In order to discover big news, reporters are everywhere.

They questioned the hospital, the Women's Federation, and the police. Someone also found Xiao Fangqi's family tree and traced the clues to his great-uncle Fang Tai, who was a senior executive at a company in H City.

"Mr. Fang, what do you think about Xiao Fangqi's disappearance?"

"Mr. Fang is currently the closest living relative of Xiao Fangqi. Why don't you adopt him?"

"Does Mr. Fang know that little Fangqi was abused by her adoptive mother?"

As soon as Fang Tai left the company, he was surrounded by a dozen microphones. His face was gloomy and he pushed everyone away rudely.

"Make way, make way."

"Mr. Fang, do you have any plans to look for Xiao Fangqi now?"

The reporters were persistent and blocked the way.

Fang Tai found his car in the parking lot and said impatiently, "I don't know any Xiao Fangqi, I can't tell you! Please don't disturb me and my family, otherwise I don't mind suing you in court!"

After getting in the car, he started the engine quickly and reversed without a care in the world. The reporters immediately dispersed and he stepped on the accelerator and fled the scene.

"Tsk, what an attitude!" The reporter curled his lips as he looked at the rear of the car going away.

"How can a person like him be a company executive? He is cold-blooded and has no humanity at all!"

"Little Fangqi is so pitiful. Both his parents died, he was abused by his adoptive mother, his relatives ignored him, and now he is missing."

"What did the police say?"

"What about the hospital? Don't they have to take responsibility?"

"Alas, this is what's so strange about it. The police, the hospital, and the Women's Federation said that the person who took Xiao Fangqi away had legal status and procedures, and asked us not to ask any more questions."

"Legal identity and procedures? Could it be that... Xiao Fangqi has other relatives?"

"The only people who have the right to adopt a child at present are Fang Tai and his parents. But his parents are old and do not meet the conditions for adoption, so they can be excluded."

It is for this reason that reporters surrounded Fang Tai himself.

"It's not like we didn't gain anything today." A male reporter pushed his glasses and raised the corners of his mouth.

"Oh? What do you mean?"

"Isn't Fang Tai a senior executive? Can you write about him?"

"Yes, yes, you can write about his cold-bloodedness!"

"Hey, I found some information, I wonder if it's useful." A female reporter said excitedly.

"What message?" others asked.

The female reporter smiled mysteriously. "Keep it a secret."

You must be kidding! Of course she has to publish the information she researched firsthand. How could she let her competitors know about it?

"cut--"

****

Fang Tai drove back home and as soon as he entered the door, he saw his wife sitting on the sofa in the living room sighing.

"You're back!" Mrs. Fang threw away the pillow in her arms when she saw him come in.

"What's the matter?" Fang Tai put on slippers and put down his briefcase.

"What else are you asking me? Have you watched the news? The incident involving that brat is known to everyone. When I went to work this morning, I was asked about it and I was so embarrassed." Mrs. Fang slapped her thigh in anger. "If you had gone to the hospital and done some superficial work, you wouldn't be accused of being cold-blooded now!"

Fang Tai was annoyed by the reporters and was complained by his wife when he got home. He couldn't help but yelled: "What do you want me to do? You were reluctant to spend money because you were afraid that the medical expenses for the child would be a bottomless pit. Now you blame me instead?"

Mrs. Fang was frightened by his roar. Tears welled up in her eyes. She stretched out her manicured fingers and pointed at him aggrievedly: "You...you are mean to me? You actually mean to me for that brat? Fang Tai, if it weren't for me, would you have your current status and position? I was really blind to fall for such an ungrateful dog like you!"

Fang Tai knew he was in the wrong, so he sat next to his wife and coaxed her, "I was surrounded by reporters after get off work today, and it was very annoying. If people from the company ask about it tomorrow, I will lose face."

Mrs. Fang wiped her tears and said bitterly, "I don't care, you have to make things right for me! I want the money! I want the face too! Whoever wants the child can give it to him!"

"Okay, okay, I'll straighten it out. I'll definitely straighten it out. Okay?" Fang Tai responded repeatedly.

Mrs. Fang stopped crying. Although she was over 40 years old, she still looked as cute as a little girl. Fang Tai fell for her and hugged her, calling her his baby.

"Actually, you don't have to do anything. I've already found someone to do it." Mrs. Fang said proudly.

"What?" Fang Tai frowned.

"Didn't your sister give birth to a child out of wedlock? I told her story to a good sister of mine, who works in the media. Once this gets out, it will definitely divert people's attention. Then we can make a big fool of ourselves and get away with it." Mrs. Fang winked.

"Isn't this... inappropriate?" Fang Tai hesitated.

"What's wrong with that?" Mrs. Fang poked his head unhappily. "Your sister did give birth to a child out of wedlock. We broke off relations more than 20 years ago and have had no contact since then. She is a complete stranger to us. Why should we suffer the criticism of a stranger?"

Fang Tai was silent, tapping his fingers on his thigh. "But... family shame should not be made public..."

