Hearing her son's words, Madam Nan couldn't help but laugh: "No wonder you're my biological son, your behavior is exactly the same as your father's back then. That's right, this is a bit too mean."

Mr. Nan turned around and coughed lightly. Was there something wrong with this? His father was the same way back then! He had already planned out his future path before he was even born.

Although my personality changed and evolved later, the arrangements I made when I was a child were not significantly different.

Wan Ge sighed and shook her head: "We should make the necessary preparations, but there are some things that don't need to be rushed."

Nan Sang lowered her head and hummed in response, "I understand."

…

Because she was worried that her child might suffer from emotional deprivation due to insufficient companionship like Nan Sang, Wange would spend a lot of time with her child.

Before leaving for work, Nan Sang gave the child being held by Wan Ge a resentful look.

Wan Ge seemed to sense his emotions, so she looked up and, seeing that he hadn't left yet, asked with a puzzled look, "Is there anything else you forgot to take?"

Nan Sang's eyes immediately welled up with tears, and she pouted, looking both aggrieved and pitiful.

"What's wrong?" Wan Ge handed the baby in her arms to the nanny next to her and immediately went over to her.

“You only know how to worry about him, you never comfort me... You’ve been watching over him since he was born, and you haven’t spoken to me properly in a long time.” Actually, many times, someone else does the diaper changing and feeding, and it’s Nan Sang who takes care of the baby at night.

Wan Ge didn't really have much to worry about, but she didn't expect Nan Sang to be unhappy first.

"Isn't the baby still small after birth? He can't take care of himself yet, so of course we have to watch over him all the time. Don't be angry, how about I give you a kiss?" Wange said and kissed him.

"I still haven't managed to coax her," Nan Sang said again in a wronged voice, looking even more pitiful.

Wan Ge gave him another kiss: "Are you feeling better now? If not, I'll give you a few more kisses?"

Upon hearing her words, Nan Sang's fingertips gripped the back of her head, and then he kissed her directly, only releasing her after a while.

…

When her child turned five, Nan Sang gradually let go of company affairs and handed over most of her work to others.

Thus, the president of the Nan Group went from getting married to having children, from being a workaholic to being late and leaving early.

Nan Sang also wanted to be a hands-off manager. Looking at the child playing with the ball in front of her, she wondered why he was only five years old and why he couldn't grow up faster.

"Dad, what are you thinking about?" Nan Chen dropped the small ball in his hand and hugged his father's leg.

"It's nothing, I just want you to grow up faster."

Nan Chen looked puzzled, then said with great determination, "I will definitely grow up quickly!"

Starting today, he needs to eat more so he can grow taller and bigger quickly.

"That's great."

Nan Sang reached out and touched the child's head, a pleased smile curving her lips.

…

…

A few days later, Wan Ge brought her child home and took him to play in the back garden.

Nan Chen turned to look at his mother and said, "Mom, you don't actually need to stay with me all the time."

"Huh?" Wan Ge looked puzzled.

Nan Chen then explained, "I'm a little man now, I don't need Mom's company anymore. Go keep Dad company. He seems unhappy."