Yuan Qi was stunned for a moment, then realized what she meant. He said, "I understand."
An Ci swung his feet, his expression relaxed. "Has your eldest brother dealt with it? Let me know if you need help."
The sudden concern warmed Yuan Qi's heart. His mother died when he was young, and when he grew up, his father, with whom he had an average relationship, also passed away. No one had ever said such caring words to him since then.
He said, "It's all taken care of."
Upon hearing this, An Ci couldn't help but sigh again at his efficiency. Then, the two of them kept talking about building a building and preparing to start a company, and they talked for several hours.
It was already late at night when he hung up the phone. An Ci hurriedly took a shower without drying his hair and fell asleep as soon as he touched the bed.
For several days in a row, An Ci took Dali out from time to time. Her family thought she was out playing and didn't ask any questions. After all, it was rare for her to come back for vacation.
It wasn't until An Zhenxiong called to urge her to go back that An Ci realized that the New Year was over and her vacation was over.
That night, after she finished her dinner as usual and was about to go out, she was stopped by Song Xiunian as she reached the entrance.
Song Xiunian asked, "Where are you going?"
"Buy something for the elders." An Ci made up an excuse, "Buy some food while I'm at it."
"Are you going alone?" Song Xiunian asked again.
"Da Li, come with me." An Ci said, raising his hand to press down the brim of his hat, "Dad, I'm leaving first."
An Lan just came downstairs and saw her open the door and go out. She added, "Come back early."
"Know."
"Bang--"
A cold wind blew, closing the door.
An Lan smiled helplessly and walked towards the sofa. Song Xiunian patted the seat next to him and said, "Sit here."
An Lan sat down next to him. Seeing that she was unhappy, Song Xiunian's eyes flashed with understanding, and he reached out and held her in his arms.
"Can't bear to leave my cub?"
An Lan leaned on his shoulder and said in a muffled voice, "You've been back for only a few days and you're leaving again. You can't come back for summer vacation."
Song Xiu smiled young and jokingly said, "Why didn't I see you so reluctant to leave me when I was on a business trip?"
An Lan rolled her eyes at him and asked, "You've been away on business for several months?"
Song Xiunian raised his eyebrows and teased her maliciously, "So, my son is more important than me?"
An Lan couldn't help laughing and complained, "Mr. Song, you are already an adult, aren't you childish? You still ask such questions."
"Don't change the subject, just tell me."
Song Xiunian's hand on her shoulder slid down and naturally clasped her waist, leaving her no chance to escape.
An Lan teased him in the same way, suppressing her laughter and saying, "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"
"Of course it's true," he said.
"Then, cub is important."
As soon as she finished speaking, An Lan pulled away the hand from her waist and prepared to escape, but Song Xiunian had predicted her little thought. He stretched out his long arm and easily pressed her in his arms.
"Where do you want to go?"
An Lan tried to struggle, but the hand wrapped around her waist tightened even more. She sensed danger and said with a wry smile, "I suddenly remembered that Zizi still has some luggage to pack. I'll go and sort it out."
"Let her clean up after she comes back." Song Xiunian stared at her, his eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a dangerous message. "You just said that the cub is important, but what about me? Where do you put me?"
Just the tone is so sour.
An Lan looked at him amusedly, "You were the one who said you wanted to hear the truth."
"Are you sure this is true?"
Before she finished speaking, the girl's soft voice came over, "Mom, why isn't my son in the room? He went to..."
Song Xi stopped in time, stood on the stairs, looked at the two people hugging each other on the sofa, and immediately raised his hands to cover his eyes.
"I didn't see anything, you guys continue." She said as she turned and went upstairs.
An Lan blushed slightly, and quickly pushed Song Xiunian away, stood up, and ran towards the stairs. "Xiao Xi, wait a minute, I want to tell you something."
Song Xiunian, who was "abandoned", looked helpless and resigned himself to picking up the documents on the table and continuing to read.
…
The other side.
The streets were a little deserted at night. Dali parked the car on the side of the road and followed An Ci into a cafe.
Probably because of the rain, there were not many people in the coffee shop. As soon as An Ci entered, he saw Yuan Qi sitting in the corner.
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