Mrs. Fang squeezed his arm hard. "Don't say but! Anyway, I have done the work, let's wait for the result!"

Fang Tai looked at his wife, his eyes sparkling. "Tell your friend to write a better article and make sure to exclude us."

His peaceful life was disturbed and he hadn't had a good sleep for half a month. If he didn't deal with it, he would lose his job.

Mrs. Fang smiled coquettishly: "Of course!"

***

Lai's Hospital——

"He...he is...is...the boss's grandson?"

Rong Siqiu stood in front of the hospital bed, looking with moist eyes at the boy sitting on the bed and eating an apple.

After more than half a month of nursing and treatment, the redness and swelling on Xiao Fangqi's body subsided, the bruises faded, she gained some flesh, and her little face became chubby, white and tender, as pretty and cute as a doll.

Last night, Rong Siqiu received a call from his son and learned that his eldest son had a grandson. He felt like he was in a dream and kept asking questions on the phone. However, his youngest son was very brief and to the point. The old couple was so anxious that they wanted to drive to the city overnight.

Fortunately, Su Ling was understanding. He snatched the phone and told them the whole story.

Rong Siqiu then realized that when his eldest son died, his girlfriend Fang Han was already pregnant and gave birth to a child out of wedlock. She raised her son alone. However, things are unpredictable. Fang Han died of illness at the age of 45. In May of this year, his son and daughter-in-law had an accident, leaving behind a five-year-old child who was adopted and abused.

Although the redness and swelling on the child's body have subsided, there are still bruises on his legs and his left wrist is in a cast. You can imagine how harshly the so-called foster mother hit him!

After spending more than ten days with Su Ling, Xiao Fangqi became much more cheerful and courageous. Without Su Ling's company, she no longer cried or made a fuss, and was no longer afraid of strangers.

At this moment, he saw two unfamiliar old people standing beside his bed, with tears in their eyes, looking at him with distressed expressions. He stopped chewing the apple and turned to look at Su Ling in confusion.

Su Ling gently stroked the little hair on his head, pointed at Rong Siqiu and Lu Lihong and said, "Baby, she is your great-grandmother, and he is your great-grandfather. They are all your relatives."

"Grandma? Grandpa?" The child's voice was so childish that the two elders' hearts melted.

"Hey, hey, good child, good child." Rong Siqiu couldn't stop crying, and Su Ling hurriedly helped her sit on the chair beside the bed.

Lu Lihong had experienced numerous ups and downs, and was once a ruler who remained calm even when faced with a huge crisis. But at this moment, looking at his grandchildren who were just like him when they were little, he couldn't help but feel his eyes sore.

Xiao Fangqi looked helpless. Why did the old lady start crying while she was talking?

Seeing that he was still confused, Su Ling pointed at Lu Feng and said, "Look, do Grandpa and Little Dad look alike?"

Lu Lihong suppressed his emotions and put his hands behind his back. Although he was old, he took good care of himself and dyed his hair black, looking younger than his actual age. When he and Lu Feng stood together, it was obvious that they were father and son.

Xiao Fangqi nodded.

Su Ling picked up his phone, turned on the camera, and pointed the camera at Xiao Fangqi so that he could see his little face clearly.

"Well, do you also look like Grandpa and Little Daddy?"

Little Fangqi opened his eyes wide, looked at himself on the phone, then compared himself with his father and grandfather. After a long while, he puffed up his little face and nodded seriously.

Due to the blood ties between family members, the young man quickly accepted the two elderly relatives.

Rong Siqiu took the handkerchief and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Su Ling lowered his head and kissed Xiao Fangqi's tender face, saying softly: "Xiao Fangqi is not an orphan, we are all your relatives."

"Yes!" Little Fangqi responded loudly. He was not a bastard, nor was he an unwanted child. He had an older brother, a little father, a great grandfather, and a great grandmother.

Seeing that her great-grandson accepted her, Rong Siqiu was filled with love. She sat next to the child, constantly making him laugh. She took out an old photo album from her bag, opened the first page, pointed to a handsome young man, and said to the child, "He is Qibaobei's grandfather."

"Grandpa?" Little Fangqi found that the person in the photo looked very much like his father.

"Yes, your grandpa's name is Lui Xuan, and this is him when he was a child." Rong Siqiu turned to a photo of his eldest son when he was five or six years old. The fair and chubby child could not be said to be similar to the current little Fangqi, but they were exactly the same.

Xiao Fangqi's eyes sparkled as she urged Rong Siqiu to continue flipping through the pages. When they turned to the back, a photo of two people appeared.

In the photo, the pretty young girl leaned against the majestic Lu Xuan, made a scissors hand gesture towards the camera, and smiled brightly.

"Ah!" Xiao Fangqi pointed at the girl in the photo and shouted, "Grandma!"

"Does Qibao know what grandma looked like when she was young?" Rong Siqiu asked. This photo was a relic of her eldest son, tucked inside a book. She found this photo when she was packing up her things a few days ago and put it in the album.

