reignition

Upon hearing what Lu Chaochi said on the phone, both Song Xun and Song Xu looked somewhat surprised.

They probably already knew about the relationship between the father and son...

Upon hearing this, the man on the other end remained silent for a moment.

Then he said calmly, "That would be best. Otherwise, if we can hire her back, we can also fire her."

This child rarely communicates with his father like this, and it was a rare moment when he finally mustered the courage to say these words.

Wow, that's what got me back.

It almost turned out to be a case of 'one act of courage leading to a lifetime of introversion'!

Lu Chaochi immediately panicked, "I'll be good! Don't fire Mianmian!"

You don't even need to hear what's being said on the other end; you can already guess what's being said from the child's urgent words.

Song Xu: "..."

Song Xun: "..."

Jiang Mian: "...!!!"

She did indeed intend to ease the tension between Xiao Shitou and Lu Bozhou.

What kind of father-son relationship is this... After all, they are biological father and son.

So when Jiang Mian heard Xiao Shitou make that phone call and say what he just said, she was quite pleased.

As it turned out... the person on the other end of the phone messed up.

It's really... impossible to carry, absolutely impossible!

The previously pleasant father-son conversation was completely ruined by the BOSS on the other end.

Song Xu reached out and nudged Song Xun. Song Xun reacted quickly, grabbed his phone, and walked out of the ward.

Song Xu smiled at Jiang Mian and said, "Then, you keep Little Stone company."

Then I followed them out.

After leaving, they went to Song Xu's office. Song Xu took the phone and put it on speakerphone. "You really are... the number one spoilsport."

"I'm just telling the truth," Lu Bozhou said on the other end of the line.

Song Xun sighed softly and said as a friend, "Bo Zhou, Miss Jiang presented the facts and reasoned with us, and it was only with great difficulty that the young master lowered his guard and took the initiative to call you."

On the other end of the phone, the man stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, listening to Song Xun's words without saying a word.

However, the expression on his face was reflected in the floor-to-ceiling window.

On his usually calm and expressionless face, his eyebrows twitched slightly, and a hint of interest flickered in his deep, beautiful eyes.

Lu Bozhou didn't respond to that question. After a moment of silence, he asked in a low voice, "What are the results of the follow-up examination?"

Song Xu: "The inflammation index has gone down, so there's no major problem. Just pay attention to your diet afterward."

Lu Bozhou instructed Song Xun, "Send them back after the inspection. Tell her the precautions. Take some people with you when she moves."

“Okay,” Song Xun replied.

Lu Bozhou hung up the phone, perhaps because of the call he had just received.

In short, after ending the call, he didn't continue to rub the wound on his face and casually waved his hand.

A neatly folded handkerchief, exuding the fragrance of ebony and sandalwood, and tinged with a faint smell of blood, fell into the trash can.

In the ward.

Jiang Mian had already wiped Xiao Shitou's hands and face, and was now peeling an apple.

An apple was cut into four pieces, each cored and shaped into a little rabbit, and placed on a plate.

Lu Chaochi liked it very much.

"Miss Jiang, we can go now." Song Xun walked in.

Jiang Mian followed him out, carrying the little stone in her arms.

Looking at Jiang Mian's somewhat thin figure, Lu Chaochi originally thought he would get down and walk.

But... I really liked being held by her, so I hesitated and ultimately didn't say anything.

She just obediently hugged Jiang Mian's neck.

They were almost at the car.

Lu Chaochi asked softly, "Mianmian, are you tired?"

"Hmm?" Jiang Mian knew what he was worried about, so she smiled and said, "I'm not tired, don't worry."

I got in the car and put my son in the car seat.

The car drove out of the hospital.

Song Xun then said, "Young Master, there are some things to keep in mind regarding your daily life. I'll tell you about them later. Let's take you back to the mansion to settle in first, and also get your move arranged."

"No need," Jiang Mian said.

Song Xun thought she meant that he didn't need help moving, so he said, "It would be safer and more reliable to have someone help you move. That's what the boss thinks too."

Jiang Mian was taken aback. Lu Bozhou actually cared about this kind of thing... It was really unexpected.

She quickly realized what I meant and shook her head, saying, "I meant, you don't need to tell me later, you can tell me now."

After thinking for a moment, Song Xun told her about some things to be aware of.

It's nothing more than some dietary and lifestyle habits.

Jiang Mian actually felt that some of these methods were unreasonable; how could anyone raise a child like that...?

However, since she was new to the area, she decided to follow these procedures for the time being and then seek changes as needed.

Before long, the luxury car drove into the mansion.

When Jiang Mian stopped in front of that small Western-style building, her eyes were somewhat dazed.

The copper bell still hangs on the gate; it's a bit ugly, and the resin bird above it has cross-eyed eyes.

This is what she saw when she was browsing in a boutique...

The roses on the courtyard wall have grown very lush and thick. They are no longer the wilted, half-dead plants she planted after they became infected with spider mites. Back then, she wished she could die together with the spider mites.

Now it has grown lush and green, climbing all over the wall and blooming with beautiful flowers.

The sapling she planted in the yard when she was first pregnant has now grown quite tall.

"Mianmian, we're here." Lu Chaochi held her finger. "This is my home."

Jiang Mian came to her senses a little, "...It's so beautiful."

The real feeling of revisiting the old place came over her in waves, like heavy punches landing on Jiang Mian's heart.

Every familiar detail reminds me of my past self.

How full of expectations I once had, and how utterly disappointed I became...

And so, I felt like I'd been punched in the heart again.

That brass bell, though ugly, had a very clear and melodious sound. It was the bell she used to hear as soon as Lu Bozhou opened the door when he returned...

But it really doesn't ring very often.

Those roses were planted to surprise Lu Bozhou. Although they look like this now, the trellis she built was heart-shaped, hoping that they could climb up the trellis and bloom in a circle of hearts.

That tree was a birthday tree she planted for her child. She originally wanted to write a plaque with the child's name on it and hang it up together with him after the child was born.

Everything will eventually come to nothing.

It's impossible not to feel regret, and it's impossible not to feel sad.

Lu Chaochi held her fingers in his small hand and said in a soft, sweet voice, "Yes, it was all decorated by my mother... so it's very beautiful."

Song Xun parked the car and got out, somewhat stunned. "Miss Jiang... what's wrong? Why are you crying?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Mian's heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively reached out to touch her face.

Her fingertips touched something damp and cool, and she was startled to realize that her cheeks had been silently soaked with tears.

Just about to speak.

A deep, slightly hoarse, indifferent voice came from the courtyard gate.

"why are you crying?"