But for Xiaojin, being by her mother's side is the best thing.

He nodded calmly and said, "Of course I'm willing. Wherever Mom goes, I'll go. I also want to see my biological dad, and my older brother and sister."

"I also need to prepare gifts for them. It's been so many years, I have to be polite."

Wen Qiao looked at her exceptionally mature son, smiled brightly, and reached out to pinch his cheek.

"You're so cute."

"Mommy, don't pinch my face, it's uncomfortable," Xiao Jin said seriously, even frowning slightly.

This child's personality is completely different from that of his older siblings.

Wen Qiao thought to herself, if Wen Zhengnian were here, he would definitely be even more satisfied with Wen Chongjin as the heir to the estate.

A child's character can be judged by their age at three.

You can see what Wen Zhongjin will look like at thirty, or even beyond, at the age of three.

He was so composed, giving people a sense of reliability and dependability.

In this respect, Xiao Jin is very similar to Shen Jichuan.

Especially his eyebrows and eyes, he is simply a miniature version of Shen Jichuan.

Everyone who first met Wen Chongjin said he looked like Wen Qiao. But if you actually saw Xiao Jin and Shen Jichuan standing together, you would immediately realize that they were the ones who looked most alike.

Even He Muye, who initially thought Xiao Jin looked like Wen Qiao, felt that Xiao Jin looked more like Shen Jichuan after meeting him.

After coaxing her son and calling the nanny to take him to play in the yard, Wen Qiao and He Muyi signed the divorce agreement.

“I didn’t write down the property details. The He family’s assets are yours, and I won’t take any of your money. Xiao Jin isn’t your son, and he won’t take anything from you.”

“But I won’t give you anything from the Wen family either.”

"One more thing, I want to remind you, be careful about your grandfather's arms smuggling business. If you want to clean up the mess, go to Gu Xingzhou. He operates in both the legal and illegal worlds, or you can get help from him to change your business."

He Muye said, "It's legal abroad, but I know it's illegal in China. Don't take those weapons I gave you back with you, or they'll cause you more trouble."

"In addition, the villa we bought after the marriage will be left to Xiaojin, and I will give half of the bank shares held by my grandfather to Xiaojin."

“Wen Qiao, you’re smart, but I’m not stupid either. In the past two years, you’ve managed to get yourself out of the bank. From the very beginning, you came abroad with a plan in mind. You didn’t want to get those inheritances; you were working for them, right?”

He Muye chuckled as he spoke.

"I have to admire you. I couldn't be as selfless as you. After all, that's a fortune of over a billion. But I respect your choice."

“You’ve given away your share. I need to leave something for Xiaojin, in case I need her to take care of me in my old age.”

Wen Qiao glared at him.

"You're so young, if you want a son to support you in your old age, why don't you have your own child? Why would someone steal another person's son?"

"What if my son isn't that outstanding?"

He Muye quickly changed the subject.

When do you plan to return to China? Will you come back after you go back?

Wen Qiao said calmly, "He probably won't be back anytime soon. I want to preserve Xiao Jin's foreign citizenship so he can decide which nationality to choose after he comes of age."

The main reason is that Xiao Jin has an inheritance abroad, and Wen Qiao is also thinking about protecting her son's rights.

He Muye said, "Leave this to me. I will take full responsibility for your children's studies abroad in the future."

"Let's still be friends, Wen Qiao?"

Wen Qiao chuckled and said, "Of course."