Chapter 20 Something Feels Wrong
Kenneth Fok couldn't believe that his mother had actually said those words.
He thought that since he had already given in so much, his mother would definitely come home with him. Now, he stood there helplessly like a child.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?"
Huo Qibang suddenly stepped forward, half-squatting in front of Fang Lanxin, grabbing her hand, and staring at her expectantly.
The current Huo Qibang shows no trace of the ruthlessness and irritability of his previous life; he is just like he was when he was a child. However, Fang Lanxin is extremely clear-headed. If she continues as before, she will only be repeating the same mistakes.
However, since he was her own son, Fang Lanxin couldn't remain completely indifferent. She gently touched Huo Qibang's cheek.
Since Kenneth Fok grew up and joined the company, their interactions have almost always turned into arguments. It's rare for them to be in a situation like this now, and it's rare for them to be able to spend time together peacefully in the same room.
It was at this point that Fang Lanxin finally understood that sometimes letting go will actually bring your child closer to you.
“Abang, it’s time for you to grow up.”
Fang Lanxin withdrew her hand and spoke softly.
"Mom?"
Huo Qibang was full of doubts, and felt an unprecedented sense of loss. In the past, Huo Qibang really hoped that he could grow up quickly, break free from Fang Lanxin's control, and make a career of his own!
But now that Fang Lanxin has really let go, Huo Qibang only feels lost and panicked; he can't even feel the slightest bit of joy.
"Alright, let's go back."
Fang Lanxin ignored the complex emotions in his eyes and simply waved her hand gently, telling him to go back.
She took over the Huo family at the age of nineteen. She has never been a person who drags things out or changes her mind easily. Since she said she would give it to them, then she will give it to them. As for whether they can do it or keep it, that is their business!
For some reason, even though the person was right in front of him, Huo Qibang had a panicked feeling that he was about to lose his mother.
He didn't leave; instead, he knelt down and hugged Fang Lanxin's waist.
"Mom, are you still angry because of Tianle?"
"I was wrong. I shouldn't have doubted Mom. I'll never do that again. Mom, please come home with me."
After the last incident, Huo Qibang was so busy investigating the mastermind behind it that he didn't even properly apologize to Fang Lanxin.
Originally, Fang Lanxin had expressed her understanding, but apart from this incident, Huo Qibang really couldn't think of anything else that could make Fang Lanxin so heartless.
Fang Lanxin hadn't expected Huo Qibang to act this way so suddenly.
She was even a little puzzled, staring into Huo Qibang's sad eyes: "Isn't this the growing up you've always longed for?"
One sentence was enough to make Kenneth Fok lose his composure.
He has indeed always hoped that he could be in charge, but not now!
"Mom, you..."
Fang Lanxin silently withdrew her hand and said calmly, "I am still your mother, just not the head of the Huo Group or the head of the Huo family anymore."
Huo Qibang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He slowly stood up and hugged Fang Lanxin: "Mom, once you've calmed down, let's go home, okay?"
Even now, Fok Kai-pong still believes that Fong Lan-sum is only holding a grudge about what happened before.
Fang Lanxin was indeed bothered by what had happened before, but there were just too many trivial matters, so much so that she couldn't even articulate what exactly she was concerned about.
Watching Huo Qibang leave, Fang Lanxin's eyes reddened. She instructed all the servants to leave early, leaving her alone in the huge villa.
Fang Lanxin opened the wine cellar that had been closed for a long time.
Before, when my husband was still alive, they would often come over for a few drinks, but now...
Looking at these priceless bottles of red wine, Fang Lanxin felt a pang of sadness. She knew very well that no one would ever drink with her again.
Fang Lanxin casually picked out a bottle of wine, opened it, and sat down on the sofa next to her to drink it.
There were no snacks or wine glasses; they just drank from mouth to mouth.
When Fang Lanxin was reborn, she was naturally overjoyed. But for some reason, now she felt a great sadness. Scenes from her previous life and her two children's childhood kept playing in her mind.
The poisoned wine was given to her by her child, but she also raised the child herself. The relationship between them was complicated and difficult to unravel. Even someone as capable as Fang Lanxin didn't know what to do.
After finishing a bottle of wine, Fang Lanxin's head began to spin, but the sadness she felt had lessened considerably. Indeed, wine was the best remedy for sorrow.
With the bottle in her hand empty, Fang Lanxin stood up unsteadily, wanting another bottle, but she lost her footing and fell heavily to the ground.
"lady!"
Ling Ye suddenly appeared, put his arm around Fang Lanxin's waist, and held her to prevent her from falling.
Now, the two looked into each other's eyes, and the atmosphere grew increasingly heated.
Fang Lanxin reached out and pinched Ling Ye's cheek, her face full of doubt: "You brat, what are you doing here? Didn't I tell you to go home after get off work?"
I'm worried about you.
Lingye seemed a little awkward.
He looked at Fang Lanxin: "Why did you drink so much?"
"What's it to you?"
Fang Lanxin snorted, pushed Ling Ye's arm away, and then stood in front of the wine cabinet and picked out a bottle of wine.
"Would you like to have a drink together?"
Fang Lanxin gently tapped the wine bottle and raised an eyebrow at Ling Ye.
At this moment, she lacked the sharpness and aloofness of their first meeting, resembling a lost fawn in the forest, evoking a strange sense of pity.
Ling Ye almost subconsciously swallowed, then snatched the red wine from Fang Lanxin's hand, casually tossed it aside, hoisted her onto his shoulder, and walked out.
What are you doing?
"Ugh...don't do that, I don't want to vomit!"
Fang Lanxin struggled, thrashing about in agony.
Ling Ye left the wine cellar, quickly put her down, and looked at her anxiously: "Are you going to throw up?"
"I won't vomit."
Fang Lanxin put her hands on Ling Ye's shoulders and shook her head somewhat foolishly.
"I can't bear to part with it, it's all good wine, I can't spit it out!"
After saying that, Fang Lanxin collapsed. Ling Ye caught her quickly, and then heard her even breathing.
Is she... asleep?
Ling Ye looked at Fang Lanxin in his arms in disbelief, feeling as if his whole body was on fire.
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