Fu Xunzhi didn't show much expression, but he still obediently walked over.

He wrapped his arms around Jiang Man's neck, showing them great intimacy.

Jiang Man was overjoyed; Fu Xunzhi was completely different from Fu Siming.

When Fu Siming was a child, he was mischievous and often managed to make people furious with just a few words.

This clashes with Jiang Man's straightforward personality, and the two always end up exchanging a few words.

Even Fu Ting said that she, as a mother, was always arguing with her child.

But Fu Xunzhi was different; he was quiet and always had a faint sense of detachment about him.

After Song Xingyao left, Fu Siming took care of the child himself, unwilling to entrust it to others, as if this way he could still feel Song Xingyao's presence by his side.

Everything was normal when he was younger, but one day, Fu Xunzhi heard a servant in the house say, "The young master's mother has disappeared."

Although he couldn't understand the second half of the sentence, he could still catch the word "mother".

He recalled the cartoons he watched as a child, in which the father and mother always appeared together, but his life lacked the role of his mother.

Fu Siming kept asking where his mother had gone.

Fu Siming was speechless; he hadn't expected this question to arise again, as it was unsurprising.

He explained to Fu Xunzhi, "Mom is angry with Dad, so she went on a long trip."

From then on, Fu Xunzhi also realized that he was different from others; he didn't have a mother by his side.

When I went to my father's company, Uncle Pei Jing took me out to eat. I heard someone ask Uncle Pei, "Haven't you found the president's wife yet?"

He understood what the lady meant, because in the old house, everyone called Grandma "Madam" and Grandpa "Mr.", and at his father's company, "Madam" was his mother.

He didn't eat much that noon, and kept thinking about why he didn't have a mother.

And everyone knows they don't have a mother...

Gradually, he became silent. Jiang Man, who used to dote on him and be close to him, could only try different ways to make him happy after she learned the reason. She still sighed inwardly.

Fu Xunzhi is a smart and sensitive child. No matter how much love they give her, no one can fill the role of a mother.

Four years have passed, and Song Xingyao has disappeared without a trace since she left. Even her own son has never heard her name mentioned again.

But she knew Fu Siming's stubbornness; back then, just Fu Yao had made him depressed and stubbornly search for her for so long.

She could tell that Song Xingyao treated her differently; the more silent she was, the heavier her longing for her was hidden within.

Jiang Man gently put Fu Xunzhi down and taught him how to open the ribbon and gift box, where a landscape model appeared in front of Fu Xunzhi.

He was unusually happy, so he hugged Jiang Man and gave her a kiss.

Jiang Man felt like it was Chinese New Year today. It had been so long since Fu Xunzhi had given such a warm response!

Even Fu Ting, who was sitting to the side, exchanged a surprised glance with his wife.

But Fu Xunzhi still refused to speak. Even though Jiang Man tried to coax him repeatedly, he just sat silently to the side, fiddling with the parts in the model.

At night, after reading the last story, Fu Xunzhi drifted off to sleep.

Jiang Man returned to her room and let out a sigh.

Fu Ting put down the documents in his hand and embraced her as she sat on the edge of the bed.

"What's wrong?"

“Just now, when Xunzhi was half asleep, I heard him call for his mother. He still cares about it. He is very smart. He never mentions it when he is awake.”

Fu Ting comforted him in a deep voice, "Don't think about it. No matter how smart Xunzhi is, he is still just a four-year-old child. After a while, when he goes to school and interacts with other children and makes some friends, he may not focus on this too much!"

He gently patted her back.

Let's hope so!

The next morning, Song Xingyao washed up and came out to find Shi Yu and Zhuo Wen already sitting at the dining table.

She was still a little unaccustomed to it and went around to her seat.

Shi Yu broke the silence at the table first: "After you finish eating, I'll give you a ride to the research lab on my way."

Song Xingyao suspected that he deliberately chose this moment to speak, chewing food in his mouth, making it impossible for her to refuse immediately.

Zhuo Wen looked up and glanced at Shi Yu across from him, but didn't say anything.

Song Xingyao swallowed the food in her mouth before refusing him, "No need, I can drive myself," she said, pointing the bread slice in her hand towards Zhuo Wen, "He has so many cars in his garage, it would be a waste if he didn't drive them!"

Zhuo Wen was speechless. "You really know how to arrange things for me..."

Song Xingyao pouted, ignoring his retort, and continued to talk to Shi Yu while tearing apart the bread in her hand.

"Look, not refusing means agreeing. It's more convenient for me to drive myself. After work, I can go for a drive. You're already busy working with Zhuo Wen, and I don't know what the pace of my research lab's work will be like. I'll always have to ask you to pick me up. Wouldn't that mean you'd be doing two jobs? I can't afford the high price that Boss Zhuo charges. I'll go on strike then."

Before she could finish the sentence, Shi Yu changed the subject, picking up on her joke, "That's true, then you should go by yourself."

Unaware of his emotional fluctuations, Song Xingyao finished eating and was about to leave when she suddenly seemed to remember something.

"Never mind, we'll talk about it later!" He waved to the two people behind him and went to the underground parking garage.

Zhuo Wen slowly finished his breakfast, glancing at the almost untouched food on Shi Yu's plate.

She interrupted his thoughts, "Yu, you've fallen for her?"

Shi Yu paused for a moment, then casually placed the knife and fork on the napkin beside him.

"You picked her up from the airport again, and even made a special trip to S country to ask her about Lin Shuang and the research project. You used to be unwilling to waste time like this."

Seeing his confident tone, Shi Yu had nothing to explain.

"Well, but she doesn't seem interested in me at all."

He leaned his whole body against the back of the chair.

Zhuo Wen: "Should I give you a break? She's in Jiangcheng now, and she's bound to have dealings with Fu Siming."

Shi Yu knew that Zhuo Wen didn't want her to see these scenes and feel upset.

But since that was the case, he couldn't leave, so he declined the offer of a vacation.

Zhuo Wen knew he couldn't persuade Shi Yu, so he said, "Alright, if you need my help, just ask."

Compared to Fu Siming, who was his business partner, Shi Yu had known him for so many years and naturally wished him happiness.

As soon as Song Xingyao stepped into the research lab, her phone started vibrating incessantly.

She took it out and saw Qiao Yiming's name displayed on the screen.

"Hello!"

Before I could even speak, a passionate and impatient voice came from the other end.

Even the researcher sitting next to her turned around and glanced at her.

Song Xingyao: "Hello? What's wrong, Empress Qiao?"

"Sister Yao Yao, come save the day!!! SOS!"

"Huh? Me? How can I save you from this?"