He didn't hear anything Chen Qiao said next.
He wasn't even aware of what he was doing.
All they heard was someone calling out "Young Master Lin".
Someone was greeting him.
The sound of singing continued to fill the air.
Then came Shen Xinghui's admonition: "Young Master Lin, you've had enough to drink, don't drink anymore."
Shen Xing snatched Lin Zhibai's wine glass, her face full of accusation: "Didn't you say you were going to quit drinking? Quit partying? Quit women?"
Lin Zhibai hadn't been drinking like this in a long time; something must have happened.
Lin Zhibai leaned back on the sofa cushions, looking utterly exhausted. His lifeless eyes made him seem as if he had aged twenty years in an instant.
"Young Master Lin, what exactly happened?" Shen Xing asked with concern.
Lin Zhibai remained silent, slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep drunk.
Shen Xinghui noticed a flash of light beside him; it was from an unintentional touch of his phone, and the screen lit up.
The figure on the screen was none other than Gu Fanyan.
Shen Xing had looked at this screen many times; it had never changed over the years.
After thinking about it, he still called Gu Fanyan.
"Hello?" The phone was answered, and it was a strange woman's voice.
Shen Xing replied, "It was Sister Fanyan's call, right?"
"Yes, Mr. Gu, something's come up. I'm the company's CFO," said Chen Qiao on the other end of the phone. "What do you need me to do? I can pass it on."
"When Sister Fanyan comes back, please ask her to call me back." Shen Xing hung up.
Chen Qiao looked at the three characters "Shen Xinghui" on the caller ID and searched her memory for the name.
The Shen family she knew did not have this name.
The study door was pushed open, and Gu Fanyan entered.
She had just put the little dumpling to sleep, and then immediately came over to help Chen Qiao sort out the accounts.
After she returned, she moved into the house with her little dumpling.
Firstly, Gu's mother really liked the little meat bun, and secondly, the family had several nannies who were more than capable of taking care of the little meat bun.
"Is the little dumpling still getting used to the nanny? Does she need you to put her to sleep every day?" Chen Qiao asked.
“He’s adapting very well, but I’ll spend more time with him whenever I have the chance,” Gu Fanyan smiled. “He’s my son, after all.”
Chen Qiao remembered Lin Zhibai's question: Who is Xiao Roubao's father?
Actually, Chen Qiao didn't know either.
She had only seen that mysterious figure once at the company in Australia.
One night, she worked late and while stretching, she looked out of her office window and saw a car parked in the open space outside the company.
A tall man stood by the car and hugged Gu Fanyan.
The man then drove away.
Gu Fanyan stood there for a long time, watching the car drive away.
At that moment, she felt that the man must be Little Meatball's father.
For some reason, he doesn't come to the company often.
“Mr. Gu, it’s outside of working hours. May I ask you a personal question?” Chen Qiao asked.
"Since you've been working overtime for free, I'll give you the right to ask one question," Gu Fanyan replied.
She guessed that Chen Qiao probably wanted to ask her about her relationship with Lin Zhibai.
"Who is Little Meatball's father?" Chen Qiao asked.
This question was unexpected for Gu Fanyan.
However, many people have asked her this question.
“Anyway, he has a father,” she replied as usual, “and it doesn’t matter who that person is.”
Chen Qiao frowned: "But this person appears in Xiao Roubao's life too infrequently, which is detrimental to his mental health."
Gu Fanyan disagreed: "It can't be that bad."
“How could it not be?” Chen Qiao immediately retorted, “Look at today, he even acknowledged Young Master Lin as his father.”
She sighed softly, "The child is pitiful enough."
Gu Fanyan was also very puzzled.
It's not that Xiao Roubao hasn't met other men; on the contrary, whenever she goes out for social events, she brings her child with her, as long as the situation allows.
But he had never lost his composure like he had when he saw Lin Zhibai.
“President Gu, I suggest you really let the child’s father spend more time with him. The child is so pitiful!” Chen Qiao said.
Gu Fanyan nodded and casually picked up her phone to check the messages.
Chen Qiao then remembered and immediately said, "A man named Shen Xinghui called you just now and asked you to call her back."
Gu Fanyan then realized that she had touched her phone, and she felt a little uncomfortable, so she frowned.
Chen Qiao quickly apologized: "I was just in a hurry and thought it was a work-related matter. I shouldn't have touched your phone. I promise I won't do it again!"
Gu Fanyan thought to herself that what she thought was probably not a business matter, but something related to Lin Zhibai.
Gu Fanyan picked up the phone and called Shen Xinghui.
"Sister Fanyan, Brother Zhibai is drunk," Shen Xinghui said.
"Hmm, where is he?" Gu Fanyan asked.
Shen Xinghui was taken aback. He thought Gu Fanyan would say something like "it has nothing to do with her." He had prepared a set of arguments to try to persuade Gu Fanyan to come over.
He quickly gave them his address.
After hanging up the phone, he happily said to Lin Zhibai, "Don't worry, Sister Fanyan will be here soon."
Lin Zhibai was still unconscious, and it was unclear whether he had heard anything.
Sure enough, a woman walked into the private room shortly after.
However, this person was not Gu Fanyan, but a stranger he did not recognize.
"Who are you?" Shen Xinghui saw her walking straight over and wanted to help Lin Zhibai up, so she had to get up and stop her.
"You must be Shen Xinghui. I'm Chen Qiao," Chen Qiao replied with a smile. "We spoke on the phone earlier. Gu Fanyan asked me to pick up Young Master Lin."
Shen Xinghui recognized her voice somewhat, but he remained wary: "Why did Sister Fanyan send a woman like you to pick up Young Master Lin?"
Chen Qiao chuckled: "When you called Gu Fanyan, wasn't it just to ask her, a woman, to come and pick him up?"
"Let Sister Fanyan come over, that's different..." The words were on the tip of Shen Xing's tongue when he realized why he was arguing so much with a woman he didn't know.
"I can take care of myself, Lin Shao, so don't trouble yourself." He picked up Lin Zhibai and walked out.
He had to protect Young Master Lin and prevent any women from taking advantage of the situation.
Chen Qiao followed her out, her mouth sharp: "You're really funny. Gu Fanyan clearly asked me to come and pick up Young Master Lin, why are you treating me like a thief?"
"If you don't believe me, just ask Gu Fanyan."
Shen Xinghui helped Lin Zhibai into the car, straightened up and said to Chen Qiao, "Okay, call Sister Fanyan."
Chen Qiao took out her phone and made a call.
With a loud "bang," Shen Xinghui stepped on the gas and drove off.
He didn't actually want to talk to Gu Fanyan; he was just looking for an excuse to distract Chen Qiao.
"Hey! You!" Chen Qiao stomped her foot, but could only glare helplessly!
Shen Xinghui then dialed Gu Fanyan's number, "Sister Fanyan, no need to trouble the friend you sent. I'll take Brother Zhibai home."
His tone carried a hint of detachment and a subtle anger.
Gu Fanyan was slightly taken aback: "What's wrong? I'm busy right now, that's why I sent a friend over."
Shen Xinghui remained polite: "It's nothing, Sister Fanyan. I just wanted you to know that I called you not because I needed someone to take Young Master Lin home!"
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