The corners of An Yuxi's mouth slowly drooped, and in the end, she froze directly, without the frolic just now, this matter is not a child's play, a person's success must step on the shoulders of many people, of course, An Yuxi is no exception, and she can ascend to today's high position in just a few years, it must not be an ordinary person.

Wells was originally a famous American jewelry designer, but in recent years, his status has been shaken. It is because at a jewelry distribution meeting a few years ago, An Yuxi pointed out in public that his latest design of jewelry was plagiarized, and what he plagiarized was a design work that An Yuxi had given him and asked him to evaluate.

That time I found him through Ling Ruoche's relationship, she was excited for a few days, but as soon as the design drawings were handed in, Wells gave her a complete denial, and when she was depressed, she didn't expect her work to appear at the well-known work press conference.

Wells wanted to settle it privately, but An Yuxi refused, because Ling Ruoche once said to her that if others don't step down, you will always have to look up at this society.

In the past, she might have let Wells go, but at that time she was ruthless, and the environment forced her to Liangshan, which also verified her change.

Wells stepped down, and An Yuxi quickly became the focus of the world.

Wells was squeezed off the platform for a while, holding a grudge, and the United States did things behind An Yuxi's back many times, but it ended up because of Ling Ruoche's power.

Now that An Yuxi has returned to China and Ling Ruoche's sphere of influence has shrunk, how could Wells stop there.

The voice on the other side of the phone continued, An Yuxi came back to her senses for a long time, and chuckled, reassuring Ling Ruoche and giving herself some comfort, she couldn't mess with Wells's power, but now she didn't regret it, if she wanted to become injured, she couldn't be as cowardly as before.

"Brother, I know, I'll pay attention, I just returned to China, I guess he won't come so soon, you should also pay more attention to rest. ”

After a few more greetings, An Yuxi hung up the phone, turned on the computer and looked at the information on it, teasing his long curly hair, his bewitching eyes were slightly curved, and his soft gaze looked extremely cold in the dark light.

Preconceived, now is the time too.

There is a hidden movement in the calm, and the seemingly peaceful life is surging under the interweaving of interests, and it is becoming more and more intense.

The most important thing for An Yuxi now is nothing more than her baby son, An Shaochen, An Shaochen has returned to China, and studying here is the key.

After a few days of measurement, An Yuxi finally sent An Shaochen to an ordinary kindergarten with a good reputation, she doesn't like to see the gap between the rich and the poor with a special eye, although in this society, the difference between rich and poor is not just on the surface, but she still doesn't want An Shaochen to develop a posture of being superior to others from an early age.

The name of this kindergarten is Qiao Li, and there is no special chill, but it is okay.

Everything has been arranged, An Yuxi has also begun to work step by step, and the Ling clan's power is slowly expanding into the country, so naturally An Yuxi will also be busy.

Today, Qiaoli Kindergarten still starts and finishes classes on time as before, giving children full space to play themselves. It's just that the only difference is that there is a big man here, and all the teachers are busy preparing.

However, this big man is an ordinary person in the eyes of children, and only the performance of children is the most real.

The principal nodded and followed behind Feng Xuanyu to introduce this and that to him, eager to tell him about the deficiencies in the kindergarten.

Feng Xuanyu listened to what the principal said, put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly, looking around leisurely.

Indeed, it's not that he doesn't have time to accompany Mo Ziyan, but he really doesn't want to, compared to Mo Ziyan, he would rather come here to see the growth of these children, looking at these smiling faces, each containing the future of the family, he is a lot more relaxed.

It seems that the self-blame in his heart has accumulated with the passage of time since the child left, and now look at these children, and do something for such a child to alleviate the guilt in his heart.

"Yu Shao, look at our school....." The principal said with a smile and some embarrassment.

Feng Xuanyu leaned down to look at a little girl running towards him, hooked his lips and smiled deeply, and took the little flower she handed over.

