“Mommy?” Gungun is excited when he sees the small bed in the shape of a robot.

Yan Hua touches his nose. “It is Gungun's, and this room will be Gungun's in the future.”

“Ah!” Gungun happily runs in the room, touching and looking everywhere.

Lang Ruoxian leans against the doorframe and looks at the mother and son. “Boys should learn to be independent earlier. He can sleep in a room by himself.”

“He is less than three years old...” Yan Hua frowns.

“Foreign children will sleep by themselves at the age of one.” Lang Ruoxian says, “After summer, Gungun will go to the kindergarten. Later he will have more time to contact with other children and the world. You must get used to it.”

Yan Hua looks at her son who is still a little kid and feels that he is not different from what he was when he was just born...

“You have to divert your attention from Gungun a bit.” Lang Ruoxian goes on to say, “He will grow up and leave your world one day.”

Yan Hua squints at him. “Do you think that I have spoiled him?”

“That's not what I mean.” Lang Ruoxian walks over and says, “Leaving Lang's mansion, you can live a life you want freely. No matter what you want to do, I will support you.”

“You don't have to say that.” Yan Hua squints at him. “I won't let you live in.”

Lang Ruoxian smiles at her alert look. “Well, I know.”

At this moment the doorbell rings and Yan Hua looks at Lang Ruoxian.

“Your neighbors are here.” Lang Ruoxian turns and goes downstairs to open the door.

Yan Hua pulls Gungun to follow him. She sees Fei Ying and Chen Hong coming in with other adults and children as soon as she arrives downstairs.

“Congratulations! Congratulations!” Li Yi also sets off a gift firework, ribbons flying everywhere. Gungun and Xiaojiu are busy to pick up those ribbons.

“You have already known it?” Yan Hua deliberately stares at them.

Chen Hong pats her on the shoulder. “Of course, Li Yi offered the house to him. For your sake, Mr. Lang has owed a big favor this time.”

“And he...” Li Yi wants to say something, but Lang Ruoxian gives him warning eyes.

Fei Ying says quickly, “Oh, come on, this is also a housewarming. Let's go out for a meal to celebrate!”

“Then it will be on my treat!” Yan Hua picks up her coat. “Don't argue with me.”

The group of people go to have a meal. When they come back at night, Lang Ruoxian sends Yan Hua to the door.

“You go home...” Yan Hua reaches out, trying to pick up the sleeping Gungun.

Lang Ruoxian raises his chin. “Stop messing around. I'll take him to the room.”

They walk silently.

Having always been worried that this man would like to stay overnight, Yan Hua stares at Lang Ruoxian's back and sees him put Gungun onto his own small bed.

“Okay, I'm leaving.” Then he just walks out of the room and goes downstairs.

Yan Hua hasn't reacted. When she chases out, the man has already reached the door to change his shoes.

“Be careful on the road...” She has somewhat mixed feelings to send him away so easily.

Lang Ruoxian opens the door and goes out without looking back. Yan Hua is about to close the door when she sees the man turn left into the villa next door.

What?!

“Good night. Can I go over for breakfast tomorrow morning?” Lang Ruoxian stands at the door of his new home and smiles at Yan Hua. “I live alone and no one cooks. I will go to your place to b.u.m meals off.”

Having finished saying so, he pushes the door open and enters, leaving Yan Hua standing at the door and feeling herself like a fool.

“Mom! Why don't you answer Aunt Hua's phone call?” Mingxi hears Chen Hong's mobile phone ring, but she pretends not to hear it and just ignores it.

Chen Hong hurriedly puts aside her mobile phone. “Son, your Aunt Hua is definitely going to settle accounts with Mom now. We'd better pretend we're not here.”

“Oh!” Mingxi thinks for a moment and then asks, “Has Mom done anything bad?”

“Of course not.” Chen Hong turns supercilious look. “It was Li Yi, the son of... It was your Uncle Li Yi who secretly sold the house to Uncle Lang Ruoxian.”

Mingxi can't quite understand why Li Yi has to sell the house secretly and why Yan Hua is angry, but there are always some things in the adult world which are difficult to understand, so he doesn't ask but puts through the phone.

“Aunt Hua!”

“Mom has fallen asleep. Well, okay, Auntie. Good night!”

Chen Hong gives her son a thumbs-up.

She wants Mingxi to be a good child with a correct outlook on life and values, but he cannot be too docile. He should be flexible and have the ability to a.n.a.lyze the situation. After all, she will pa.s.s on all her possessions to her son in the future.

The paparazzo probably have fixed their eyes on Yan Hua. The next day, the photos of the group of them going to dinner are issued. The crowd of onlooking netizens unexpectedly start making bets in the following posts.

“They have bet whether you will still be the Young Mistress of Lang Family, but they suppose that you will be the First Young Mistress of Lang Family!” Having sent Xiaojiu to the kindergarten, Fei Ying goes to Yan Hua's house to chat.

Yan Hua says without looking up. “Does everyone have no work to do except paying attention to other people's lives every day?”

“What are you doing?” Fei Ying comes near her and finds her looking at the stores' publicity materials.

“Didn't Sister Chen say that we should open a salon before? I'm looking for a suitable location.”

Fei Ying lets out a cry. “I've forgotten all about this. How about it? Is there any suitable one?”

“No.” Yan Hua puts down her mobile phone, “Either the location or the size is inappropriate.”

