When the pregnant wife frowned due to morning sickness, the whole family of the tycoon took turns co

Fu Jinyun looked at his youngest daughter running towards him. She was his only daughter and looked about six-tenths like his deceased wife.

When Fu Wantang arrived, Fu Jinyun said in a doting tone, "You're almost fifty years old, how come you still can't walk properly?"

Fu Wantang took Fu Jinyun's arm and said coquettishly, "No matter how old I am, I'm still your daughter."

"This little cotton-padded jacket is so warm," Fu Jinyun said with a smile, patting Fu Wantang's head.

Jiang Mianzhi was used to the intimacy between the father and daughter, and stood aside watching Fu Wantang with the same doting gaze.

He was a child who came from the mountains and had little connection with his family.

His parents passed away one after another, and even his only sister disappeared without a trace.

He admired the strong family bonds among the Fu family members.

"Mianzhi."

Upon hearing his father-in-law's voice, Jiang Mianzhi respectfully greeted him, "Dad, I'm back from my business trip to report on my work. I had some free time today to bring you a New Year's gift."

He always does this; to avoid gossip and giving others a handle to use against him, he sends gifts to his father-in-law's family before the holidays.

Since marrying Fu Wantang, he has always personally delivered holiday gifts.

The Fu family lacks nothing; what they are giving is their heartfelt sentiment and their actions.

"Was your business trip successful?"

"It went very smoothly, thank you for your concern, Dad."

"I'm glad everything went smoothly and safely. Are you going to Cameroon this time?"

Jiang Mianzhi maintained a faint smile on his face, but his clever mind was quite active.

His father-in-law never cared about his affairs. Whether he was an official or a businessman, both of them knew they should avoid suspicion, as the saying goes, a wise man does not stand under a dangerous wall.

Is Fu Jinyun now bringing up his work for Fu Wantang's sake?

Fu Jinyun, as a father, loves his daughter so much that he can't bear to see her suffer when she goes to his post, nor does he want the couple to be separated for a long time.

He only spoke after he had figured this out.

"Yes, Special Envoy Leng is the plenipotentiary envoy to Cameroon. He has made great contributions to the establishment of friendly relations between the two countries and is a role model for us to learn from."

A hint of impatience flashed in Fu Jinyun's eyes. He didn't like his family members talking and trying to figure out the gains and losses and balance the interests.

His Fu family has been a prominent family in Beijing for hundreds of years, and his ancestors were once officials.

Three generations have built a powerful Changfeng Group; how could they possibly eat away at the hands of this one-generation official?

If it weren't for his daughter's preference, he would never have chosen a son-in-law with such a deep mind.

But Fu Jinyun didn't reveal these thoughts. Instead, she followed Jiang Mianzhi's words and asked, "I was just about to ask how the second son of the Leng family is doing lately?"

Jiang Mianzhi didn't know who the second son of the Leng family was, so he didn't say anything.

“Mianzhi said that Brother Shize is coming back.” Fu Wantang’s smile deepened as she spoke of Leng Shize.

Fu Jinyun thought of Leng Shide's face. They hadn't seen each other for several years. Leng Shide was more than ten years older than him.

“Is that so? He should come back. Old man Leng Shide is practically drowning. If the second son doesn’t come back soon, he’ll be unfilial.”

“Yes, that’s right.” Fu Wantang brewed some tea on the table, pulled the dazed Jiang Mianzhi to sit down and drink, and then gave Fu Jinyun a cup as well.

"Why has Dad been thinking about the Leng family lately?" Fu Wantang asked casually.

"Yesterday, when we talked about your deceased sister-in-law, I was reminded of the youngest daughter of the Leng family."

The tea on her lips burned them, and she gently blew on it.

Leng Jiaren, it's Leng Jiaren again.

"Oh," she replied, feigning indifference.

Fu Jinyun said, "Come over for dinner on New Year's Day this year. Xiaoyue's mother is about to be discharged from the hospital. Xiaoyue and Sheng Yang are getting married, but she hasn't officially met her family yet. Jiang Kai's school will also be on holiday soon."

