprise, after a long while, cautiously, stammeringly said, "Jue, did you just speak?"

One couldn’t blame Han’s reaction being so big, it was because this child’s speaking instances were few and far between.

"Ma... Ma." Jue looked at Su Xingyu in the photo, and called again. This time, his voice was slightly louder, and clearer than before.

He turned his head, accurately seeking out the real-world Su Xingyu holding him, and called for the third time: "Mama."

Su Xingyu just stared at him, caught off guard.

The child’s face was so pure and flawless, the calls of "Mama" were as natural and delightful as a young bird’s first chirping, unknowingly bringing tears to her eyes.