finally fell asleep, she had a dream where she saw her in a white wedding dress standing in the hotel lobby with He Hanchuan. Everyone was saying that she didn't deserve to marry He Hanchuan because...Hearing Feng Mu's extremely domineering words, Liu Niancheng tightly pursed his lips. But there was not a trace of rejection in his eyes.

That's right.

No matter whether he admits it or not, Feng Mu being his father is a fact that cannot be changed.

"Understood," he muttered in response, then lowered his head and prepared to leave.

And just then, Feng Mu pulled his arm again, leaning close to his ear and softly reminding him, "Do you want to see Mommy"

Upon hearing this, Liu Niancheng's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Can I come in"

Fēng Mù faintly replied with an "um," smoothing his collar. "If you want to see her, wait for me after school tonight. I'll take you. Your mommy misses you too."

"Great!"

Liu Niancheng nodded vigorously, only at this moment did a glimmer appear in his eyes.

He only seemed to come alive when the topic of his mother came up.

Watching his son run excitedly into kindergarten, Feng Mu lightly twitched his lips and chuckled helplessly.

Now he can only use this method to make his son smile.

Although it was a bit underhanded, luckily the results were still quite good.

……

At the same time.

Dream Lan was busy in the company. Since Yua-Wan left, all the work at the company had been piled onto her. She needed to handle most of the things, which made time fly by quickly.

It was evening in the blink of an eye.

Meng Lan leaned her body against the back of the chair, gently raising her hand to massage her temples. She lowered her eyes, hiding the fatigue in them.

She slightly raised her eyes, her cold gaze fixed on the photo album on the table. As she looked at her son's face, tears gradually welled up in her eyes.

Since the incident with He Hanchuan happened, she hadn't seen her son in a long time.

Then the company will again fall into a kind of busyness, and it's unknown how long it will take to see him.

If I could give my son a hug right now, that would be so satisfying!

Meng Lan sighed softly. She knew that no matter how much she thought about it now, it was just a daydream, so she rubbed her temples and prepared to continue working.

"Knock knock!" Just then, the door to the office was suddenly knocked on.

Upon hearing the noise, Meng Lan finally raised her eyes, "Come in."

As soon as the words left her mouth, the office door slowly creaked open. Liu Niancheng flung his arms wide open and excitedly ran towards her, "Mommy, I'm here!"

"Sincerely"

When she saw her son, Menglan's eyes lit up instantly. She hurriedly stood up from her chair and ran towards Liu Niancheng.

And the next second, she reached out and tightly embraced Liu Niancheng's waist, pulling him into her arms.

Li Niancheng hugged her tightly around the neck, refusing to let go, "Mommy, I miss you so much. It's been so long, why don't you ever come see me"

Hearing her son's words, Menglan's eyes softened, and she gently caressed Niancheng's shoulder with her hand. "Mommy misses you too, but..."

Speaking of this, her voice faltered slightly, and her eyes became strained.

She didn't know how to explain things to her son in a more reasonable way.

Then, she could only hold her son tightly and whisper softly in his ear, “I’m sorry, Mommy's work is really too busy, and I can't spare any time for a while, so I have to leave you…”

"Mommy, I understand."

Just then, Liu Niancheng cupped her face and looked at her seriously, "I just miss Mommy, but you can do anything. Just next time, can we not be apart for so long I don't sleep well in that man's house."

Hearing his words, Menglan's eyes held a hint of nervousness, "How could you not be used to it Was someone bullying you"

"No." Liu Niancheng shook his head and answered honestly, "They're all very kind to me. The housekeeper makes a table full of delicious food for me, and that man bought me lots and lots of assembly toys, but I still want Mommy."

As he spoke, his little mouth pouted, about to burst into tears.

"I'm sorry, baby." Menglan hurriedly held his small face, looking at him intently, "Mommy knows she was wrong. I will make time to be with you from now on, okay"

"Good." Liu Nian responded softly, nuzzling his head against Meng Lan's body as if he were acting coquettishly.

Meng Lan had never seen her son so gentle. Her heart felt as if it were filled with a warm current, an indescribable warmth.

After a while, she seemed to realize something and asked Liu Niancheng in a nervous tone.

"By the way, honey, who brought you here"

"It was me."

Before Liu Niancheng could respond, a deep voice suddenly cut in.

Just then, Feng Mu walked towards them with strides, holding a food bag in his hand. He reminded them in a low voice, "Nian Cheng has been saying that he misses you very much. You're also very busy and probably don't have time to see him, so I brought him here. Didn't I disturb you"

"How come."

Meng Lan's lips curled slightly, revealing a faint smile. "I still have to thank you. For bringing Nian Cheng to my side."

"Hmm." Feng Mu walked forward slowly, handing the bag of food in his hand to him. "This is from your favorite shop, I just bought a little bit, come try it."

Thank you.

As Menglan looked at the overflowing food bag before her, her eyes grew dim.

Isn't this rich enough

She almost thought Feng Mu was going to move the whole hotel.

Feng Mu really put his heart into it.

Rarely getting together like this, Menglan also pushed aside her work, holding her son on her lap and patiently feeding him.

After finishing their meal, Liu Niancheng obediently went to the coffee table to do his homework. Menglan turned her head and saw Feng Mu standing in front of the desk, lowering his head as if he was looking at a document.

"What are you looking at"

Menglan couldn't help but step forward, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

"This contract," Feng Muwei raised his finger and lightly tapped the table, "you built your own garment factory"

“Hmm.” Menglan nodded lightly, “This was also Wan’s suggestion. We had a batch of ready-made clothes that went on sale very well before. At this time, we faced the problem of insufficient production capacity. After thinking about it, we still think that building our own clothing factory is more secure.”

"This project has been underway for a long time, and tomorrow the clothing factory will officially open." At this point, Menglan couldn't help but curl her lips slightly, letting out a wry smile. "Originally, Xiangwan was going to stay behind to do tailoring, but who knew she would end up in this situation. I can only go myself."

After hearing her words, Feng Mu's eyebrows knitted slightly.

"I'll go with you." He said in a low voice.

"You" Menglan's eyes showed a trace of surprise, and it took her a long time to react. "But aren't you busy"

"Your matters are more important." Feng Mu emphasized, his voice heavy with gravity! her before.Why pretend to care now.Feng Mu saw that she was unwilling to speak much, so he took a deep look at her and then left the lounge with Wang Zhisan.As soon as he left, Old Master Feng openly...