She abandoned her husband first, then her children, and was ecstatic after the divorce.

Fu Xiuheng's face was gloomy. Without saying a word, he strode towards Fu Xingze's bedroom, and Lu An hurriedly followed.

Reaching the bedroom door, Fu Xiuheng raised his hand and knocked hard, his voice cold and hard, "Xingze, it's me, Dad. Open the door!" But there was no response from inside; only deathly silence.

Fu Xiuheng frowned even more deeply and knocked harder on the door, almost shouting, "Fu Xingze, open the door for me!"

After a long while, Fu Xingze's voice, choked with sobs, finally came through.

"I don't want to see you, go away! It's all your fault, you made Mom leave, I hate you!"

Fu Xiuheng was stunned, his hand frozen in mid-air.

He never expected his son to say such a thing.

Lu An said softly from the side, "President Fu, the young master probably misses Miss Jiang too much. He hasn't been in a good mood these days."

Fu Xiuheng remained silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and tried to calm his voice.

"Xingze, Dad knows he was wrong. Please open the door and let's talk it over. Dad will bring Mom back."

After a while, the door slowly opened a crack, and Fu Xingze looked at Fu Xiuheng with red and swollen eyes and tears streaming down his face.

Fu Xiuheng reached out to touch his son's head with heartache, but Fu Xingze suddenly dodged away, his eyes filled with resentment.

"You always say that, but you always bully Mom! I may be a child, but I know what you're doing. I don't want to believe you anymore!"

Fu Xiuheng felt a sharp pain in his heart. He squatted down and looked at Fu Xingze at eye level.

"Xingze, Dad is serious this time. Dad knows he was wrong and will try to make up for it. Tell Dad what you want, and Dad will agree to it."

Fu Xingze bit his lip, hesitated for a moment, and then said in a low voice.

"I want my mom back. I want to be with my mom. You're not allowed to bully her anymore."

Fu Xiuheng nodded solemnly, "Okay, Dad promises you."

Lin Qingran, who was in Nancheng, was unaware of Fu Xiuheng's situation. After resting in the hospital for a few days, her health had gradually improved.

She was feeling a bit better now, but Bo Ye didn't dare let Lin Qingran overwork herself. He took care of all the follow-up matters in Nancheng and still made time to be with her.

The two were jogging in the hospital corridor when Lin Qingran's phone suddenly rang. She glanced at the caller ID and saw it was an unknown number.

She answered the phone with a puzzled look, "Hello, who is this?"

A deep voice came from the other end of the phone, "Lin Qingran, it's me, Fu Xiuheng. I'm in Yuncheng right now. Xingze misses you a lot. Could you come over?"

Lin Qingran was stunned for a moment, a surge of anger rising in her heart. She remained silent for a while before speaking.

“Fu Xiuheng, you know what I’m doing. You also know why I’m not in Yuncheng. No matter who’s looking for me now, I won’t see them.”

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Fu Xiuheng frowned deeply as he listened to the busy tone on the phone.

Fu Xingze looked at Fu Xiuheng timidly, "Does Mom not want to see me?"

Fu Xiuheng sighed helplessly and squatted down to support Fu Xingze's shoulder.

"Mom doesn't not want to see you, Mom is just busy."

"It's all because you caused trouble for Mom, Dad! Otherwise, Mom wouldn't be so busy!" Fu Xingze struggled to break free from Fu Xiuheng's embrace and shouted, straining his neck.

Fu Xiuheng's face darkened. "Fu Xingze, what are you saying!"

"Am I wrong?" Fu Xingze said angrily.

"Dad, you have no idea how busy and helpless Mom is right now, and you still made her come back to Yuncheng to see me!"

Lu An listened with a pounding heart, but in his heart he secretly gave Fu Xingze a thumbs up.

Even a child this young can understand this, but Fu Xiuheng doesn't.

Seeing that Fu Xiuheng's eyes were red with anger, Lu An quickly stepped forward to smooth things over.

"President, President, please don't be angry. The young master is still young and speaks without thinking. Please don't blame him."

Fu Xiuheng took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and said to Fu Xingze.

“Xingze, you are still young, but your father has his reasons.”

Fu Xingze pouted, almost bursting into tears.

"I don't understand, all I want is my mom..."

Fu Xiuheng ruffled his hair in frustration, "Right now, it's your mother who doesn't want to see you."

"I want to see her!" Fu Xingze's tears rolled down his cheeks in large drops.

Fu Xiuheng had no choice but to turn to Lu An and say something.

"The flight to Nancheng is now confirmed."

Lu An quickly agreed and ran away.

Fu Xiuheng tried his best to control Fu Xingze, who was throwing a tantrum, his face full of impatience.

Since Fu Xingze wants to see Lin Qingran so much, let's take him there and let him see who it is that doesn't want him.

The three of them had left in such a hurry that they had to travel light and landed in the southern part of the city early the next morning.

The climate in the south of the city is dry and cold. When we arrived, the weather was bad, and a strong wind swept over us, almost knocking us over.

Fu Xingze squinted, swaying from side to side in the wind.

Despite wearing a thick down jacket, I was still so cold that I hugged my arms and shivered.

Seeing this, Lu An quickly picked up Fu Xingze and wrapped him in his coat.

Fu Xiuheng's face was also pale from the cold, and he frowned as he spoke.

"What kind of place is this? Why is it so cold? And the airport is so dilapidated."

"Nancheng is just like that. It's only a second-tier city and located in a remote area, so its development naturally can't compare to that of the capital."

Fu Xiuheng's expression changed. Lin Qingran chose to do business in a place like this?

She can stand the cold weather.

"President, I've already called a car. It's at the drop-off platform up ahead. Let's hurry, the young master is going to freeze."

The two men had no choice but to quicken their pace, almost running all the way there, until they got into the car and felt their body temperature gradually return to normal under the air conditioning.

Fu Xingze's eyelashes were fogged up. He blinked, looked at the dim sky outside and the trees swaying precariously in the wind, and couldn't help but mutter something.

"Mom will get sick in this cold weather..."

Fu Xiuheng frowned and turned his head away.

Lin Qingran's business in Yuncheng is doing very well, so why does she have to come here to suffer?

Although the factory has run into some trouble, it would be fine to just send someone to resolve it. Why do you have to make the trip yourself?

Fu Xiuheng was very confused and asked Lu An.

"Where is she?"

"I heard he's in the hospital. He got sick a few days ago and hasn't been discharged yet."

"sick?"

"Yes." Lu An nodded.

After thinking for a while, he added another sentence.

"When I inquired about Miss Jiang before, I heard that she had been keeping a low profile for the past two years, perhaps because of her poor health. I suppose that's why Sheng Hai Group hired Ang Lee to support her in front of the camera."