Gu Fanyan breathed a sigh of relief, "That's for the best."
“My grandmother’s idea,” Liang Zixin continued, “is that I will see you off at the airport tomorrow. Once you leave, this conflict will naturally subside.”
"Fan Yan, we didn't mean anything by it. I'm just worried that you might get hurt."
Gu Fanyan shook her head: "Grandma handled it very well, I accept her arrangement."
"Little Meatball had originally planned to visit her, but it seems he'll have to wait until next time."
Her original plan was to have her assistant bring the little dumpling tomorrow, and according to the original plan, she would have finished all her official business by tomorrow.
A gentle smile appeared on Liang Zixin's lips: "Little dumpling... how have you been these past few days?"
“It’s fine,” Gu Fanyan nodded, “but she mentioned you and Grandma, so it’s clear she misses you both.”
Liang Zixin's eyes revealed deep affection.
"Let's do it this way. You can pick me up from the hotel tomorrow morning." Gu Fanyan didn't want to say more and stood up.
Liang Zixin stood up and went outside with her. Suddenly, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes. "Son!" he exclaimed involuntarily.
Gu Fanyan was also stunned, somewhat incredulous. Shouldn't this familiar little person be at home in China?
"Mommy, Daddy!" The little dumpling rushed over, hugging their legs, tilting her little face up, her big, bright black eyes darting around, "Mommy, Daddy, don't you like seeing the little dumpling!"
Liang Zixin finally realized what was happening, and with one hand, she lifted him into her arms, exclaiming, "Good son!"
Gu Fanyan smiled and squeezed his little hand. She hadn't seen him for several days and really missed him.
"President Gu." A female voice then rang out, and Chen Qiao's smiling face appeared before her.
She was slightly taken aback, then immediately realized that Chen Qiao had brought the little meat bun over.
"Where is Assistant Liao?" she asked.
“Assistant Liao had to take leave due to a family emergency,” Chen Qiao replied immediately. “Little Roubao said he missed his mother, so I brought him here.”
"I was afraid of disturbing your work, so I didn't report it to you..." Chen Qiao said tentatively, feeling somewhat guilty.
"Did someone keep an eye on the company's finances while you were here?" Gu Fanyan asked directly, not one to tolerate her.
"I've arranged everything," Chen Qiao quickly replied.
Gu Fanyan glanced at her, a half-smile on her face.
Liang Zixin took the child for a walk around the coffee shop before returning to Gu Fanyan's side.
Chen Qiao's gaze seemed fixed on Liang Zixin, scrutinizing her several times.
Liang Zixin didn't even glance at her, only looking at Gu Fanyan: "Fanyan, now that our son is here, I'll take him back to the Liang family home and bring him to the hotel later."
"Isn't Mommy coming with us?" the little dumpling asked in her childish voice.
“Mom still has a lot of work to do. Next time, we’ll go see Grandma together,” Gu Fanyan replied immediately.
Although the little dumpling was a little reluctant, it obediently nodded and waved its little hand at Gu Fanyan.
After they left, Chen Qiao exclaimed in surprise, "Little Meatball's dad is so handsome!"
There was a hint of inquiry in her eyes.
She just wanted to get more information out of him.
Gu Fanyan ignored her and continued walking, talking about work as she went, "The company is withdrawing an investment project. Can you work overtime and redo the accounts?"
Chen Qiao nodded, a strange glint flashing in her eyes.
The car headed towards the Liang family villa.
After chatting with Liang Zixin for a while, Xiao Roubao lowered his head, opened his small backpack, took out a figurine, and hugged it to his chest.
"Who gave this gift to my son?" Liang Zixin glanced into the rearview mirror.
“My other dad.”
Liang Zixin almost accidentally pressed the accelerator instead of the brake.
"When did you get a dad?" He was an adult after all, and he remained composed.
“I recognized him myself,” the little dumpling giggled. “He’s just as handsome as you.”
These words made Liang Zixin feel a little better. She realized that since she wasn't often by his side, it was understandable that he treated other men like fathers.
“Son,” Liang Zixin said, “some uncles may be nice to you, but everyone only has one father, and you can’t just recognize anyone else.”
The little dumpling rolled its bright eyes and asked, "Daddy, are you angry?"
"No," Liang Zixin smiled. "Dad is just a little... jealous."
Children are very sensitive.
Especially for smart kids like Xiao Roubao.
Although the elders at the Liang family were very welcoming to him after he arrived, he still sensed an atmosphere that was different from usual.
So when he got to bed that night, he couldn't fall asleep; he just closed his eyes to fool the nanny.
When the night was deep and quiet, he secretly slipped out of bed, discarded his shoes, and walked barefoot around the villa.
He had heard his mother say that sometimes adults would only talk after the children had fallen asleep.
Sure enough, when he arrived on the second floor, he heard a low voice coming from the study.
He deliberately kept his footsteps low and quietly ran to the study door.
"...If this matter isn't resolved, not only will the Liang family lose face, but more people will think the Liang family is easy to bully and will want to take advantage of them!"
The voice was very authoritative; he recognized it as his father's father, the man he called "Grandpa Liang."
"What do you suggest we do?" came the calm but cold female voice that answered him.
He recognized the voice; it was Grandma Lily.
“I’ve already made an appointment with Gu Fanyan to bring Lin Zhibai to the company tomorrow so we can discuss this matter in person,” Liang’s father said.
"Let's talk this out?" Dai Lili raised an eyebrow; things weren't that simple. "What exactly do you want?"
Liang's father sneered: "I've already had someone tamper with Gu Fanyan's car."
Dai Lili was taken aback: "Why involve Fan Yan?"
"Only if something happens in Gu Fanyan's car can the Liang family absolve themselves of all responsibility."
Mr. Liang looked at Dai Lili and solemnly reminded her, "Mom, our Liang family didn't get to where we are today by being too kind-hearted."
Dai Lili was silent for a moment, then put aside her hesitation and said, "Okay, I'll do as you say."
Mr. Liang's face turned sinister: "After tomorrow, I will make everyone see what will happen to those who covet the Liang family!"
Huff!
Huff!
In the darkness, the little dumpling could hear its own rapid breathing!
He ran wildly along the path leading out of the villa area!
That's not enough, he has to run even faster!
He had to tell his mother what he had just overheard!
But he's so tired!
He wasn't wearing shoes, and his feet hurt a lot!
When he ran out of the garden, his foot was cut by a stone and bled a lot!
"Bang!" He lost his footing and fell to the ground.
"Wah!" He couldn't help but burst into tears, "Mommy, Mommy..."
He was just a 3-year-old child, and he was scared.
Suddenly, a car headlight shone from a distance, flashing past his eyes.
He was startled, his instinctive feeling being that the Liang family had discovered he was missing and had come looking for him.
Without thinking twice, he got up and hid in the bushes.
Swoosh.
Swoosh.
Several cars drove past on the road in succession.
He recognized one of the cars; it was Liang Zixin's father's car!
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