When are you going back?

He Lingchuan now had only one thought: he couldn't let the two of them stay together any longer.

Shen Yanxi glanced at the person lying on the bed, her tone sharp, with a hint of reprimand and dissatisfaction: "Why do you care about me? I can't just leave Mingyan here alone."

“I can hire a caregiver.”

He Lingchuan's eyes were lifeless, and he looked rather pitiful.

Shen Yanxi swallowed the rebuttal she had just prepared and changed to a gentler statement: "You don't need to worry about it."

At least they didn't kick him out outright. He Lingchuan chuckled self-deprecatingly, "Yeah, why should I worry about it?"

Before leaving, He Lingchuan gave Zhou Mingyan a meaningful look, his eyes sharp and gloomy.

On the way back, he didn't say a word in the car.

The two children were making a lot of noise, glancing at He Lingchuan every now and then, and speaking rudely: "Why did we have to come back with you?"

"We also want to stay by Mr. Zhou's side."

I miss him now.

As He Lingchuan listened to the children's complaints, his expression grew increasingly somber.

The child he painstakingly raised is now obsessed with Zhou Mingyan; he's such a failure.

He Lingchuan was listless all the way home.

He was about to enter the room when the two children stopped him.

"Where are you going? Daddy Zhou plays with us every night, you should play with us too."

"That's right, you made us leave Father Zhou, so you have to compensate us."

What to play?

He Lingchuan's mind was filled with Shen Yanxi, and he did whatever the two children said.

The two children smiled at each other, and Nan Chen pointed to a chair not far away: "You can sit there."

He Lingchuan couldn't see through their thoughts. He was like a walking corpse, completely devoid of his own ideas.

He sat down in the chair as the children asked, and Nan Chen whispered to Bei Chen when he couldn't hear him: "We have to avenge Zhou's father. If it weren't for him, Zhou's father wouldn't be in the hospital."

"Yes, we must avenge Father Zhou."

The two children quickly reached an agreement: each of them held a basket of toys and threw them all at He Lingchuan, whether they were soft or hard.

"You wicked devil, give Zhou's father back to us."

Nan Chen excitedly threw what he was holding, and hearing a bang, he was so startled that he fell to the ground.

The next second, a strong smell of blood wafted over, and the pain in his head pulled He Lingchuan back to reality. He raised his hand and touched his forehead, which was wet.

"He's bleeding."

The whole thing happened in less than a minute, and the two children were so scared they didn't dare to breathe.

He Lingchuan remained expressionless, casually pulling out a piece of paper to press against the wound.

"Is he...is he insane?"

Nan Chen retreated repeatedly until his body was pressed against the wall before he stopped.

"Doesn't he yell at us?"

"What is he doing? He's a madman, Nan Chen, I'm scared."

Bei Chen gripped Nan Chen's wrist, trembling.

He Lingchuan stopped the bleeding expressionlessly, blood streaming down his face, but he seemed not to notice. He didn't scold the two children, nor did he even glance at them.

He stood at the door and coldly asked, "Are you satisfied now? Want to play again?"

His voice was devoid of emotion, even somewhat cold.

Nan Chen gritted her teeth and mustered her courage to drive him away: "Get out of here! We...we don't want to see you, you bad person."

He Lingchuan looked up at Nan Chen and asked one last question: "Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure. I don't want to see you. Get out of here, get out!"

Nan Chen picked up a toy and threw it over. This time, He Lingchuan caught the toy with just one hand.

"Remember to be careful next time. If you hurt your father, your mother will definitely punish you."

He Lingchuan left with those words, and the two children watched him go, huddled together, and when the door closed, they could no longer hide their emotions and burst into tears.

He Lingchuan found the housekeeper to treat the wound on his head. After he calmed down, he thought of the children.

"Go and make some food, I'll go check on Nan Chen and the others."

He looked up and instructed the butler that he must have frightened them with his appearance just now.

He Lingchuan thought he should apologize first, and the two children probably wouldn't hold it against him too much.

He pushed open the door and saw the two of them secretly eating junk food.

He Lingchuan didn't even need to ask to know that Zhou Mingyan must have secretly given them these junk foods.

No wonder they like Zhou Mingyan. He gets snacks and someone to play with. What kid wouldn't like that?

He Lingchuan stood outside the door for a while, about to speak to stop them, when Nan Chen suddenly raised his hand: "What are you doing here again?"

He spread his arms to protect the junk food behind him, looking at He Lingchuan with a wary expression.

They seemed to see their enemy, their eyes filled with hatred and resentment.

"Eat it, I won't take it away this time."

He Lingchuan sighed and left the room amidst their surprised gazes.

He returned to his room, packed his things, instructed the housekeeper to look after the children, and drove away from the villa.

He Lingchuan spent the whole night conducting experiments at the company, and Gu Chengze was shocked when he saw him the next day.

"What's wrong with you? If I didn't know you, I would have thought a national treasure had come into our lab."

"I came because I needed to meet a deadline for a project."

Gu Chengze could tell he was lying at a glance, but he didn't call him out on it.

After tidying up his tools, He Lingchuan stretched and said, "I'm going to rest now."

He's getting old, and staying up all night isn't good for his body.

"Sleep a little longer."

Gu Chengze gently patted his shoulder as he passed by: "Don't worry about the experiment."

He Lingchuan looked grateful; he really needed a good night's sleep.

I had just lain down in my office when Shen Yanxi called.

He knew without guessing that this woman was calling to question him. Without waiting for Shen Yanxi's reply, he answered the call and said, "I'm at the company. What's up...?"

"Nan Chen and Bei Chen are missing. He Lingchuan, how have you been taking care of the children? Didn't I tell you to take good care of them?"

"Impossible, I clearly instructed the butler..."

"That's your son, how can you let someone else look after him?"

"Are you sure they're gone? Or did they sneak out to play?"

He Lingchuan didn't take it seriously, and was even a little impatient.

"He Lingchuan, that's your own son, don't you have a heart?"

Shen Yanxi’s excited voice came from the other end of the phone. She paced back and forth, her voice trembling with tears: “He Lingchuan, I’m telling you this today, if anything happens to Nan Chen and Bei Chen, don’t even think about your project, and those friends around you won’t have an easy time either.”