Fei Ying also takes out her mobile phone and looks for the suitable location. “We have no shortage of money, so we should not rent a duplex apartment, but a shop front facing the street, which is more convenient.”

After searching for a while, she finds something wrong. “Where is Gungun?”

“At Li Yi's.”

“Oh dear!” Fei Ying is amused. “Brother Li even wins the heart of Gungun?”

Yan Hua smiles. “There is only the house maid at Sister Chen's home now. So Li Yi takes Pudding to his house and Gungun goes there for Pudding.”

“Speaking of pets, Fei Yi promised to send Xiaojiu one as her birthday gift this year.” Fei Ying says excitedly, “I want to have a cat. What kind of cat do you think good-looking?”

“Does Xiaojiu own the cat or you own the cat?” Yan Hua reminds her. “It's useless for you to choose. You should leave the choice to the child.”

Fei Ying curls her lips. “Xiaojiu definitely wants to have a dog, the same Golden Retriever as Mingxi's.”

“That's not necessarily true. Maybe she will like some other pets when she goes to the pet store!” Yan Hua gives her a little comfort. “Wait and see.”

Fei Ying doesn't bother anymore. She thinks of something and says, “Yes, my husband's younger brother is coming back!”

“Oh!”

“What is your att.i.tude?!” Fei Ying pokes her, “You really don't have any feeling at him at all?”

Yan Hua thinks for a moment and tells the truth. “No, if you really want me to say anything, I can only say that something seems to be missing between me and Fei Shan.”

“What's missing?” Fei Ying jokes, “We have no shortage of money!”

“I don't know.” Yan Hua looks at her very seriously. “I am a face judger. Although it is not so obvious, I only like beautiful things. I don't know if I used to be like this, or maybe I change into this now. In my opinion, it is not a good merit.”

“You mean Fei Shan is not so good-looking as Lang Ruoxian?” Fei Ying is unconvinced. “In fact, there is not much difference between them!”

Yan Hua thinks. “I think Lang Ruoxian is better-looking.”

“All right...” Fei Ying squints at her. “Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. According to what have said, if you meet a man who is better-looking than Lang Ruoxian one day, you will like him, won't you?”

Yan Hua doesn't know, but what she thinks important also includes temperament. Maybe Lang Ruoxian's neurotic temperament attracts her? Since moving here, that guy has kept coming to b.u.m meals off her every day and even comes back before dinner every evening.

She wants to tell him not to come... But every time when Yan Hua sees Gungun so happily playing with Lang Ruoxian, she can't say anything. Perhaps in Gungun's heart, Lang Ruoxian is not different from his father.

“Hey, look at this piece of news!” Fei Ying suddenly hands over her mobile phone with a strange expression, “It's that woman in abroad.”

Yan Hua takes it over and has a look. It is issued by a well-known art organization, saying that the most talented beauty painter of China will return home from abroad next week to hold an exhibition. The first stop will be G City.

“That's funny!” Fey Ying sneers, “When does G City have so strong cultural atmosphere? Why doesn't she choose the capital or that kind of place like S City?”

Yan Hua hands her the mobile phone. “You ask while knowing the answer.”

“I do return home because of you.” Qiang Di's voice is soft, like playing coquetry. “Otherwise, why should I go to G City first?”

Lang Ruoxian holds his mobile phone with one hand and visits the websites on the tablet with the other one. “Didn't you say that you would never want to return to China? It's only been more than a year.”

“Do you want me to live in memory forever?” Qiang Di laughs but her deep sorrow can be felt through the phone. “I want to see him. I miss him.”

Lang Ruoxian's hand which is taking the computer mouse clenches and suddenly his body becomes taut. After a few seconds, he returns to normal and says slowly, “Well, when will you take the plane? I'll pick you up then.”

“Aren't you afraid of that Yan Hua getting angry?” Qiang Di snorts twice. “Last time you said that she misunderstood us. Now have you two made up?”

“No.” Lang Ruoxian looks at his watch and says, “I'm going to get off work. It has already been very late over there. Go to bed quickly.”

Qiang Di grunts obediently and says, “I'll see you next week!”

“Young Master.” Shu Sheng pushes the door to come in and sees him holding the car key. Shu Sheng stares blankly, “Are you going to get off work?”

After asking the question, he himself feels it redundant. Lang Ruoxian has been leaving on time these days to get back to Yan Hua's house for dinner.

“You go to arrange a hotel. Qiang Di is going back to China.” Lang Ruoxian puts on his coat. “Ask her a.s.sistant for a schedule and arrange every stop for her.”

Shu Sheng notes it down and asks, “Have you asked her? She comes back temporarily or...”

“She shouldn't want to stay.” Lang Ruoxian's eyes flash a look of pain, which disappears so soon that no one can detect it.

Who wants to stay in a place full of painful memories?

“Young Master...” Seeing that he is about to leave the office, Shu Sheng reminds him, “You forget that you are going to partic.i.p.ate in the auction tonight, in which the government has involved. You yourself promised to go before.”

Lang Ruoxian frowns and asks him, “Today is Friday?”

“Friday.”

The house maid has gone home after cooking the dinner. She is hired by Lang Ruoxian, but she doesn't live here. Yan Hua washes Gungun's hands and looks at her watch.

“Call Uncle!” Gungun shouts loudly.

Yan Hua hands him her mobile phone. “Gungun calls him.”

Lang Ruoxian is sitting at the dining table. The auction hasn't started. There is a woman sitting beside him who seems to be a star, whose seat is arranged by the auction organizer.