"Xingxing, how could you be so stupid!"
In the An family's living room, An Xing sat obediently on a small stool, his hands on his knees, his back straight. The An family couple and Ning Rong sat around him, making the boy look weak, helpless, and well-behaved.
"Mom and Dad worked so hard to raise you. Does that mean that there is no blood relationship and no family affection between us? This is wrong!"
An Zhaoming sat on the sofa opposite the young man, looking down at him with the dignity of a head of the family.
"You are not allowed to run away from home again, do you hear me?"
Hearing this, the boy hunched over on the small stool with his head lowered and his curly hair drooping slightly. He looked listless and really pitiful.
Chen Ying was struck by the pitiful appearance of her own child. She felt her eyes moisten without the handkerchief soaked with onions. She glared at her husband and reached out to pull An Xing.
"Xingxing, your father didn't mean to be mean to you. It's just that you didn't answer our call today..."
"It wasn't intentional. My phone was on silent mode so I didn't hear it."
An Xing raised his head, his little round face wrinkled, and his round almond-shaped eyes were wet, like a little animal asking for a touch.
"Besides, I didn't run away from home!"
An Xing felt very aggrieved.
Who is it! Who said he ran away from home? Why did he run away from home?
Although he did have a little idea of going on a long voyage, was he the kind of guy who would leave home and go on a long voyage without even saying hello?
No, he is not that irresponsible guy.
As soon as he came back, he was pressed on a small stool to be educated. An Xing felt that he must express his indomitable spirit and resistance!
"I was just hanging out with my roommates, and I saw someone drawing for people in the square, and I thought it was interesting to earn money." The boy said pitifully, "And the girls watching were so enthusiastic that I drew for a little longer."
An Zhaoming, Chen Ying: ...
Ning Rong looked at the door, where there were three beauty spotlights that An Xing brought back: "What are those?"
"It's getting dark, so I bought some lights from someone else to illuminate the sky."
The three lamps cost less than a hundred dollars. If myopia is caused by dim light, laser surgery will cost more than ten thousand dollars!
An Xing felt that he was thrifty and particularly good at spending money.
"Then why didn't you call us back?"
An Zhaoming couldn't keep up his serious expression anymore and asked quickly.
He thought that the little fool wanted to leave the An family, but he didn't know how to say it, and didn't know how to face them. Could it be...
"Because I'm with Brother Chen, he said he told you..."
The boy's voice gradually became quieter amid his father's ferocious expression.
An Zhaoming leaned back on the sofa, took the apple from the fruit bowl on the coffee table, and devoured it in one gulp.
That kid from the Lu family is really abominable. He can even send WeChat messages, but he doesn't know how to type a few more words! Sending "I'll take him back" is too unclear.
He thought the little fool was afraid to go home, and the boy from the Lu family showed his loyalty by bringing the little fool back!
Mr. An, who is calm and serious outside, mistook the apple for Lu Tianchen who came to steal the apple, and ate it all up.
Chen Ying glanced at her husband and felt that her husband had become more lively since they found their biological son and the family became more lively with two children.
Or perhaps they were all too concerned about An Xing.
The woman waved to the boy squatting on a small stool, looking at them eagerly. The boy immediately stood up and moved between her and Ning Rong, forcing them to stick close. She touched the boy's forehead and spoke slowly.
"Xingxing, there is something. Your father and I have made a decision, and it's time to tell you."
An Xing's expression froze, as if he realized something, and he moved uneasily. As soon as he moved, his hand was held by Shen Ying.
The woman's hands were soft and delicate, and because she had been holding pens for many years, her index and middle fingers had smooth calluses. These hands had held him since he was a toddler, and then held his hands to teach him to paint.
Even in the chaotic situation in his previous life, when he had taken the initiative to tell them that he wanted to leave the An family, these hands still did not let go of him.
"RongRong is our biological son, and we must take responsibility for him."
"But you are also our son."
"Your biological parents are good people. We can't just deprive you of your identity as their son. So..."
"Xingxing, are you willing to be our adopted son?"
An Xing stared at Chen Ying blankly, feeling as if he had fallen into a cloud of mist. Everything around him seemed so unreal.
He finally came to his senses and looked back at Ning Rong in panic, but saw that the look in Ning Rong's eyes was no different from before. He looked at An Zhaoming again, and the middle-aged man looked at him with eager eyes.