"Grandma also has a photo album." Little Fangqi said while gesturing, "It's so big, so thick, and has so many photos, including grandma, dad, mom, and me!"

"That's great! Does Qi baby know where the photo album is now?" Rong Siqiu touched the child's head lovingly. Fate played a trick on her. She didn't even see her grandson. He and his grandson's wife passed away, leaving little Fangqi alone. If Su Ling hadn't met him, would her little grandson have been tortured to death silently in a place they didn't know about?

Thinking of this, Rong Siqiu's heart couldn't help but ache.

A hint of fear flashed across Xiao Fangqi's eyes and he hunched his shoulders.

Su Ling, who was standing nearby, saw this and hugged him to comfort him: "Don't be afraid, baby. With us here, no one can bully you!"

Xiao Fangqi pursed her lips and said aggrievedly, "I left it at my own home, but the bad woman wouldn't let me go home to get it."

Su Ling kissed his forehead and soothed him: "When the baby is well, we will go get it, okay?"

"Okay." Xiao Fangqi nodded obediently.

Outside the ward, Lu Lihong and Lu Feng were standing in the corridor talking.

"Now that Xiao Fangqi has been found, your promise no longer counts." Lu Lihong said comfortingly.

"Yes." Lu Feng looked normal.

Li Hong frowned. "What would you do if Xiao Fangqi wasn't around?"

Seeing that the deadline was approaching and his son had not responded, he was so anxious that he called him but was hung up after just a few words. The appearance of his great-grandson seemed like a gift from God, and their problem was solved.

Whether it is the child of Lu Feng or the grandson of Lu Xuan, they are all direct blood relatives of Lu Lihong. It is only natural that Xiao Fangqi will inherit the Lu family business in the future.

Lu Feng pursed his lips. "Su Ling wants to divorce me."

Li Hong was surprised. "Divorce?"

"Um."

"What problems can divorce solve?" Lu Lihong said unhappily, "Who came up with this bad idea? Do you think divorce can convince those old guys? They are all cunning people, and they can't wait for their sons and grandsons to take over. How could they miss such a good opportunity? Su Ling is making a fuss, and you are making a fuss too?"

His voice was so loud that even Su Ling in the ward could hear it. Rong Siqiu looked at him inquiringly, and Su Ling stood up with a guilty conscience: "I'll go out and take a look."

Under the questioning eyes of his mother-in-law, he went out, came to Lu Feng, and said tactfully: "Dad, don't scold Lu Feng. I forced him to divorce."

Li Lihong pointed at the two of them, fuming with anger.

"You two are over fifty years old combined, yet you are still so childish. Especially you—" He glared at Li Feng, "With your IQ, can you manage a company?"

Su Ling wanted to open his mouth to explain, but Lu Feng grabbed his hand.

"I have made two plans. First, to train all the youngsters of the Rui family and pick out the best ones to inherit the family business. Second, I will give up the position of the chief and take over the Liuxian River Corridor project. I will live in seclusion with Su Ling and listen to the wind singing." Rui Feng said calmly.

Li Lihong opened his mouth, he was so angry at his son that he almost had high blood pressure.

Su Ling held Lu Feng's hand tightly, her eyes red as she stared at the man's flawless face. She felt as if a stone was pressing on her chest, making her feel suffocated and uneasy.

It turns out that from the beginning to the end, Lu Feng never wanted to divorce him, and would rather lose everything to be with him.

How can this man be so stupid?

So stupid that it makes people feel sad!

"...You are so stupid!" Su Ling hit his arm with tears in her eyes. "What good am I that you would give up so much for me?"

Rufeng hugged him and kissed his hair. "I love you."

Su Ling's nose felt sore and she buried her face in his shoulder, wiping away the tears that were about to burst out.

Li Lihong pinched his brows with a headache. Unable to stand the clingy look of his son and daughter-in-law, he glared at his son fiercely and went back to the ward.

He should go and see his little grandson, lest he get mad to death by these two troublesome creatures.

Su Ling wiped away his tears, opened his mouth and took a bite on Lu Feng's neck.

"Tell me yourself, how should I punish you for lying to me time and again?"

She put her lips close to his ear and whispered a few words.

Su Ling gritted his teeth in anger and pinched the soft flesh on his waist. "You wish! I will punish you by making you sleep in the guest room for a month!"

Li Feng was unmoved, he held him tightly in his arms with his arms. "You can't bear to let him go."

"Let go, let go~" Su Ling leaned back and pushed him lightly.

The nurses are all looking here, isn't it embarrassing?

"Ding ding ding—" The cell phone rang, and he tapped Lu Feng, "Your phone is ringing."

Li Feng loosened one of his hands, while keeping the other hand around him, and took out his cell phone. As soon as the call was connected, he heard Xu Zhuoyun's anxious voice.

"Mr. Rui, a media outlet online wrote a piece of soft-text that insulted and spread rumors about Grandma Fang Qi..."

The author has something to say: Well, the last wave of slaps in the face~