Xie Yulin's temples throbbed with anger at being completely ignored by his son. In order to save face for the Huo family, he forcibly suppressed the urge to roar.

Before he could say anything, the vice president made an urgent call.

"Mr. Xie, something terrible has happened! The company's assets, which are currently stored outside..."

Meng Lan glanced at Xie Yulin, who was pacing by the window while answering a phone call, her beautiful eyes filled with undisguised disdain.

He then said to Xie Jingcheng, "Come with me."

Xie Jingcheng didn't move, but simply looked at her with his phoenix eyes.

Are you just going to leave the child here alone like this?

Meng Lan paused for a moment, noticing his concern, and said helplessly, "It'll only be a little while, right next door."

"..." Xie Jingcheng glanced at Chaochao, who tilted her head, her almond-shaped eyes as clear as a handful of lake water.

She suddenly leaned close to Xie Jingcheng's ear: "Brother Jingcheng, go quickly, you need to have a good chat with Mom."

Mother.

Xie Jingcheng's fingertips trembled slightly for a moment, and he gave a final instruction:

"Call me if you need anything, don't wander off."

"Yes, yes, I'm a little adult now!"

Finally, as if giving in, the boy, encouraged by Chaochao, got up and walked with Meng Lan to the small cubicle used for resting.

Meng Lan saw everything clearly from the side, and a smile appeared on her lips.

My son is really being completely subdued.

The door to the cubicle was left with a gap of about two hand widths, so that Xie Jingcheng could keep an eye on Chaochao's movements outside.

Seeing this, Meng Lan pondered deeply.

Her son seems to be better at taking care of children than she is?

Xie Jingcheng: "Speak, what is it?"

Meng Lan didn't hesitate and said frankly, "The Meng family is going to expand overseas, and I plan to stay abroad for a long time."

Xie Jingcheng replied indifferently, "Hmm."

Meng Lan: "At least five years."

Xie Jingcheng: "Oh."

There was not a trace of reluctance.

Fortunately, Meng Lan was only informing him and didn't expect to see tears welling up in her eyes and a reluctant expression on her son's face, whom she had always treated coldly since childhood.

Otherwise, it would truly be terrifying.

But there are some things I still need to say before I leave.

"All my property belongs to you, and you are the only one who owns it."

Meng Lan said that her striking and beautiful features and well-maintained skin made it impossible to tell that she actually had a teenage son.

She waved her hand lazily, "One child is enough."

She looked at Xie Jingcheng, a hint of nostalgia in her beautiful eyes, "Do you know how troublesome you were when you were little? You'd fight with dogs, and if a dog bit your arm, you'd grab its tail and pull its fur. Neither of you would admit defeat."

It really is the same dog-like temper it's had since it was a child.

Xie Jingcheng: "..."

His face darkened slightly, but he remained unmoved and said coldly, "Recalling the past is not your style."

Meng Lan has been a pampered young lady since birth, always bold and decisive, with nothing able to stop her, not even her own son. It was impossible before, and it's even less likely now.

Meng Lan was silent for a few seconds, then said, "Yes."

She chuckled lightly, her phoenix eyes gleaming with beauty, but her disdain was palpable when she mentioned someone.

"Even if your father squanders the Xie family's wealth, there's nothing to worry about. I'm still here, so you can do whatever you want."

Xie Jingcheng remained silent, though he could still hear Xie Yulin's furious roar outside the room. He thought calmly.

Although his biological mother didn't love him much, she was willing to give him the maximum support.

If you ask him if he blames her?

Actually, no.

Raising children is an adult's responsibility, and she did it.

She hired a nanny to raise him.

There's no need to waste time and effort pouring out love into a relationship that lacks an emotional foundation.

It's possible that Xie Jingcheng had some dissatisfaction with them in the past.

But now, what he so desperately wanted has already been delivered to him.

Think of this.

Xie Jingcheng approached Meng Lan; the boy's height had increased dramatically, making him a head taller than the woman.

He bent down and gently hugged her. "Have a safe trip, Mom."

Meng Lan blinked in surprise, momentarily stunned.

This was the first time Xie Jingcheng had been so close to her since elementary school.

The hug was brief, and Xie Jingcheng straightened up a couple of seconds later, his expression as cold as ever, as if his earlier initiative had been an illusion.

But his reddened earlobes gave him away.

Ms. Meng looked him up and down with great interest, as if she had discovered a new continent.

With each second she looked, Xie Jingcheng's face darkened a shade more.

Finally, Ms. Meng chuckled, "Hahahaha..."

Xie Jingcheng: "..."

Hold back, that's what a loving mother does.

Outside the cubicle, just as Meng Lan and her son were talking.

Xie Yulin also received an urgent notification and discovered that the company's situation was completely out of control. His carefully maintained refined demeanor crumbled, and the veins on the back of his hand, which was tightly gripping his phone, bulged out.

Chaochao shrank back a little in fear.

Uncle Xie looks like a crocodile that eats children.

Brother Jingcheng and Aunt Lan were still talking in the small room.

Chaochao swung her legs boredly.

Her little feet suddenly stopped, because she felt an ancient call.

It was the two glasses of milk she had drunk earlier that came looking for her.

The little dumpling tried to hold back with a serious expression, but found that it was impossible to resist.

Finally, she jumped off the chair: "Going to the toilet, going to the toilet..."

No one in the room noticed her departure.

Including Xie Jingcheng, who was deep in thought with his head down in the cubicle.

A moment later, Chaochao came out of the washroom feeling completely relaxed and let out a long sigh of relief.

Luckily I made it in time, otherwise I would have wet my skirt.

The next second, he looked left and right, then stood there blankly.

In her haste to use the restroom, Chaochao frantically ran around, only to realize that... she seemed to be lost...

At the same time, in a small private room on the south side of Runchun Garden.

Four or five young people sat around a table, wearing their school uniforms loosely. Judging from their unruly appearance, they were clearly troublemakers from some school.

Two other people, a man and a woman, were huddled on the sofa, laughing and joking around, while smoke filled the non-smoking room.

In contrast, the waiters in their black and white uniforms, with gold buttons meticulously fastened to the last one, stood out.

Not to mention her exceptionally beautiful face.

The girl closest to him wore a light-colored knit sweater that accentuated her beautiful figure, with her long hair half-down. However, her eyes were fixed on him, her gaze lingering on the face she had been longing for day and night.

"Yu Ci, it's been a long time."

The girl chuckled softly.

Yu Ci poured the red wine without pausing for a moment. Only after putting down the bottle did he look at her with a distant smile.

"Sorry, I don't remember."

The words he spoke were like seven sharp thorns that instantly pierced the heart of the person opposite him.

The private room fell into an instant silence, as quiet as a morgue.

People who were laughing and joking stopped and looked over to examine him closely.

Is this the person Chang Yue has been thinking about all year?

They're pretty bold, daring to give Chang Yue such a hard time.

But just looking at her face, she's really beautiful. If you didn't know better, you'd think she was some celebrity who came out to experience life.

That girl—who shouldn't be called Chang Yue—lost her gentle and considerate expression instantly, her face turning gloomy.