Song Xingyao initially wanted to refuse the advances and friendly gestures of a man who had been drinking, but then she thought that if she missed his help, it would be difficult to go back.
Thinking of this, I agreed, since I had an agent with me anyway.
As the two walked out side by side, Qi Mu moved closer to her.
Song Xingyao dislikes contact with strangers, so she deliberately avoids them.
Qi Mu felt a pleasant fragrance emanating from her, making him want to get closer.
Their actions became somewhat bolder, with the agent moving around to the driver's seat.
Taking advantage of the opportunity to open the door for her, Qi Mu deliberately trapped her between the car doors.
No one noticed how long Fu Siming had been standing under the tree.
He raised his hand to cover Fu Xunzhi's eyes, and just like that, he witnessed Song Xingyao getting into that young man's car.
The way the door opened felt like it was pinning someone against it, fueling his rage. He gripped Fu Xunzhi's arm tightly, his hands unconsciously clenching into fists.
However, under Qi Mu's prompting, Song Xingyao quickly escaped into the car.
I sat in the back seat, some distance away from him.
Qi Mu couldn't very well be so blatant as to not sit in front of his manager, in such a spacious seat, and instead go to sit next to Song Xingyao.
But he couldn't help himself and started talking to Song Xingyao in the car.
Song Xingyao sensitively noticed the uncomfortable contact, so she didn't give him a friendly look and ignored his questions.
Fu Siming stood there watching the car completely disappear at the end of the road, still standing there.
Fu Xunzhi asked, "Why did Mom get into that person's car?"
He also really wanted to know what the relationship was between Song Xingyao and that man!
The intimate contact and ambiguous gestures drove him insane with jealousy.
He should have rushed up and punched the man, but he backed down.
What if... what if she really has something going on with this man... what should he do?
He instinctively denied it: "That person was just my mother's friend. She didn't know we were here, so she got into his car."
I don't know if it was to comfort Fu Xunzhi or to comfort myself.
"Then Dad, why didn't we call for Mom?"
...
Silence is the best answer, judging from his expectant expression.
Fu Siming didn't answer. "I'll take you back. Dad has some things to do at the company. You should go to bed early with Grandma Qi."
"Dad, are you going to find Mom?"
He stared into Fu Siming's eyes, a hint of anticipation in his gaze.
"When I wake up, will I be able to see my mom?"
This was the day he heard Fu Xunzhi speak the most, and Song Xingyao's presence was in almost every single sentence.
Fu Siming: "You should go to sleep first."
After sending the child back to Haiyan, Fu Siming immediately returned to Tiansheng.
Pei Jing had been waiting there for a while.
He was holding Song Xingyao's information after she returned to China.
When the documents were delivered to Fu Siming, she was somewhat uneasy. "Master Fu, it was my dereliction of duty. Madam arrived in Jiangcheng on the day you set off for S country. It was my oversight that I didn't notice her information."
“It’s not your fault,” he said, looking at the string of English names and unfamiliar background information on the file. If it weren’t for the photo and the name Song Xingyao on the seal, he wouldn’t have been able to immediately connect this famous hypnotherapist in the field of psychology with the original Song Xingyao.
"Go check what her relationship with this guy is. He's a minor celebrity."
The phone contained Qi Mu's personal information, which he had obtained on the way.
"yes!"
He sat quietly, flipping through all the information he had about Skye, the hypnotherapist.
Sekro Academy, Country S... these familiar locations flashed by one by one.
It turns out that she and I have always been so close...
The location of the branch office in S country is less than a 20-minute drive away.
But they missed four years.
Seeing Song Xingyao's study materials at Sekro Academy, she looked completely different from the person she used to be.
Her cheerful demeanor during the event, her confident smile when receiving the award on stage, and...
In some group photos, she appears to be much happier than she was when she was in Jiangcheng.
She once asked Song Xingyao what she most wanted to do. At the time, she was pregnant, and Song Xingyao said that she hoped to have the opportunity to study at Sekro and go back to doing the job she loved.
She did manage to do it, so would she still be willing to go back to him now?
Fu Siming stared at Song Xingyao's cheerful smile in the outstanding graduate's photo, a smile he had never seen before.
When the project information of Jiangcheng No. 1 Hospital flashed before his eyes, he remembered that this should be one of the projects of the investment fund that cooperated with Xu Shi.
A barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
In the middle of the night, it was learned that Song Xingyao and that popular young actor had no relationship whatsoever; he was just Qiao Yiming's co-star in his new drama.
I breathed a sigh of relief.
Back in Haiyan, I habitually went to check on Fu Xunzhi's room.
Upon closer inspection, one would notice that Fu Xunzhi's big, round eyes were constantly darting around.
Fu Siming: "Why aren't you asleep yet!"
He sat on the bed and reached out to tuck the blanket around him.
"...I can't sleep, Dad, I miss Mom."
"I miss Mom too. You go to sleep first, and when you wake up, I'll take you to see Mom, okay?"
"Has Mom abandoned us? Why doesn't she come back to us?"
Fu Xunzhi had more and more questions.
Why do other people's parents live together, but his parents have never lived together?
His little head kept turning and turning, and suddenly, a word came to mind.
"Dad... have you and Mom gotten divorced? I heard Grandma say that if you get divorced, you won't live together anymore."
Fu Siming suddenly regretted sending him to the old house.
Indeed, for a time, Jiang Man was obsessed with those messy family dramas, and it's likely that Fu Xunzhi learned it from there.
But he still responded gently, "We're not divorced. Do you remember what Dad told you? It was Dad who made Mom angry, that's why Mom doesn't want to come back."
That tone would have left anyone in Tiansheng speechless with astonishment.
Not to mention, if someone could dance on Fu Siming's sore spots right in front of him and still be alive, probably only Fu Xunzhi would be able to survive.
"Don't worry, I will apologize to my mother and get her forgiveness. Then she will come back and live with us."
Having said that, as if making a promise, he extended his pinky finger.
Hearing him say that, Fu Xunzhi happily crawled out of the covers and hooked her fingers with his.
Because his father had never lied to him; whatever he said, he would definitely do.
"Okay, go to sleep now."
Even after turning off the nightlight for him, Fu Siming was still wide awake.
He returned to his room and saw that the furnishings were almost exactly the same as they had been four years ago.
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