There were also tasks in Nanhe, so Wen Yixing and Wang Shiqing didn't stay there for long and soon went to do their own things.
It was getting late, past eight o'clock. After arranging things, Wen Yixing found a corner and made a video call to her son.
As soon as the video call started, Fang Jingyao called out in a clear voice, "Mom!"
Every time Wen Yixing hears her son call her "Mommy" in his soft, sweet voice, she feels her heart is filled to the brim.
"What are you doing today?" Wen Yixing asked with a smile, looking at her son's little face in the video.
Fang Jingyao was sitting at his desk, fiddling with something: "I made so much today, Mom. When you come back today, I'll show you something good!"
Wen Yixing: "What good stuff?"
Fang Jingyao grumbled, "I'll wait until you come back before I show it to you."
Wen Yixing smiled, chatted with her son about everyday things, and then hung up the video call.
After a brief chat, Wen Yixing felt some of the fatigue from a day's work had disappeared.
After finishing the video call, Wen Yixing went to the hotel bathroom to use the toilet. While she was washing her hands, several wealthy women she had met before entered from behind her.
The ladies walked in, chatting and laughing. Wen Yixing paused as she heard several familiar voices.
Wen Yixing looked up at the mirror in front of her. From her angle, she could clearly see Li Qingyun's face and hear her flattering Mrs. Shen.
"Mrs. Shen's daughter-in-law must be very capable. Jing Shao's judgment is definitely not bad."
Li Qingyi's tone was neither warm nor cold: "Your wife is quite good too. I can't help but envy her."
Li Qingyun: "What's the use? The family is dirt poor, and he's just dragging our family down. Fortunately, our Ayan got divorced."
There were four people who came together. Li Qingyun stood on the far left and her face was full of smiles when she spoke to Mrs. Shen.
This was the first time Wen Yixing had ever seen Li Qingyun smile like this. In the past, Li Qingyun was usually serious and rarely smiled at home.
This scene was so novel that Wen Yixing couldn't help but take a few more glances.
Perhaps her gaze was too obvious, because Li Qingyun looked up and their eyes met unexpectedly.
Wen Yixing could see clearly that Li Qingyun's smile gradually froze after she realized it was her.
Not only did Li Qingyun notice, but Li Qingyi, who was next to Li Qingyun, also saw the woman washing her hands in front of her.
She wore a well-tailored shirt and trousers, with the shirt tucked into her waistband, revealing her slender waist.
Her overall attire was sharp and sophisticated.
Li Qingyi was increasingly satisfied with what she saw. She coughed lightly, glanced at Li Qingyun who was standing there in a daze, and slowly said, "If you ask me, the company's poor performance has nothing to do with who you married. It's because you're not capable enough. You can't blame anyone else."
Li Qingyi spoke gently, her eyes smiling as she looked at Li Qingyun: "Don't you agree, Mrs. Fang?"
Li Qingyun snapped out of her daze. She hadn't yet realized what Li Qingyi was saying, and only subconsciously replied, "Yes, yes."
"..."
Wen Yixing had already reapplied her lipstick. She dried her hands and turned to leave.
She never intended to avoid Li Qingyun, since she was already divorced and Li Qingyun no longer had much to do with her.
Wen Yixing walked directly past Li Qingyun, but as she passed by, she noticed Mrs. Shen smiling at her.
Out of politeness, Wen Yixing smiled and nodded slightly in greeting.
As Wen Yixing walked out, she could hear other women inside speaking.
"By the way, I heard your son got sick after the divorce and got involved with that female celebrity? That's a bit of a bad omen!"
"If you ask me, your previous daughter-in-law was very lucky for her husband, it's a pity she left."
Li Qingyun's voice was somewhat exasperated and she wasn't in a good mood.
"Alright, alright, stop talking. I'm going to wash my hands first. You go to the restroom."
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The event venue was too noisy, and Wen Yixing felt a little tired, so she sat down in a corner to rest.
A moment later, her phone vibrated. Wen Yixing opened it and saw that it was a message from Nanhe.
Nanhe: [Sister Yixing, if you're tired, you should go back first. There's not much else to do; I can handle it myself.]
Wen Yixing checked the event schedule and found that Nanhe was no longer involved. However, as a guest, Nanhe was not allowed to leave yet.
After thinking for a moment, Wen Yixing replied: 【Okay, I'll go now. Call me if you need anything.】
After sending the message, Wen Yixing looked up at Nanhe sitting in front of her, who was wearing a suit.
His suit shimmered slightly under the light, making it particularly eye-catching.
Nanhe happened to be looking at her too. When she saw that she was looking over, Nanhe reached out and gestured to her, meaning that she should not worry.
Wen Yixing stood up and pointed towards the door.
Nanhe gave an OK sign.
Before Nanhe became famous, Wen Yixing accompanied him to many events. Back then, Nanhe was young and fearless, and his temper was even worse than it is now.
Fortunately, he was quite obedient to Wen Yixing. These gestures were the tacit understanding they had developed over the years. Unexpectedly, even after seven or eight years, their tacit understanding was still there.
Nanhe has participated in many such events now, and he is no longer the impetuous young man who used to speak recklessly and offend people. He can now handle such situations on his own.
Wen Yixing didn't stand on ceremony with Nanhe anymore. She packed her things, picked up her coat, and prepared to leave.
Wen Yixing didn't sleep well last night, and she's having a bit of a headache staying here tonight.
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