"Young Master Lin, a Miss Chen Qiao has come in and says she wants to talk to you about something," the assistant said as he entered the room.

Lin Zhibai's eyelids twitched slightly.

Chen Qiao is Gu Fanyan's person.

"I won't see you." Lin Zhibai didn't even look up.

Just as the assistant was about to turn and leave, Chen Qiao's raised voice came from the doorway: "Young Master Lin, I have something very important to discuss, it concerns the Liang family!"

You must listen to me, or you'll regret it!

Lin Zhibai had her brought in, his thin lips curving slightly: "Tell me, what is it that I would regret?"

Chen Qiao's gaze fell on Lin Zhibai's slender figure. Several buttons on his shirt were undone, revealing the faint outline of his strong muscles.

The legs crossed and resting on the footstool exude a sense of power.

Chen Qiao unconsciously swallowed hard, trying to regain her composure, and glanced at her assistant.

Lin Zhibai waved his hand, dismissing his assistant.

Chen Qiao then lowered her voice and said, "Young Master Lin, you absolutely must not get into President Gu's car tomorrow. I've received word that the car has been tampered with."

Lin Zhibai's expression hardened slightly.

Chen Qiao shook her head: "Don't ask me where I got the information, and I won't tell you."

"If you believe me, just remember to do as I say."

Lin Zhibai stared at her for a while, then asked, "Does Gu Fanyan know about this?"

Chen Qiao hesitated slightly: "I don't know, does she know...?"

He waved his hand, signaling Chen Qiao to leave.

Not long after, his assistant came in and said to him, "Young Master Lin, we just received news that Miss Gu's child has also arrived, but was sent to the hospital tonight."

Lin Zhibai frowned: "Why?"

"I heard it's just a common cold, but we haven't figured out the specifics yet," the assistant said, shaking his head.

The Liang family's network in this city is almost all-encompassing, and despite the assistants' best efforts, they could only find out so much.

Lin Zhibai lowered his legs, stood up, and buttoned his shirt with one hand.

"Young Master Lin, are you going to the hospital?" the assistant asked.

"What, can't I go?" Lin Zhibai raised an eyebrow.

The assistant immediately lowered his head and didn't dare to speak, secretly thinking that Young Master Lin might not be able to get into the hospital.

At that moment, Liang Zixin strode into the corridor and his eyes immediately caught sight of Gu Fanyan.

He hurried forward, asking, "How is the child?" His breathing was still ragged.

"It's nothing," Gu Fanyan replied.

Liang Zixin went into the ward for a while and only felt relieved after confirming that the child was alright.

"I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of the child," Liang Zixin said to Gu Fanyan as she left the ward.

Gu Fanyan smiled dismissively, but she wanted to know, "Chen Qiao said he ran out, calling out 'Lin's father' at the corner of his mouth. How did he know Lin Zhibai was here?"

Liang Zixin paused for a moment, then thought for a second, "Grandma and Dad probably mentioned Lin Zhibai during dinner..."

"During the meal, I went outside the restaurant for a while to answer a phone call."

He felt increasingly guilty. "I should have noticed sooner that something was wrong with his mood. If he had run away tonight and something had happened to him, I..." He covered his face with one hand in frustration.

Gu Fanyan didn't say anything; in fact, she was also feeling lingering fear.

“Fan Yan,” Liang Zixin lowered her hand and asked, “He calls Lin Zhibai ‘Father Lin.’ Are they close?”

Gu Fanyan shook her head: "We've only met two or three times."

She didn't know why the child would call Lin Zhibai that.

At this moment, the assistant stepped forward and said, "Young Master Liang, Lin Zhibai has arrived, but we stopped him at the building entrance and didn't let him come up."

"He's quick with his information!" Liang Zixin scoffed disdainfully. "Stop him. Anyone who dares to let him up here should pack their bags and get out of here."

Gu Fanyan frowned, puzzled. How could Lin Zhibai's information be so fast and so accurate?

They even know about something as trivial as their child being hospitalized!

Turning her head, she saw Liang Zixin looking at her, her brows furrowing even deeper. "Why are you looking at me? I didn't tell him."

Liang Zixin dismissed her assistant before saying, "Did my dad call you? He said he wants to invite you and Lin Zhibai to the company to talk."

Gu Fanyan nodded. She had received a phone call before Liang Zixin arrived.

"Why did Uncle Liang do this?" she asked.

“He probably… wants to make peace with you,” Liang Zixin guessed. “The Lin and Gu families are both formidable, and he doesn’t want to make enemies for the Liang family.”

"After only a few rounds, Uncle Liang already wants to 'negotiate'?" Gu Fanyan retorted without any politeness.

This was different from the Uncle Liang she knew.

Previously, Liang Zixin wanted to register her son's household registration, but encountered a problem at the local household registration office, and no matter what she did, it was not possible.

Originally, she and Liang Zixin were both prepared to give up, after all, the management office had regulations that could not be changed arbitrarily.

By chance, Liang Zixin discovered that those completely fictitious and nonsensical regulations were rules that his father had bribed the management office to set up specifically for him in order to stop him.

When Liang Zixin got home, he flew into a rage, vowing never to marry or have children again if he didn't register his son's birth.

Only then did Mr. Liang make a concession.

However, Liang's father's perseverance and deep cunning left a deep impression on Gu Fanyan.

This matter is not so simple.

However, she couldn't say much in front of Liang Zixin.

After all, Liang Zixin is someone else's biological son.

After Liang Zixin left, Gu Fanyan remained sitting on the bench outside the ward.

"President Gu." Chen Qiao's voice suddenly rang out.

"Oh." She looked up, her thoughts gradually returning. "Where did you go?"

Chen Qiao held up the lunchbox in her hand: "It's so hard to buy fried rice noodles here. I went a little further and searched for quite a while."

Are they hard to buy?

There are also various mini-programs here, making it easy to find restaurants.

Even if the mini-program is unavailable, the hospital offers a purchasing service.

Why would a finance director like her do something like going door-to-door selling a bowl of rice noodles?

"Chen Qiao, the company office just called. Relevant departments will be coming to audit the company's accounts in a week," Gu Fanyan said.

Chen Qiao looked surprised: "Didn't we just have a check-up last week? You've had too many check-ups..."

Seeing Gu Fanyan's displeasure, she changed the subject at the right time: "You should eat the rice noodles first, they'll get cold later."

She shoved the lunchbox into Gu Fanyan's hand, then turned and took out her phone. "Hello, what is the next flight to the east?"

"The day after tomorrow morning?"

"Why is it so late? Isn't there anything earlier?"

"Alright then, book me a ticket for the morning after tomorrow."

She talked for a long time, but when she turned around, Gu Fanyan had already turned and left, completely ignoring her.

She stared at Gu Fanyan's figure for a while, a hint of jealousy appearing in her eyes.

But she quickly suppressed her emotions and hurried forward.