"But...but, according to the law, I am an adult and can no longer adopt..."
"You were raised by us, which means we are actually adopted. We just can't go through the legal process."
Seeing that the little fool had no resistance and was actually a little happy, An Zhaoming felt that he should show off his status as the head of the family. He sat up straight again and snorted.
"Rongrong is already on a separate household registration book, so just move in with us, and you don't have to move out. It's good for you to recognize your biological parents, but as your adoptive parents, you have to take care of us in the future!"
"And you don't have to worry about us wronging Rongrong. Rongrong will definitely inherit Anning Jewelry..."
The man's unfinished words were suppressed by the boy who threw himself into his arms.
"I, I am willing to do that! I am very willing to take care of you in your old age!"
The boy clung to his father with tears in his eyes, and then rubbed into the woman's arms to cling to his mother. His almond-shaped eyes, similar to the woman's, were full of attachment.
"I won't compete with Ning Rong for the company, and I don't want money. I will also provide for your retirement. I am very obedient..."
An Xing muttered a few words, buried his face in Shen Ying's legs, and spoke in a muffled voice.
It was as if only at this moment could he finally let out all the uneasiness he had felt since the truth came to light.
Seeing this kid, An Zhaoming and Shen Ying felt a little guilty.
In fact, they could have eliminated An Xing's anxiety earlier and told An Xing from the beginning that he was still their son.
But when the truth was first revealed, the biggest variable was not An Xing, but Ning Rong. They had to see clearly what kind of person their own son was, and how Ning Rong would treat An Xing in the future.
If Ning Rong didn't like An Xing, or even hated her very much, it might not be a good thing for An Xing to stay in the An family. Then perhaps everything would be a different story.
Chen Ying was in a trance for a moment, patted the boy's head, and coaxed him softly:
"You're already an adult, why are you still crying? Be careful that your brother will laugh at you."
An Xing froze for a moment, then he remembered that Ning Rong was still there. He stood up suddenly, turned around and looked at Ning Rong, a little panicked.
"I'm not..." I don't recognize my parents, nor do I want to rely on your parents.
Ning Rong frowned, and suddenly he didn't want to see An Xing's panicked expression. He reached out and pinched the boy's small round face.
"Call me brother." The boy ordered coldly, "If you want to be the adopted son of the An family, you have to call me brother honestly and listen to me from now on."
If you dare to disobey, just wait and see how he bullies the little fool into becoming fat and white.
The force of the pinch on his face was not strong at all, and An Xing felt that he could dodge it by turning his head. But he didn't dodge. He looked into the boy's eyes seriously, seeing the emotions in his eyes, and the small curly hair on his head slowly fluttered up, no longer wilting.
"Brother," the boy's eyes widened, "I'm super obedient!"
Ning Rong withdrew his hand and coughed lightly.
"My parents didn't leave much, so all the money they saved is for you. I'll keep the house, and we'll split the belongings equally. The An family's things that my parents gave you are still yours, including the An Ning jewelry..."
He paused and looked at An Xing. His face, which was similar to An Zhaoming's, was solemn, and An Xing's figure was clear in his phoenix eyes.
"It doesn't matter if you don't like managing the company. I will take responsibility. You just need to be yourself. Whether you want to lie down or pursue art, I will support you. I treat you as my own brother, and I will always have your back."
An Xing's eyes widened. This was too much of a bargain for him. He had used up most of his New Year's money and pocket money since he was a child. That alone was enough for him to live comfortably for the rest of his life, but they wouldn't let him return it.
What Ning Rong meant by this was that he would be in charge of An Ning Jewelry, and he would get some money in the future and be willing to support him.
An Zhaoming and Shen Ying nodded in satisfaction. Although their son was young, he was already mature enough to take the initiative to pamper the little fool.
The little fool had already rushed over, happily calling "brother" and getting close to the boy.
The two of them watched with a smile on their faces as the two children were being intimate - mainly An Xing was clinging to Ning Rong. Ning Rong had never seen the little fool act like a spoiled brat before, and she was completely powerless to resist!
When An Xing had enough of the stickiness, the head of the family coughed majestically and announced:
"At the end of this month, our family will hold a banquet to announce Rongrong's identity, change Rongrong's name, and make it clear that Xingxing is our adopted son. Xingxing, you can invite your classmates and friends to come. Especially those who dare to laugh at you behind your back, call them over to slap their faces!"
