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

Leng Shi took the tote bag from the shop assistant and left quickly.

Jiaren still likes to wear coats and hats, just like before.

Why hasn't Jiaren contacted his family in Beijing all these years?

He couldn't understand it, and all he wanted was to find Jiaren right now and ask her face to face to get to the bottom of it.

Leng Shi hurriedly came out and stood at the entrance of the mall.

Amidst the constant flow of vehicles and the throngs of people, he stopped.

His gaze fell on the large characters on the side: Taihe Shopping Mall.

Jiaren, I must see you today.

Leng Shi gritted his teeth, turned around and went into the coffee shop, casually ordering a drink.

While waiting for his coffee, he observed carefully and noticed that there were surveillance cameras throughout the store.

With such a large flow of people at Taihe Shopping Mall, every store must have installed surveillance cameras.

You can find Jiaren by watching the mall's surveillance footage.

He quickly scrolled through his contacts and decisively pressed the call button.

His palm felt damp as he held the phone, so he switched to holding it with the other hand.

Without thinking twice, he wiped the sweat from his palms directly on his trouser leg.

The call connected, and Fu Shengyang's voice came through.

"Uncle."

Fu Shengyang was at the hospital taking care of Fu Jinyun when he suddenly received a call from Leng Shize. They had almost no contact with each other.

His uncle was Xiaoyue's biological father and nominal father-in-law, and also a man of exceptional talent and intelligence, so he had to be careful in dealing with him.

"Sheng Yang, I'd like to see the surveillance footage from Hall A of Taihe Shopping Mall."

Taihe Shopping Mall.

My uncle also went to Taihe Shopping Mall?

Fu Shengyang tightened his fingers, making a fist. "Uncle, is there something you need?"

Leng Shize's deep gaze drifted towards the entrance, and he licked his dry lips.

“A shop assistant saw your Aunt Jiaren, and I need to find her as soon as possible.”

Otherwise, where would he look for her after leaving the mall?

The trembling voice traveled along the network to Fu Shengyang's eardrums, and he felt a jolt in his ears, a slight tingling sensation.

The uncle did indeed see his mother, and he had no choice but to bite the bullet and accept the answer.

"Please wait a moment, I'll contact them."

"Okay, I'm at the coffee shop in Hall A."

After hanging up, Fu Shengyang didn't call the mall manager, but instead called An Jiaren.

An Jiaren was waiting for Teacher Zhou to pay at the clothing store. She shifted her gaze from her phone screen to her daughter, Lingxi, who was laughing and playing with her.

Why did Sheng Yang call her?

"Sheng Yang." She answered the phone.

"Mom, Uncle Leng is looking for you." Time was of the essence, so Fu Shengyang got straight to the point.

boom……

An Jiaren's mind went blank. After a few seconds of stunned silence, she finally found her voice.

Why would he contact you?

“My uncle said that a shop assistant saw you and is now waiting at the coffee shop in Building A. He contacted me to see the mall’s surveillance footage.”

Upon hearing this, An Jiaren suddenly looked up, her sharp gaze fixed on the coffee shop's sign.

The coffee shop in Hall A of Taihe Shopping Mall is diagonally opposite her, about ten meters away.

Second brother is sitting inside.

He wants to see the surveillance footage and catch her!

How to do?

She didn't want to see her second brother.

"Sheng Yang, just say the surveillance cameras are under repair."

An Jiaren made an excuse that she was in a hurry and spoke without thinking.

"Mom, he's my uncle."

An Jiaren pursed her lips.

Yes, he is Leng Shize.

He's so smart, how could he possibly believe such a clichéd reason?

If my second brother wanted to, he had plenty of ways to access the surveillance footage of Taihe Shopping Mall in Beijing.

I don't want to see him.

But what can she do?

It's already been discovered; you can hide it for a while, but not forever.

This isn't 23 years ago; there are surveillance cameras everywhere now, she can't escape.

An Jiaren remained silent, but Fu Shengyang understood her meaning. "Mom, this is my reply. I'll keep it a secret for as long as possible."