Jiang Mianzhi was somewhat surprised, as Fu Shengyang was still embroiled in a blind date before he went on his business trip.

Not long after that, Fu Shengyang got married.

"Okay, Dad. We'll bring Jiang Kai back with us then, and the whole family can celebrate the New Year together."

When Fu Wantang heard the name 'An Jiaren', her mind went completely blank. She always felt that the name 'An Jiaren' was unsettling.

After drinking a few more cups of tea, the tea became weak, and she pulled Jiang Mianzhi to leave.

"Dad, Mianzhi has work to do this afternoon, so we'll head back now."

Fu Jinyun joked, "Aren't you going to sit with Dad a little longer?"

Fu Wantang wrinkled her nose and said disdainfully, "No, the tea has no flavor at all."

Fu Jinyun waved his hand, "Go away, you kids go play by yourselves."

Jiang Mianzhi felt a warmth in his heart from their conversation. "Dad, goodbye."

"Go ahead, and come back for a family reunion later."

"it is good."

Once in the car, Fu Wantang clung to Jiang Mianzhi's arm and said coquettishly, "Honey, you can go back by yourself. I have an appointment to get my nails done."

Jiang Mianzhi glanced at his secretary who was driving. With outsiders present and Fu Wantang being so persistent, he felt a little uncomfortable. He put on a serious expression and said, "Hmm."

Fu Wantang whispered in his ear, "Honey, don't be so serious."

Jiang Mianzhi's face was tense as he gripped Fu Wantang's hand tightly, his eyes warning her to stop making trouble.

In Fu Wantang's view, this warning had no deterrent effect whatsoever.

Her well-maintained hand landed on Jiang Mianzhi's thigh and moved slowly.

Jiang Mianzhi sat up straight, and with his other hand he grabbed her mischievous hand as well. "I'll go with you?"

"Forget it, I can't afford to invite Deputy Director Jiang. You should go home and rest. Getting your nails done is boring and takes a long time. You can take me there."

Fu Wantang got out of the car and waited for Jiang Mianzhi to leave first, but Jiang Mianzhi's car did not move.

Ha~ Men, she only needs to use a little trickery to make them fall head over heels for her.

She found Shi Ze, a gentleman, to be more charming and more desirable.

Fu Wantang turned and walked a few steps into the mall. When she looked back, sure enough, the black Audi A6 had just started to drive away.

She ordered a drink at the coffee shop and called her driver.

While waiting, she checked An Xiaoyue and An Jiaren's messages again.

Regardless of whether An Jiaren is Leng Jiaren or not, she needs to meet her, otherwise she will feel very uneasy.

It would be better if she were sick and hospitalized. With Shang Qi by her side, it would be inconvenient for An Xiaoyue to do anything she wanted.

However, An Xiaoyue only has An Jiaren as a relative, and if something happens to An Jiaren...

An Xiaoyue will be sad, won't she? And if she's sad, won't that affect the child?

If I can't even save the baby, then I'll end up like Susie.

Fu Wantang's lips curled into a cold, ruthless smile. She picked up her coffee cup and destroyed the beautiful latte art in one gulp.

When Fu Wantang arrived at the liver disease hospital, she used her identity as An Xiaoyue's aunt to ask at the nurses' station and found out An Jiaren's ward number.

She pushed open the door and saw the person lying on the hospital bed.

It feels like many years have passed, yet it also feels like no time has gone by.

The person on the bed was still the same as she had been years ago, with fair skin and a calm demeanor; time had not left any wrinkles on her face.

An Jia was reading a book and thought the nurse was coming to add an IV, but she didn't hear the nurse call her name to check her information for a long time.

She looked away from the book and gazed toward the doorway.

Compared to Fu Wantang's surprise, her reaction was too calm, as if she had expected this day to come.

An Jiaren smiled faintly, "Miss Fu, it's been a long time."