Bai Jingyuan smiled, took out two invitations, and solemnly handed them to Yao Zheng and his wife.

"My mother is putting on a concert, and I'd like to invite you, uncles and aunts, to come and support her!"

Mrs. Yao flipped through the exquisite invitation, a smile playing on her lips.

Mrs. Bai is a well-known talented woman in the social circle of wives. She is not only proficient in all the arts, such as playing the zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting, but she has also reached a master level in each of them.

"If I remember correctly, she held an art exhibition last year!" Mrs. Yao said with a smile. "And she's holding a concert this year! That's really impressive!"

"Not at all!" Bai Jingyuan scratched his head, a simple and honest smile on his face. "My mom just stays at home with nothing to do, so she's just doing this little thing! Uncle and Auntie, if you don't mind, you must come!"

"Of course, that goes without saying!"

"This time, my mom is organizing a concert at sea. It will be held on our family's private beach. The elders will take a cruise ship, and we young people will take a yacht to go out to sea!"

"Oh, that's quite an ingenious idea!" Yao Zheng laughed. "Please rest assured, Madam Bai, we will definitely arrive on time!"

After completing his mission, Bai Jingyuan bid farewell to the Yao couple, who escorted him to the entrance corridor. Just then, several servants passed by carrying freshly dry-cleaned clothes.

They greeted Bai Jingyuan, and coincidentally, at the same time, Bai Jingyuan turned to look at them.

I also saw the clothes they were holding.

One of the men's jackets was navy blue, with a butterfly embroidered on the collar...

Bai Jingyuan was stunned.

Isn't this... his coat? It's the one he took off and draped over the girl named Wanyin when they were walking in the courtyard on the day of the auction!

"Nephew?" Yao Zheng called him a few times when he saw him lost in thought.

Bai Jingyuan snapped back to reality, his thoughts returning to him, and managed a weak smile.

Several servants had already walked past, and he couldn't very well call them back over a piece of clothing; that would be too strange.

But Bai Jingyuan always wears custom-made clothes.

That garment was indeed his; the butterflies embroidered on it were unique in the world.

He clearly draped it over Wanyin, so why is it here...?

Even after leaving the Yao family's gate, Bai Jingyuan still felt like he was trapped in a fog.

He took out his phone and found the name.

They exchanged contact information last time, but every message he sent her disappeared without a trace, as if she had never existed.

He even suspected that meeting the girl that night was just his hallucination.

Bai Jingyuan pondered for a while, then slowly typed a few words on his phone: Wanyin, how are you?

There was no response.

He continued: Where are you?

After waiting for a long time, the screen remained completely black.

Bai Jingyuan chuckled self-deprecatingly and put his phone back in his pocket.

He's putting in all this effort, but the other person might have already forgotten about him!

...

Fat Orange has been listless and lethargic for the past two days, so Jiang Can took it to the vet.

"Old Chen, did you catch up with Can Can today?"

Yin Ruohong was giving a report at the Central City Medical Research Institute when he had a spare moment to call Lao Chen.

Old Chen replied, "Chairman, Can Can took the cat to the vet."

The institute's lecture hall was on the basement level, where the signal was very weak, and the conversation was intermittent.

So Yin Ruohong misheard it as: "Chairman, Can Can went to the hospital..."

He was terrified and abandoned the rest of his report, rushing to the hospital as fast as he could.

"President, I was talking about the pet hospital!" Old Chen, his forehead covered in sweat, looked at President Yin, who was also drenched in sweat, and chuckled twice in disbelief, "The problem is with the cat she's raising!"

Yin Ruohong's eyes widened in surprise.

If it weren't for the fact that Old Chen had followed him for many years, he would have already pierced him with a silver needle.

"President...you've only finished half of your report, would you like to go back and continue...?"

"No need," Yin Ruohong waved his hand.

Since we're already out, and we're just killing time anyway, we might as well go to the vet.

Old Chen quickly took him to a well-known pet hospital nearby.

As soon as the car stopped at the entrance, he saw Jiang Can carefully carrying a fat cat inside.

Yin Ruohong also planned to go in, but he paused, thought for a moment, and then instructed Lao Chen to go to the pet store not far away to buy a Siamese cat.

When you go to a pet hospital, you should always carry something in your arms, otherwise it would look too strange.

Old Chen immediately did as instructed.

Yin Ruohong held a prestigious position in Southeast Asia, and no one dared to stop him wherever he went.

Now, however, he has to rely on a cat to get to the vet.

He found it rather funny when he thought about it.

While Jiang Can was holding her chubby orange and waiting in line, Yin Ruohong quietly sat down not far from her.

After waiting a while and seeing that no one was next to her, he slowly moved closer to her.

He secretly observed her.

The daughter has fair skin, delicate features, and especially her small nose and rosy lips, which look just like Yoon Moon-hee when she was young.

Jiang Can wore an open-necked sweater, which perfectly revealed her beautiful collarbone.

The chubby cat in his arms was behaving itself, its head being patted by Jiang Can. It seemed quite comfortable, its eyes even squinting.

Yin Ruohong's eyes were slightly moist.

Having been in Yangcheng for so long, this was the first time he had seen his daughter up close.

"Meow!"

Fat Orange suddenly shook its head.

Jiang Can was taken aback. He noticed that the chubby orange cat seemed very interested in the cat next to it. The cat also stretched out its little paw, and the two kittens were peeking around and interacting with each other.

Jiang Can laughed and followed the cat's gaze to its owner.

“Uncle,” she said sweetly, “the two of them seem to get along quite well!”

Yin Ruohong froze, staring blankly at her, unable to utter a single word.

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