259: Chapter 259 Now, you are a mother whose status depends on her son.

Lin Fan looked at her appearance and felt the timing was about right.

He picked up the bowl again, scooped a spoonful of porridge, and held it to her mouth.

"Alright, stop thinking about all those random things."

"You are not alone anymore now. One eats, two use; you need to look on the bright side and think of the positives."

Su Qingxue turned her face away and let out a cold hum, "Positives?"

In her more than twenty years of life, Su Qingxue had never been as miserable as she was now. She muttered to herself, "On this damn island, what positives could there possibly be to think about?"

"Of course there are."

Lin Fan said deadpan, "Right now, you are valued by virtue of your son."

"……"

Su Qingxue was stunned.

She looked at Lin Fan with the gaze of someone looking at a lunatic.

Valued by virtue of her son?

Did she hear wrong?

For these four words to come out of the mouth of a twenty-first-century intern, they sounded completely out of place no matter how she listened to it.

"Valued by virtue of your son? Lin Fan, who do you think you are?"

"An emperor?"

Hearing this, Lin Fan was amused too.

He put down the spoon and spoke leisurely.

"President Su, your question has a problem."

"Here, aren't I a local emperor?"

"……"

Su Qingxue opened her mouth, her brain lagging for a full dozen seconds.

A local emperor?

That's right.

On this isolated Deserted Island.

This man held the only weapon and mastered the strongest survival skills; whether men or women, they all had to rely on him to survive.

He could decide everyone's life and death.

If he wasn't a local emperor, then what was he?

And she, Su Qingxue, once the high-and-mighty corporate president and proud daughter of heaven with tens of billions in net worth, was now just a weak pregnant woman who couldn't even truss a chicken and still needed him to support her.

The huge gap in status and the cruel reality made her feel lost once again.

Lin Fan looked at her lost appearance; who doesn't know how to coax a woman?

"President Su, let me tell you a joke."

Su Qingxue: "?"

"Once upon a time, someone was fishing and hooked a squid."

"The squid begged him: Let me go, don't roast me to eat."

"That person said: Alright, then let me test you a few questions."

"The squid was very happy: Test me! Test me!"

"Then, that person roasted the squid."

"Cough…"

Su Qingxue: "Finished?"

"Yep, finished."

Inside the Karst Cave, silence fell once again.

Su Qingxue blankly looked at Lin Fan, completely missing the point of this joke.

Even Lin Fan himself felt the air suddenly turn cold after finishing it.

Damn!

This joke was simply too cold.

Sure enough, he really didn't have any humor cells.

Right in this awkward atmosphere,

"Pfft… Hahaha…"

A very soft, irrepressible laugh spilled from Su Qingxue's lips.

She didn't know why she was laughing either.

Perhaps this joke was truly too cold; when something is cold to the extreme, it turns to heat.

Or perhaps it was because looking at this deadpan "local emperor" telling a cold joke in front of her, combined with his handsome yet expressionless face, formed a bizarre and comical contrast.

As she laughed and laughed, her tears came down.

Mixed with grievance, despair, absurdity, and a hint of an emotion she herself couldn't quite put into words.

She just cried and laughed at the same time like that.

Lin Fan looked at her crazy-looking appearance of crying and laughing, didn't speak again, and simply silently brought that bowl of porridge to her mouth once more.

This time, Su Qingxue didn't dodge anymore.

She lowered her head and, with Lin Fan's hand guiding it, took small bites to finish off that bowl of meat porridge that could no longer be considered warm, bit by bit.

The bowl of porridge hit the bottom, and Lin Fan asked, "Want more?"

Su Qingxue shook her head, and Lin Fan took the bowl out.

Su Qingxue looked at Lin Fan's back and suddenly spoke, "Lin Fan."

"Hmm?"

"I suddenly want to eat something sour…"

Lin Fan didn't turn around. Su Qingxue looked at Lin Fan's back, feeling that she was pushing her luck a bit.

On this Deserted Island, being able to eat food was already pretty good, yet she still wanted to eat something sour—where on earth could she find that?

"Lin Fan, actually I'm not that…"

"Wait until Zhou Kai and the others come back with firewood, and I'll go into the woods to find you a few sour wild fruits!"

Su Qingxue originally wanted to say that she wasn't that eager to eat them, but hearing Lin Fan's reply, she revealed a smile, "Mhm, okay."

Lin Fan's back disappeared.

Su Qingxue sighed with emotion that, actually, aside from not having money, this man seemed pretty good in other aspects.

And coincidentally, what this man lacked, she, Su Qingxue, had plenty of.

Upon returning to civilized society, she wouldn't even mind making Lin Fan a matrilocal son-in-law.

As she was daydreaming, something right in front of her interrupted Su Qingxue.

"Lin Fan…" She suddenly spoke up.

Lin Fan hurriedly ran into the partition, "What's wrong?"

"My… my eyes…" Su Qingxue's voice became even more uncertain, "In front of me… is there something there?"

Lin Fan raised his head and looked along Su Qingxue's line of sight.

Directly in front of her was a canvas, and above it was the rock wall; there was nothing else.

Hallucination.

This was Lin Fan's first reaction.

With excessive mental stress and extreme physical weakness, experiencing visual and auditory hallucinations was a completely normal physiological phenomenon.

Lin Fan walked over to her with a cheeky grin, "What, does President Su want to tell me a cold joke too?"

"Is it that once I walk in front of you, you'll point at me and say, there is a Lin Fan in front of you?"

"President Su, that routine is long outdated."

"No… it's not…"

"In front of me, really! There really is something!"