Sang Qing was stunned.

"What...what do you think?"

Her heart was pounding like a drum.

She dared not look into his eyes, but the space was cramped, and with his movements, his nose was almost touching hers... Even if she tried to dodge, she couldn't avoid it much.

The man's warm breath lingered around her nose, gradually turning into a fire that consumed her reason.

Sang Qing took a deep breath, trying her best to stay awake.

What else could she think? How could someone without even a proper identity be worthy of him?

"Are you asking a question you already know the answer to, Sang Qing?" Nie Xin's handsome face held a half-smile. "What did you say that night? Have you really forgotten?"

"I'm just asking you, were what you said that night true?"

Sang Qing's throat tightened.

After a moment of silence, she raised her eyes and met his gaze directly. Then, like a female warrior facing death, she gritted her teeth and made up her mind, determined to deny her feelings for him.

If this affection is a constraint or a hindrance to him, then she would rather keep it hidden for a lifetime.

"Hey... Uncle, you're not serious, are you?" Sang Qing laughed carelessly. "What did I say that night? I've forgotten it all!"

The darkness in Nie Xin's eyes grew even deeper.

"But even if I said something, don't take it to heart. I was drunk! What I said was just drunken talk, it doesn't count!"

“Uncle.” Sang Qing said solemnly, smiling, but every word seemed to cut her heart. “Actually, in my eyes, you are just my uncle, nothing more.”

The light in Nie Xin's eyes vanished instantly.

Ah, so it turns out I was just deluding myself?

He curled his lips into a smile, his gaze sharp and intense, staring intently at her for a moment before quickly returning to his seat.

"Very good." He chuckled, clenching his fist tightly at his side until his knuckles turned white.

"Since we've laid our cards on the table, I'll be frank with you too," he said in a low voice. "Actually... nothing happened that night. Don't think about making it up to me, and I won't take your words seriously!"

"What?" Sang Qing was taken aback.

“I said,” he looked into her eyes, emphasizing each word, “nothing happened between us!”

Sang Qing's ears were ringing. The helicopter had climbed to a higher altitude, and the air pressure inside the cabin had dropped, making her eardrums feel painful and uncomfortable.

It must be because it was her first time flying and she wasn't used to it... Sang Qing felt her eyes stinging and she felt like crying.

"Ha, haha..." She forced a smile. "That's good, that's good! Now we don't need to be awkward anymore, right, Uncle?"

"right."

Nie Xin's voice was low, and his gaze was somewhat complicated.

It turns out this girl really didn't want anything to do with him...

He composed himself and told himself that he didn't actually want anything to do with her either.

Yes, he comes from a prestigious family, has an illustrious background, and is a movie star. Why would he want to get entangled with an undocumented immigrant?

Helping her now is just an act of humanitarianism.

“Uncle,” Sang Qing asked him softly, “where are we going now?”

“Let’s go to France first, just for a short layover,” Nie Xin replied. “You don’t have a visa, but I know a diplomat there who can get our plane to stay for 24 hours.”

"Then I..."

"Don't leave the cabin. I'll take care of everything."

Sang Qing nodded.

“When we arrive at the airport, a private plane from Yangcheng will pick us up,” he continued. “I still have work in Yangcheng, so you can only stay with me for the time being. But things will be much easier once we get there. Although you don’t have legal status there, you can stay at the Huo family’s place…”

"Are we going to have to trouble Sister Jiang Can again?"

"If you feel bad about it, then help her take care of the child."

Sang Qing smiled, covered herself with the blanket, and fell asleep in no time.

Nie Xin gazed quietly at her sleeping profile, his hand involuntarily stroking her chestnut hair.

I hadn't showered for days, my hair was tangled, and my face was covered in patches of ash, making me look quite disheveled.

He remembered seeing her on the deck; she looked like a thin, frail stray cat, her eyes filled with fear of the unknown.

But this little cat ultimately didn't belong to his world.

...

After Jiang Can finished her postpartum confinement, she returned to Yangcheng with Huo Zhixing.

Xiao Junyu has become the new darling of the group.

First, he inherited five large boxes of gold bricks and gold bars from his great-grandfather, Huo Wenyuan.

Next came the full moon banquet, where various wealthy families who wanted to curry favor with the Huo family presented rare and precious treasures, openly and secretly competing with each other.

Then, all sorts of relatives in the Huo family instantly transformed into martial arts masters, able to see boundless good fortune, family prosperity, and blessings for generations to come from the face of a one-month-old baby...

The day finally arrived for the gathering with Bai Jingyuan and the others.

Jiang Can and Huo Zhixing quickly carried their son and fled the Huo family's old house early in the morning.

These past few days, their faces have been stiff from smiling so much from socializing, and they desperately need some breathing room.

The party was fairly well-attended. Bai Jingyuan and Lu Lishan presented two large red envelopes first, which Huo Zhixing scoffed at – “So tacky!”

"Sigh, just forgive them!" Lin Yuqing smiled, her gold earrings, necklace, and bracelet jingling as they swayed. "See? These are all the anniversaries Lu Lishan has given me!"

Lu Lishan scratched his head and smiled sheepishly.

In his eyes, gold is the most valuable thing, and red envelopes are the most impressive. A sea of ​​gold and red—how beautiful!

As for Bai Jingyuan—"Third Brother, as the saying goes, one becomes like the company one keeps. I've spent a lot of time with Brother Lu, so I'm bound to pick up his vulgarity!"

"Say that again, you surnamed Bai?"

Lu Lishan raised an eyebrow, and Bai Jingyuan quickly dodged, afraid that Lu would snatch his bank card again.

"Can Can, this is mine!" Lin Yuqing exclaimed excitedly as she put the specially designed gold lock on Huo Junyu's wrist.

Little Junyu has big, bright eyes that dart around. He doesn't cry or fuss, and his chubby cheeks are very endearing.

"Oh my, I love it so much!" Lin Yuqing couldn't help but exclaim. "Can I hug you? I want to share in your good fortune!"

Jiang Can smiled and handed Xiao Junyu to her. Lin Yuqing held him for a while and was excited to find that the little baby was smiling at her.

Yao Wanyin also wanted to hug him, but she was afraid that her illness would affect the child, so she didn't dare to move.

Jiang Can let her touch the child's little hand.

This was Yao Wanyin's first time touching a child, and the softness and cuddliness of the human infant exceeded her expectations, making her happier and happier as she looked at it.

"How about it?" Bai Jingyuan squatted down in front of her and smiled gently. "If you like it, let's have ten or eight kids in the future!"

Yao Wanyin gave him a reproachful look, telling him to shut up.

"Sorry we're late!" A sweet voice came from the doorway.

Huo Zhixin skipped and hopped into the room, followed by the upright and righteous Shen Xiao. The two of them immediately presented a generous gift upon entering.

"Brother, this is for my nephew!"

Huo Zhixing was taken aback. Could this thick stack be a collection of five years of college entrance examination and three years of mock exams?