My uncle is very perceptive; he knows what's going on, but he'll never actually see him.

As long as no one is seen, Mom's goal is achieved.

An Jiaren knew all too well what kind of person her second brother was.

Persistent; never give up until the goal is achieved.

She spoke resignedly, her tone excessively flat, "Then let him see it."

After An Jiaren finished speaking, her gaze fell on An Xiaoyue.

She couldn't let her second brother know that she had given birth to his child without his knowledge.

She immediately changed her mind, "No, Sheng Yang, I'm going to find him."

Fu Shengyang hadn't expected Aunt Jiaren to be so decisive.

Leng Shize kept his eyes fixed on the two entrances and exits of the coffee shop. He gripped the rim of his coffee cup tightly, waiting for the people Fu Shengyang had arranged to come and find him.

Time is passing too slowly, why hasn't he/she arrived yet?

He glanced at his watch; ten minutes had passed since he spoke to Sheng Yang on the phone.

Why hasn't anyone arrived yet?

He couldn't wait; if he waited even a minute longer, the chances of Jiaren leaving the mall would be much greater.

Where will he find someone then?

He couldn't wait to call Fu Shengyang again.

A little girl with braided pigtails came in and immediately spotted the person the adults had asked her to find.

Her gaze was firm and proud, as if she were solemnly accomplishing a major life event.

The little child, exquisitely beautiful, stood before Leng Shize, saying, "Uncle~"

"What is it?" Leng Shi put down the phone and listened attentively to the little boy's words.

“A pretty auntie wearing a hat asked me to give this to you.”

After she finished speaking, she handed the note she was holding to Leng Shize.

Leng Shi glanced at the note; it was Jia Ren's handwriting.

The words written on the shopping invoice were for the perfume I Love.

It must be Jiaren.

Leng Shi tried his best to keep his voice down so as not to frighten the little girl, "Where is she?"

"She bought some bread rolls and left." The little girl stared at him with her dark, bright eyes.

Leng Shi leaned closer, his voice softening, "Where are your parents?"

“My mom sells small cakes, and I play around here.” Her mom tells her every day that she can’t run out of the mall because it’s dangerous outside, and she knows that.

"Good boy/girl, be careful."

"Mmm." The little child nodded emphatically.

The little doll left, and Leng Shi flattened the note.

"New Year's Eve, 8 PM, see you at the usual place."

Her elegant handwriting stands tall like green bamboo, combining gentleness with strength, which Jiaren calls "the spirit of women".

It’s really Jiaren.

Jiaren saw him too, so why didn't she call out to him?

Is it because it's inconvenient?

Is she already married by 8 PM?

The warm winter sun streamed through the window and fell on Leng Shize.

He raised his hand, light passed through his fingertips, and his palm felt slightly warm.

23 years, Jiaren, 23 years!

He has looked for someone over the past 23 years.

When Jiaren left, he didn't even take his ID card with him.

23 years ago, the internet was not well-developed, and even mobile phones were not yet widespread.

He had searched all the places that Jiaren might have gone.

He tried to find another place, but couldn't even find a way out.

She vanished completely, as if she had evaporated from the face of the earth.

His gaze fell on the phone on the table, and Leng Shize remembered that he had just called Sheng Yang.

"Sheng Yang?"

"I'm here, Uncle."

"Sorry, something came up and I didn't have time to check my phone." Leng Shize smiled slightly, looking down, in a cheerful mood.

"I heard you." Fu Shengyang didn't hang up after answering the phone. "Do we still need to see the surveillance footage?"

"There's no need to make a big fuss."

Fu Shengyang hung up the phone and looked down at the park.

The sun was shining brightly today, and there were many people in the park.

The mother still didn't want Leng Shize to know about the existence of his daughter, Xiaoyue.

Therefore, she chose to face it on her own.

As the younger generation, we cannot interfere with the feelings of the older generation.

He opened the chat window of the pinned contact on WeChat and edited a message.

"Did you have fun?"