Jiang Man missed Fu Siming's call back; when she dialed back, the call went unanswered.
I cursed him a few times in my heart.
As the child's father, he doesn't care at all about the baby's full-month celebration. I really don't know what he's so busy with.
But seeing Song Xingyao's expression, they ultimately decided not to make things worse.
He just left a message for Pei Jing, the miserable working man.
He was instructed to make sure to tell Fu Siming that if he dared to miss the baby's one-month celebration tomorrow because of work, he would be in for a severe beating from the old man's family!
Pei Jing sincerely agreed, and Jiang Man finally let him go.
In the conference room, Fu Siming was still having a meeting with the financial analysts.
This time... nothing should happen, right?
He thought about it.
After all, the materials for this clue have been basically gathered, and it seems that Gu Mai will have no way to cause trouble under the new minister's wing.
The meeting continued late into the night, and through the frosted glass, one could see that the lights inside were still bright and striking in the darkness.
Pei Jing ordered late-night snacks for everyone and had them delivered.
She leaned down to Fu Siming's ear and relayed Jiang Man's message.
He glanced at his watch; everyone was a bit tired after a day's work.
He stood up and told everyone to go back and rest after they finished eating.
We've gathered most of the evidence; we just need to complete the process with a few details.
"Everyone, please go back and rest after you finish eating. I asked Assistant Pei to prepare gifts for everyone. Thank you all for your hard work lately."
After saying this, he got up and left the office.
For a moment, the people in the office were somewhat taken aback.
Everyone agreed that Mr. Fu became much easier to get along with after having a child.
He was completely unlike his former sharp and cold demeanor.
Song Xingyao's head was already feeling dizzy because she hadn't been getting enough rest lately.
They put in a lot of effort to prepare for Fu Xunzhi's full moon celebration.
Fortunately, Jiang Man noticed in time and watched her drink the medicine after the meal before leaving.
Just then, Qi's mother finished tidying up and was about to turn off the lights.
Seeing Fu Siming return, she quickly stepped forward and said, "Young Master, you're back."
"Hmm," he replied, looking around.
He could tell that he was looking for Song Xingyao.
"Young Master, the Young Madam is not feeling well today. She has taken her medicine and gone upstairs to rest."
"Not feeling well? You were fine when you went out this morning."
...Mother Qi didn't know where to begin, so she honestly answered his question.
"The young mistress was fine when she woke up in the morning, but she developed a fever during dinner. However, after dinner, the madam watched her take her medicine before leaving."
...
Fu Siming stared at her, unable to utter a word.
Thinking of Jiang Man's cursing that afternoon, Qi Ma didn't dare to relay her words to Fu Siming.
So I had no choice but to talk about Song Xingyao's recent situation.
"Young Master, Madam has been somewhat absent-minded these past few days."
Then he added earnestly, "Although you are busy with work, women are most vulnerable after childbirth, and you should indeed spend more time with your wife."
He recalled what Qi Ma had said and had already returned to the master bedroom.
Because Song Xingyao had a fever, Fu Xunzhi did not stay in the master bedroom today, but stayed in the children's room instead.
I turned on the nightlight and sat on the edge of the bed. I saw Song Xingyao wrapped in a blanket, her forehead covered in large beads of sweat.
He was muttering to himself, sleeping restlessly.
He felt a little guilty, so he wet a towel and wiped her body repeatedly, then personally changed her into a dry nightgown.
Song Xingyao finally felt a little more comfortable, and her brows relaxed slightly.
The next morning, when Song Xingyao woke up, she felt as if she were in a huge heater, completely enveloped.
In the latter half of the night, I felt a sticky and uncomfortable sensation on my body due to sweating.
I looked up and saw Fu Siming.
He... came back?
Because they hadn't seen each other for quite some time, Fu Siming had developed slight bruising under his eyes.
Surrounded by this embrace, she still felt a little unreal.
She dreamt yesterday that Fu Siming didn't appear at Fu Xunzhi's full moon celebration again.
He...
Fortunately, he came back.
He was probably really tired, because Fu Siming slept until Jiang Man came to Haiyan to wake him up.
"I have to say, you two are really carefree. It's the banquet tonight, and you, as the hosts, are still sleeping."
"You brat, I called you the other day and you didn't answer. Now I'm calling you and Pei Jing has to schedule my time?"
After she finished speaking, she quickly told the two of them to get up.
She then turned and went to the children's room.
Fu Siming and Song Xingyao exchanged a smile.
"Are you feeling better? Why didn't you tell me you weren't feeling well lately?"
He stared into Song Xingyao's eyes.
But Song Xingyao hid her emotions very well. She thought, "Didn't we agree to trust him?"
Anyway, I haven't received any more photos recently.
She shook her head, her voice still weak and feeble, "You've been very busy lately, I'm fine."
They couldn't tell she was lying, so the two quickly finished tidying up.
The family brought Fu Xunzhi to the scene.
Only then did I realize that Fu Xunzhi's full moon celebration was a grand affair.
Old Master Fu personally selected a list of names, calling out many old men from the political and business circles.
He wanted to show off that he finally had a great-grandchild.
Since the mourning period had not yet reached 100 days, only Fu Quan, the father, was present at the funeral.
The elderly Fu couple wanted to visit their great-grandson, but due to their traditional beliefs, they avoided coming because the funeral was not yet 100 days old.
Seeing how much older Fu Quan had suddenly aged, Song Xingyao was reminded of the scene of Wu Mu jumping off the building.
The hand that touched Fu Quan trembled slightly.
Song Xingyao felt somewhat guilty for not being able to personally pay her respects to Wu Mu. Fu Quan, on the other hand, felt sorry for Song Xingyao, who had narrowly escaped death during childbirth.
He had no idea what had happened to her.
This was one of the conditions of the exchange between Fu Yao and Fu Siming: the kidnapping could not be made public.
Therefore, Fu Siming kept using the excuse of Song Xingyao's emergency childbirth to brush it off.
Even so, the atmosphere between the father and daughter was still somewhat awkward.
So many things happened, and so much sorrow surged between the two of them.
Finally, Fu Quan gently hugged Song Xingyao and personally handed her over to Fu Siming.
The banquet went smoothly, and even on such an occasion, Fu Siming still had to toast and exchange greetings with the elders.
Song Xingyao looked at the baby in the cradle, and occasionally followed Fu Siming's figure with her eyes.
I only felt a little relieved when I saw where he was standing, but the deep unease in my heart did not dissipate at all.
She saw Fu Siming glance at his phone, and his expression changed slightly.
Then he turned and walked in his own direction.
The two were only a dozen steps apart.
But it felt like we had walked for a very, very long time.
Meeting his expression, for the first time, she wanted to avoid his gaze.
But it was too late; Fu Siming stopped in front of her.
He put his arm around her shoulder, leaned down and whispered in her ear, "I have something to do and need to leave for a while. I'll be right back."
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