"Dad, what's wrong?"

Pan Xiaomo came downstairs after finishing her makeup.

"Sigh! I don't know who we offended, but our contracts and ongoing projects have all been breached."

As soon as Pan Gang finished speaking, he didn't see the fleeting panic on Pan Xiaomo's face.

No, that's impossible; it must be a coincidence.

"Dad, I'm going out now."

She walked very fast. Pan Gang sighed and thought, "How about... we let Xiao Mo sleep with one of those CEOs and see what happens?"

The thought startled him. Why would he have such a thought? Xiao Mo was his precious daughter!

The surrounding air seemed to thicken, with a few wisps of faint black smoke drifting slowly.

The ghosts stood silently beside him, their figures seemingly drawn in darkness, indistinct yet exuding a chilling aura.

Pan Gang was completely unaware, lost in his own chaotic thoughts.

The moment that terrible thought popped into his head, it was like a cold, venomous snake coiling in his mind, filling him with dread.

His body trembled slightly, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he kept blaming himself in his heart.

At this moment, he was like a lone boat lost in a storm, relentlessly battered by the dark waves, unaware that an even more terrifying darkness had already enveloped him.

The black aura grew increasingly dense, slowly spreading towards him as if it were alive, gradually eroding his remaining sanity and peace.

Li Fagui lay on the hospital bed, staring intently at the dim yellow light on the ceiling, as if he wanted to project all the resentment in his heart onto it.

He took out his phone, dialed a number, and said in a low, menacing voice, "Hey, take care of that woman for me."

There was an undeniable ruthlessness in his voice. After speaking, a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth, and his face grew even more gloomy. In his view, someone had to pay the price for the pain he had suffered.

A moment later, a glimmer of expectation flashed in his eyes, and he murmured to himself, "Why hasn't Lotus come to see me yet?"

His expression was like that of someone head over heels in love, completely devoid of the ruthlessness he had displayed when he issued the ruthless order.

His gaze was fixed on the door of the ward, his longing almost overflowing. Every minute and every second of waiting was torture for him.

On the other side, Li Xin walked into the breakfast shop, where the air was steaming and filled with the aroma of food.

"Brother Long, give me a few baskets of steamed buns, soy milk, fried dough sticks, and eggs."

Brother Long's booming voice rang out: "Alright! Just wait, I'm coming."

Brother Long is a burly man with a simple, honest smile on his face. His figure appears particularly powerful as he works busily in front of the stove.

The little boy was focused on doing his homework, occasionally glancing up at Li Xin with pure, unadulterated eyes before lowering his head again to continue immersing himself in his work.

Li Xin sat in his seat, glancing at the little boy from time to time, his mind filled with doubt. He felt that the child seemed familiar, but he couldn't quite place him.

His gaze shifted from the boy to the table, where he noticed the chili peppers were gone. He then raised his voice and called out, "Brother Long, get some more chili peppers."

The sound echoed in the bustling breakfast shop.

"Okay, wait a minute!"

Now, the little boy who was doing his homework took action. He walked over, picked up the metal box that held chili peppers, and quickly filled it with chili peppers for Li Xin.

"Hey! Not bad, kid!"

Li Xin praised him.

"Thanks."

The little boy was very polite and looked quite elegant.

"Hey! Longmei! You've learned to do things for your father now, good job, I'll get you a big chicken leg tonight."

Longmei immediately laughed, "Dad, I want to eat roast goose too, and get some chili sauce, it'll taste better with it."

"What a clever little devil! You think you can take advantage of me just because I gave you a little taste? Fine, Dad will do it for you."

Watching the affectionate interaction between the father and son, Li Xin felt a pang of emotion. Why didn't his father love him more?

Da Mao: "……………………"

You'll have to ask your grandpa about that.

As I was eating, I saw a man dressed in sportswear walking over.

"Brother Long, I'm hungry. I want to eat eggs and soy milk."

"puff…………"

Li Xin was speechless. He recognized the man; he was Huang Xiaomei, an art student at the Academy of Fine Arts. She came from a wealthy family and had a powerful background, but he never expected her to be like this in private.

"Xiaomei, don't do that, put your hands down, there are people here!"

Brother Long blushed. This Xiao Mei is really something, always like this, she never knows how to restrain herself.

"Hehe! It's okay, I didn't see it."

"Little Daddy, Daddy said he'd make me roast goose tonight."

"puff……"

This time, Li Xin really couldn't hold back anymore.

"Um...this is...your child?"

He asked cautiously.

Huang Xiaomei nodded sweetly, "Yes, it's mine and Brother Long's, it's the fruit of our love."

Li Xin: "……………………"

Wow, that's incredible! Two men can actually have a baby?

Li Xin looked shocked.

It felt like someone had hit my head hard with a stick; it was buzzing, and the whole world seemed magical.

“Hey! Xiaoxin, don’t listen to his nonsense. This is a child we had through technology. Xiaomei and I have been together for six years, from a small county to the city, and then to Beijing. Xiaomei has always been with me. I feel very satisfied and happy.”

Brother Long openly told Li Xin that Xiao Mei was his lover.

Huang Xiaomei looked blissful. Brother Long was just a fool. She kept Brother Long by her side so that he would never leave her.

"So your son's name is... Huang Longmei?"

"Huh, what's wrong?"

Brother Long is illiterate and not very educated, but he thinks the name is quite good.

6.

What else could he say?

Judging from Brother Long's appearance, Huang Xiaomei is probably the one who got abused.

Brother Long: "…………………………"

That's giving him too much credit; Xiao Mei is quite formidable.

After finishing his meal, Li Xin paid the bill via WeChat QR code. He then packed a basket of steamed buns to take to Fang Hang. The basket cost 12 yuan and contained six buns, so he charged Fang Hang 16 yuan.

Fang Hang: "……………………"

Back in the dorm, he heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom. He pursed his lips; Fang Hang was just so vain.

"Snap!"

The door opened, revealing a tall, thin boy with dark circles under his eyes, giving the impression of insufficient yang energy.

"Yang Han, what's wrong? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Li Xin cautiously sized him up; he looked like he was possessed by a ghost, so he had to stay away from him.

"Huh? You called me?"

"Yeah! What's wrong with you?"

"I don't know, I just feel a bit of a headache, I don't know if it's because I didn't sleep well last night."

Yang Han twisted his neck, his brows furrowed in pain.