"Hmph, you still have to rely on me. I'll find out myself." Old Master Jing walked towards the group of old men and women.

No connections are as useful as the Intelligence Bureau.

Jing Chenyun returned home and saw Jiang Qingyi lying on the sofa applying a facial mask.

Seeing him come in, Jiang Qingyi looked at him, "Boy, you're back?"

Jing Chenyun put the cup of water on the table and sat next to her, "Mom."

"What's wrong? What do you want to talk to mom about?"

"I went out with my sister today and met a strange old man. He said that I looked a lot like his son and showed me a photo."

"I've seen it, and I do look a bit like him. That weird grandpa said his last name is Jing, which means thorn."

Jiang Qingyi paused and rubbed his head, "Mom knows."

She had never met Jing Qingze's family, oh no, she had met Jing Xinrui, Jing Qingze's sister.

Jing Qingze is a taciturn person. She is the most beautiful girl in Peking University. She was the one who took the initiative to pursue him. Even after she succeeded, he is still expressionless, just like before she succeeded.

Besides doing that kind of thing.

He never told her about his family situation, nor did he introduce her to his friends, as if she was too shy to see him.

When Jing Xinrui came to her with their family photo and told her that Jing Qingze was just playing with her and that everyone in the family knew that he had a girlfriend but didn't bring her home, she mostly believed it.

Jing Xinrui also said that she could not enter the Jing family, that she and Jing Qingze were not a good match, and that Old Man Jing was interested in forming an alliance with the Xu family.

When Xu Chenyi found her and told her that she and Jing Qingze were childhood sweethearts, that she was Jing Qingze's beloved white moonlight, and that Jiang Qingyi was just a substitute to comfort her while she was abroad, Jiang Qingyi backed off.

Jing Qingze was on a business trip at that time, and Jiang Qingyi thought about it for a long time alone in the house where they lived together. Finally, she sent a breakup message to Jing Qingze and deleted all social contacts about him.

Jiang Qingyi admitted that she used to be timid and cowardly, but also very strong-willed. Because she did not feel safe with Jing Qingze, she took the initiative to break up just to save her face.

She did not receive love in her childhood and seemed cheerful and outgoing, but in fact she was inferior and timid. Pursuing Jing Qingze was a decision she made after exhausting all the courage she had accumulated in the previous twenty-one years.

After leaving Beijing, she found out that she was pregnant. She chose to give birth to Jing Chenyun because she longed for someone who was related to her by blood to accompany her.

Even if people from the Jing family came, she would not let her baby be taken away by them.

Jiang Qingyi threw the mask into the trash can and said, "Zizi, if your father comes looking for you, will you go with him?"

"Mom, be more confident. He is just a stranger to me, and I love you the most." Jing Chenyun noticed her panic and uneasiness.

"I knew that Zizi was the best." Jiang Qingyi hugged him and kissed him fiercely.

Jing Chenyun's face was smeared with the sticky essence of her facial mask, and he had a soft and cute face as if he had lost all hope in life.

"Hey? Don't you even ask who your father is?"

"If mom doesn't tell me, it must not be worth telling me."

"My baby is so nice! Mommy loves you so much!" She rubbed his face hard again.

Jing Chenyun sometimes feels that he is his mother's toy.

After enough kissing, Jiang Qingyi pulled him to wash his face.

"How about taking you out for a nice meal tonight? We haven't gone out for dinner in a while."

"Okay." Jing Chenyun nodded.

When I went out, I met Mo Ranxing who just came over and wanted to ring the doorbell. She was being held by Luo Wanxia at the moment.

Seeing them coming out, she waved her little hand and greeted them cutely, "Brother, Auntie~"

"Xingxing, are you coming here to play with your brother?" Jiang Qingyi touched her little head.

"That's right! Mom made a cake and will share it with you~"

Luo Wanxia raised the cake she was holding at the right time and said, "It's not even ready yet, but Xingxing kept saying that she wanted to send it to her brother."