Ji Feng spoke in a cold voice and slowly walked in.
He and Bai Wan'er stood side by side, looking like a happy family of three.
This scene inexplicably irritated Chu Yunxing, and he didn't want to offer any further explanation.
"Master Yun, keep your own people in check. I don't want to see An'an in danger again." Ji Fenghe's words were loaded with meaning.
During this period, he had completely moved the Ji Group to Nandu.
The Ji Group has a huge influence overseas, which is the result of his five years of hard work.
Now that it's confirmed that Bai Wan'er will remain in China, he simply moved the company headquarters here.
The Ji Group's current scale and strength are now comparable to the Yunxing Group. Moving into Nandu rashly would mean giving up many existing resources and ranking behind the Yunxing Group.
However, he didn't care. As long as An'an and Bai Wan'er were happy, that was more important than anything else.
He stared coldly at Chu Yunxing and warned, "Although the Ji Group is new to the market, it is not afraid of trouble. I hope to cooperate with the Yunxing Group, rather than confront it head-on."
After saying that, he turned and left with Bai Wan'er and An'an.
Chu Yunxing pushed away the table and chairs in front of him in frustration, feeling irritated but having nowhere to vent his anger.
He had never been threatened by anyone. Ji Fenghe's strength was not to be underestimated, but it was not enough to make him fearful.
If Bai Wan'er hadn't been there, Ji Fenghe wouldn't have been able to leave so easily after uttering those harsh words.
Frustrated, Chu Yunxing called Jiang Jibai and Xie Xing to the bar once again.
Since collaborating with Bai Wan'er, he has never come here to drown his sorrows in alcohol again.
Xie Xing couldn't help but sigh, "Judging from your expression, you're not breaking up with someone again, are you?"
Chu Yunxing didn't say anything, and just kept drinking his wine in silence.
Jiang Jibai waved to Xie Xing and then advised, "Bai Wan'er is different from other women. You can't be so depressed because of a little setback."
"If she really is Song Mai, how am I supposed to face An An?"
Chu Yunxing muttered to himself, as if seeking an answer, or perhaps mocking himself.
"The results will be out tomorrow. Whether she is Bai Wan'er or not, we need to wait for the answer." Jiang Jibai couldn't bear to see his friend so depressed.
DNA testing could have yielded results much earlier, but Jiang Jibai deliberately slowed down the process in pursuit of accuracy.
These words brought Chu Yunxing a brief moment of clarity, but he quickly laughed self-deprecatingly: "I hope she is Song Mai, at least she is still alive and well."
Neither her children nor her deceased husband were as important to her as her identity.
The car accident devastated Chu Yunxing's heart, and for many years he had longed to meet Song Mai again.
Those around him inevitably expressed concern about his condition. Even Grandpa Chu had sought out a psychologist multiple times and secretly met with Chu Yunxing.
Jiang Jibai and Xie Xing looked at each other and sighed helplessly, but they were at a loss for what to do.
Emotional issues can only be resolved by oneself; outsiders cannot help.
At this moment, Bai Wan'er turned to look at An'an with heartache and said in a low voice, "You can't go out with strangers anymore, even if they say they are your mother's friend. You must wait for your mother to come."
"I understand, but I didn't think Auntie meant any harm, so I left with her." An'an looked at Bai Wan'er obediently, her eyes full of self-reproach.
She spoke in a childish, tearful voice, trying to calm Bai Wan'er down.
Song Mai patted her head helplessly and said softly, "When your mother found out you were taken away, she wanted to turn the whole city upside down."
As Ji Feng drove, he would occasionally glance at the two people in the rearview mirror.
“This is not An’an’s fault; she’s just a child.”
“Children should also understand safety issues; they can’t be covered up with just a few words,” Bai Wan’er said seriously.
Neither of them dared to speak anymore, and could only listen quietly to Bai Wan'er's reprimand.
Seeing that An'an had already admitted her mistake, Bai Wan'er didn't know to say anything more and sighed helplessly, "Don't let it happen again."
Upon hearing these four words, An'an's face immediately lit up with a smile, and she hugged her with great joy: "Mom is the best mom in the world."
Ji Feng couldn't help but chuckle, and after a moment he spoke softly, "Do you have time this weekend? I'd like to take you home."
Although I don't get along with my parents, I must not neglect the proper etiquette.
Bai Wan'er subconsciously clenched her fists and asked nervously, "So rushed?"
"If you don't want to, you can wait until next time." Ji Fenghe understood what she was thinking.
Over the years, I've suggested several things to foster our relationship, but she's always turned them down.
Although he was somewhat disappointed, he was willing to continue waiting.
"I'll think about it some more."
Bai Wan'er understood that continuing to drag things out was not a solution; their relationship eventually needed a conclusion and a process.
She slowly looked out the window, her thoughts already wandering.
In the afternoon, she took An'an to the park and saw two elderly people playing chess, so she went over to watch.
An'an has been very interested in intellectual games since she was a child, and she learned to play Go at a young age. Although she is not an expert, she is still far ahead of many children.
She suddenly turned to Bai Wan'er in a soft voice: "Mom, I think this grandpa is making a wrong move in the game."
Bai Wan'er quickly shook her head, indicating that she should stop talking: "A true gentleman observes chess without speaking. We just need to quietly enjoy the two grandfathers playing chess, and we shouldn't interfere in other matters."
An'an nodded thoughtfully, obediently not continuing.
At this moment, the old man smiled calmly and said, "It's alright, children say the darndest things. Such a young child already knows how to play chess, he's a promising student."
The old man turned his head, his gaze first falling on An'an, and then his expression became more serious.
He stared at Bai Wan'er, his eyes filled with curiosity and probing.
Perhaps not wanting his gaze to be too cold, he quickly looked away.
After the game of chess was over, the old man got up and came to An'an's side: "Would you like to play chess with Grandpa?"
An'an turned to look at Bai Wan'er curiously, and Bai Wan'er then said, "The child is still young, so naturally he cannot be compared to you."
"She's just a child. Since she's interested, we should nurture her." The old man gently waved to An'an and then walked to the side.
Seeing An'an's curiosity, Bai Wan'er followed her over.
How old is the child?
"Four years old," Bai Wan'er said without any warning.
"How can he only be four years old..." the old man muttered to himself, his face full of worry.
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