"Yuanyuan."
Mother Sheng, with a lady's scarf draped over her shoulders, looked gentle and personally greeted her daughter at the door.
The butler wearing white gloves stood sideways, and the servants lined up behind him all put their hands in front of their stomachs and called out "Miss" in unison with a smile on their faces.
Sheng Yuan nodded.
Then he walked forward briskly and held his mother's soft hands: "Mom!"
Mother Sheng raised her hand and lovingly stroked her daughter's hair and fair cheeks.
"Come inside first, it's cold outside."
…
After more than half a month, the eldest daughter finally came back, and the atmosphere in the entire Sheng family was filled with a clear sense of joy.
When Mother Sheng was about to walk into the entrance with her daughter, she held her daughter's hand, whispered mysteriously in her daughter's ear, and said with a snicker:
"Dad must be angry because you haven't been back for so long. Remember to comfort him more later."
Sheng Yuan nodded.
Then, as soon as he entered the living room, he saw a figure sitting opposite him in the most conspicuous position on the sofa. It was Sheng's father.
However, Sheng Yuan could not see the old father's face, because at this moment he was holding a large economic newspaper with his hands outstretched and "reading". After hearing the mother and daughter enter the room, he pretended to shake the newspaper to show that he heard it.
But he just didn't put the newspaper away, turned his body to the side, and pretended to be indifferent and unconcerned.
To be honest, it doesn't look like one at all.
Because there is no one who can look at the same place for five whole minutes without moving.
…
Mr. Sheng waited for a long time behind the newspaper.
He had already thought of what would happen next. When his beloved daughter came to talk to him, he would ignore her and scold her in a cold voice - No, she, also, no... He couldn't bear to do that.
...Talk to her! Let her clearly realize the 'serious mistake' she made! Hiss, it can't be said to be serious, what if my daughter is scolded and takes it seriously, no no... absolutely not.
This balance needs to be carefully considered.
Mother Sheng saw through the reflective surface of the glass window behind her that Father Sheng was hiding behind a newspaper with a conflicted look on his face, and she couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.
If you miss your daughter, just miss her. You are obviously feeling aggrieved, but you pretend to be angry. You are so childish at your age.
After Mr. Sheng finally came up with a 'perfect' plan, he nodded with satisfaction and waited for his daughter to come over and talk.
But the result.
I waited for a long time but didn't hear any "movement".
Father Sheng: “?”
He was the first to lose control, and he glanced at his wife with a frantic look in his eyes and asked, "Where's Yuanyuan? Where's Yuanyuan?"
Unexpectedly, his wife suddenly sighed and said angrily, "She left again because she was afraid that you would say something bad about her."
"What?!"
Mr. Sheng was horrified and dropped the newspaper in his hand to the ground. He was completely dazed and regretted in his heart why he scared his daughter.
He was in a panic and was about to get up from the sofa to ask the housekeeper to catch up with him.
"dad!"
He heard his daughter's sweet voice ringing in his ears, and then his neck was hugged from behind. Father Sheng turned his head and saw his daughter whom he had been thinking about for many days.
My daughter's pretty little face is lively and cunning.
Just by looking at it, Father Sheng no longer had any anger at all, his heart was as soft as cotton candy.
Although his face still had an awkward and unmoved expression, the smile at the corner of his mouth could not be concealed.
So, Sheng's mother just watched the man who had solemnly threatened to give her daughter a good talk last night, with a look of pride and satisfaction on his face after his daughter hugged his arm.
The father and daughter sat on the sofa and began to talk and laugh happily.
Knowing that her husband couldn't even last ten minutes, Sheng's mother shook her head helplessly and picked up the newspaper that had fallen on the ground.
The newspaper was folded twice and placed on the coffee table. The part facing upwards happened to be the latest and most recent international section, which contained a few eye-catching lines of large characters:
In the early morning of local time in France, Fu urgently convened a high-level meeting within the group. The meeting lasted for sixty minutes, and then the X-generation chip launch conference was successfully held as usual at XX o'clock.
The group's actual second largest shareholder, Vice Chairman Fu Xun, said at the press conference that the scandal the day before was a malicious plagiarism and frame-up by a rival and that a report had been made to the police. At the same time, the group's legal department will reserve the right to sue multiple media outlets that wantonly spread rumors related to the incident and caused serious adverse effects.
Less than two hours after the press conference, Fu's shares in the French stock market experienced a drop, jump, and then a crazy surge overnight. The actual profit behind it was staggering.
…
Sheng Yuan stayed at home the whole day and didn't leave until after dinner.
Father Sheng held his wife in his arms and watched the car leave his sight before reluctantly going back into the house, less than half an hour after his daughter left.
A low-key business car drove into the Sheng family's door.
Four or five capable and professional men and women got out of the car, led by a well-mannered man. After entering the door, the group nodded respectfully to Mr. and Mrs. Sheng.
Father Sheng sat on the sofa. He was not as amiable as his daughter was. He was serious and cold. He frowned and said, "Let's get started."
His wife leaned beside him and grabbed his hand with a very uneasy look, obviously nervous and worried. Father Sheng held his wife's hand soothingly, silently indicating that it was okay and he would take care of everything.
After receiving the signal, a group of people took out their portable tablets in unison. The screens lit up, and various data analyses and statistical charts were displayed on them. They were very detailed and comprehensive, but they were all professional rankings in English, which made it difficult for people who were not insiders to understand.
The leading man moved his fingers, nodded to Father Sheng, and said, "According to Miss Sheng's daily reports over the past half month, Miss Sheng has not lost control of her emotions, and has not even had any fluctuations that deviate from the right track."
"On the way here, we combined the monitoring data from the whole day. Miss Sheng showed no signs of the same condition as before. She has obviously become more lively and cheerful, and loves to laugh."
The man also smiled as if he was relieved: "So Mr. Sheng and Madam Sheng can rest assured that Miss Sheng is in good condition as usual."
Having said that, the man paused with embarrassment.
"...But, for now, we haven't found a reason that can make Miss Sheng get this improvement... Mr. Sheng, I'm really sorry..."
The colleagues behind him also lowered their heads in apology.
Father Sheng did not intend to blame them, and waved his hand to let them leave.
In the huge European-style living room.
The couple was silent for a long time, because they knew why their daughter was like this.
(End of this chapter)