"Mr. Shen may not know this, but I once built a welfare home in Yunzhou called Zhuolou. An'an was the most outstanding child in Zhuolou."

These words were said to Shen Jinmo.

Whether he has amnesia or not.

She had to convince him that everything she said was true.

Behind the crack in the door, after hearing his mother Lu Zhiwei's words, Lu Anyu covered his eyes and silently wiped away a tear.

He then closed the door and locked it.

"Now, Mr. Shen, can you tell me where my son is?"

Shen Jinmo pointed towards the bedroom: "He can rest in my bedroom now. You can take him away."

When Lu Zhiwei reached the door, she gently knocked: "An'an, open the door, it's me, Mommy, I've come to take you home."

"I don't want to go back. Can I stay at Uncle Shen's house for a few days?" Lu Anyu sniffed, forcing himself to endure the discomfort as he pleaded with Lu Zhiwei.

He was very sad.

He wanted to escape for a while because he didn't know how to get along with his mother.

Lu Zhiwei lowered her head, knowing that her words had hurt her son.

But she will try to make amends and will tell him the truth in private, but definitely not now.

"An'an, you can play at Uncle Shen's house, but can you open the door and see Mommy first?"

"I want to sleep now, Mommy, you go back to work, bye-bye."

After saying this, Lu Anyu ran to the windowsill by himself.

On the lawn in the backyard, two people were also surrounding Mizuki.

It was Luo Wuyan who came to pick him up, and Shen Jiarui who took him back to the Shen family.

Ruixi was eager to return to the Luo family.

Uncle Kolo might not want him to go back.

I looked up at the window on the second floor.

Ruixi asked Luo Wuyan earnestly, "Auntie, can I stay here for a few more days?"

"Of course. I agree on behalf of your aunt." Shen Jiarui wished he could keep Luo Wuyan for a few more days; this kid was practically a godsend.

Before Luo Wuyan could refuse, Ruixi looked at her with a pair of bright, clear eyes that also carried a hint of coldness.

Luo Wuyan knew that he had been wronged by the Luo family and had fled from them, so it was indeed not the right time to take him back.

So Luo Wuyan finally nodded: "Okay, then stay a few more days. Let me know whenever you want to go back."

...

Lu Zhiwei was unable to get Lu Anyu to open the bedroom door.

Forcing her way in would only backfire.

An An is actually very sensitive and even somewhat rebellious.

He sighed, turned around, and walked back to the living room from the bedroom.

Shen Jinmo picked up a stack of jewelry order contracts from the coffee table and handed them to her: "These are the key tasks you need to complete next. You will be in charge of deciding on the main styles for the new season overseas. You don't have time to be sad now."

Lu Zhiwei took the contract from his hand and looked it over.

These tasks are not difficult, but there is a lot of work involved.

“I’ve been neglecting my son because of work, Mr. Shen. Your designers can also do this work.”

“They can do it, but not to the level I’m looking for. I hired you because you can. If you can’t balance work and family, then I can say I made a mistake in choosing you.”

Shen Jinmo's tone was cold-blooded and ruthless.

Lu Zhiwei sneered.

"Of course I can do it."

“Actually, I have a great suggestion that can solve your current problem. Since An’an is going to stay at the Shen family’s house for a few days, you can come to the Shen family’s house every day, busy with work while comforting him.”

Shen Jinmo leaned back lazily on the sofa, his narrow gaze fixed on her.

Lu Zhiwei felt that something was wrong.

It was as if she had fallen into a pre-dug trap. Even though she knew it was a trap, she had no choice but to step into it willingly.

"It's lunchtime, Miss Lu, why don't you stay and have lunch with us?" Shen Jinmo's gentle voice was incredibly magnetic.

Lu Zhiwei put down the documents in her hand: "Alright." It's a good time to coax her son at the dinner table.

The Shen family's luncheon today was exceptionally lively, as it was held in the restaurant where guests were received due to the large number of people.

The huge round table was filled with people.

Because Lu Zhiwei had stayed behind, Luo Wuyan also stayed.

Two children were led to the restaurant by the maid.

Lu Zhiwei, who was already seated, pointed to the seat next to her, indicating that her son should sit next to her.

Lu Anyu declined her invitation and sat down next to Shen Jinmo.

It wasn't to deliberately upset Mommy.

Although he couldn't accept that his mother wasn't the one who gave birth to him, he still wanted to get revenge for the suffering his mother had endured.

This kind of hard and tiring work should be done by Uncle Shen.

"Uncle Chen, I want to eat shrimp. Can you peel them for me?"

"Okay." Shen Jinmo personally put on gloves and peeled shrimp for him.

In order to get closer to her son, Lu Zhiwei had no choice but to move next to Shen Jinmo.

To cheer her son up, she dipped her chopsticks in jam and drew a Doraemon on the plate, then handed it to him: "Make a wish to Doraemon, and any wish will come true!"

"Can I have my biological parents by my side?" Lu Anyu asked with wide eyes.

He doesn't necessarily need biological parents.

Even if the adults lie to him or make a joke, telling him that they are his biological parents, he will be very happy.

A silence fell over the dinner table.

Shen Jinmo stuffed a shrimp into Lu Anyu's mouth: "Don't talk while eating or sleeping."

Lu Zhiwei took the plate back; the table was full of delicacies, but she had no appetite whatsoever.

A shrimp was thrown into her plate.

Her eyes lit up as she looked at Shen Jinmo beside her.

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