Let those people know that even if the little fool is not his biological son, he will still have no worries about food and clothing in the future and will be the most glamorous little prince!
An Zhaoming thought cautiously.
On such a happy day, An Xing refused to think about who was looking down on him behind his back.
Those who are favored are always fearless. Seeing that his parents and brother dote on him so much, An Xing couldn't help but feel happy and raised his head proudly.
"Oh, you guys are so nice to me, it's not good, you will spoil me! Otherwise, I'd better earn money and be independent..."
The little fool said this, glancing at them from time to time, with a face full of "come and pamper me again soon", and he was very good at acting coquettishly.
Are the An family the kind of parents who don't know how to spoil their children? They are not.
"What Xingxing said makes sense. Although you don't have to manage the company, you still have to get involved in some business matters to avoid being cheated."
Chen Ying said slowly, trying not to laugh as she watched the boy's round face suddenly wrinkle.
"Mom has given you a charity foundation. You should learn how to manage it."
An Xing was about to say no, but stopped at the tip of his tongue, feeling a little surprised.
"Charitable foundation?"
"Yes. Once the formalities are completed, this foundation will be under your management."
Shen Ying pinched her son's face.
"You don't need to do much. You just need to monitor the foundation's investments and funding projects and make sure no one else cheats you out of your money." Somehow, An Xing felt that she cared about this foundation. She put away her cute and coquettish look and asked seriously:
"What kind of charity does this charity foundation do?"
“In the past, we sponsored college students from poor families, and some of them came directly to the company after graduation.”
An Zhaoming explained beside him.
"It's up to you to decide what you want to do. You can change the name if you want. Now it's called the Anfu Foundation, but your mother said it's a bit tacky..."
An Zhaoming was pinched by his wife and felt very aggrieved.
Chen Ying smiled elegantly: "No one said that the company's name must be used for the foundation. Besides, it was you who wanted to change the company's name in the first place."
Although both Anfu Jewelry and Anfu Foundation are really tacky!
Ning Rong was listening nearby and couldn't help but ask:
"So why is the company called An Ning instead of An Fu?"
An Zhaoming choked, and Chen Ying smiled with her hands covering her lips beside him.
"Because your brother was too spoiled when he was young and always cried, your father said that he could never have a moment of peace while raising a child. So our jewelry company was later renamed An Ning Jewelry."
Ning Rong: ...
An Xing looked at his old father in disbelief and accused:
"Dad, you clearly said that you hope our family will be peaceful and happy!"
The head of the family said confidently: "There are indeed good wishes in it."
An Zhaoming paused and said:
"And isn't this fate? The An family and the Ning family..."
Although they had never met, the two families had formed a bond.
An Xing thought about it and nodded.
"Okay, that's a good name. But let's change the name of the foundation to..."
He paused, thinking about everything in this life and the last.
"The foundation should add a child rescue program to help families in need find their lost children."
Although he was lucky because he was taken away by mistake at birth, there are still many children who get lost when they grow up. Their families may never find their children again in their lifetime, but with the support of the foundation, they may be able to hold on until the day when their children are found.
An Xing thought, since he was so lucky, then... he should do more good things and help others to live up to this luck.
"Let's call the Star Foundation and find their little stars back!"
An Zhaoming and Shen Ying's eyes became softer, and Ning Rong also rubbed An Xing's head.
His own kid is so cute and kind, he is worthy of being an artist kid raised by his artist wife!
No wonder she was coveted by that kid from the Lu family, he has good taste.
Thinking of Lu Tianchen, An Zhaoming remembered the embarrassing incident tonight when he was misled into thinking that his son was going to run away from home, and he coughed lightly.
"Xingxing's idea is great. If you want to do this kind of project, you should research what to invest in. The higher the return on your investment project, the more families you can help."
Seeing the boy's increasingly bright eyes, An Zhaoming was secretly pleased with himself. If he could keep his kids busy, wouldn't he have no time to take care of the pig's trotters?
Such a juicy little cabbage cannot be taken away so early!
"Dad is right. Now that I have taken over the charity fund, I must do a good job!"
The boy's almond-shaped eyes sparkled.
"I can go ask Brother Shen what to invest in! He's super awesome!"
An Zhaoming: ...wait!
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