"Uncle, this is for you. ”

"Thank you. With these children, he let go of his anger a lot, and the outside world only knew that he was a ruthless and ruthless business tycoon, but who would have thought that he was also a father who had lost his son.

Looking at the figure of the girl jumping and running away, he regained his calmness, stood up and put the little flower in his pocket, and said coldly: "Later, I will find someone to come and count it, and you can talk to him in detail." ”

After speaking, Feng Xuanyu got up and walked a few steps forward.

I really don't know if that child was a boy or a girl five years ago......

Scold....

He took a few steps forward, walked down a quiet path, and suddenly several childish quarrels reached his ears, not only the sound of quarrels, but also the slight sound of fighting, the sound of a child's fight is different from that of an adult, and it is often accompanied by crying.

Feng Xuanyu walked over quickly, and saw a few strong boys fighting around a child who looked to be one or two years younger than them, the little boy would fight back from time to time, but his strength was too small, and he couldn't struggle a few times, so he was pressed and beaten again.

Whimpering Feng Xuanyu couldn't hear what they were saying at all, but seeing the stubborn look of the little boy in the middle, he quickly stepped forward, and directly pulled those boys away and protected the little boy with his body, a pair of deep blue eyes that were always full of cold glanced coldly, and said, "Is this what your teacher taught you?"

The boys saw that Feng Xuanyu's momentum fell in half, and they lowered their heads and froze in place, not daring to say a word.

It wasn't until the principal rushed over when he heard the sound that Feng Xuanyu stood up and said, "Principal, don't let me question your teaching quality. ”

You can't talk too much to children, but it's different with the principal, since he is the head of a school, he has the responsibility to manage every child and guide them in the right direction.

When the principal heard Feng Xuanyu's words, he immediately turned his head to look at the child behind him, and said with a smile: "Yu Shao, this child has just been transferred to another school recently, and it is understandable that the children are not familiar with each other, and it is understandable that there is a little contradiction, but you can rest assured that we will deal with this matter seriously to ensure that similar things will not happen in the future." ”

After that, he lowered his head, looked at the children with a serious face, and said, "Go, follow me to the office." ”

Seeing those people gone, Feng Xuanyu half-squatted down and looked at the child in front of him.

Some babies have fat little faces, fleshy faces, two dark pupils are blazing, and although the facial features are a little childish, they already have an indescribable handsomeness. Especially the stubbornness and unyielding that he had just seen through his pupils, as if he had never seen it before.

His little face was bruised and muddy because of the fight just now, and he took out the handkerchief he carried with him in distress and slowly wiped the stains on his face. As soon as he touched the wound, he still couldn't help but dodge, but his body just shrank back and came up again.

"Does it hurt?"

An Shaochen shook his head and stubbornly took the handkerchief and wiped the wound himself, "It doesn't hurt." ”

After wiping it, An Shaochen looked at the handkerchief in his hand, stretched out his hand to hand it out, thought about it and took it back, and said sensibly: "Uncle, I'll go home and let my mother wash the handkerchief and return it to you." ”

The corners of Feng Xuanyu's lips raised slightly with a smile and said, "No need." ”

"No, my mother said, you can't take strangers' things, this is called uselessness. ”

"Haha......" Feng Xuanyu was amused by his words, An Shaochen would bite some words unclear after speaking quickly, which had something to do with the fact that he grew up in the United States, "Aren't you Chinese?"

"I'm, uncle, can't just ask about other people's **. I'm leaving, and I'll give you back the handkerchief later. With that, he took small steps and ran towards the classroom.

Feng Xuanyu looked at his departing back, the smile on the corner of his mouth still did not decrease, this child is really naïve, in the future.... How can there be so many in this world.... Maybe sometimes if you miss it, you won't be able to do it for the rest of your life.

The chime of the bell makes groups of children run to their parents' arms.

But An Shaochen walked around by himself following the crooked map he had drawn, and today An Yuxi was busy with official business, so he couldn't pick up An Shaochen in person, but she specially arranged for the company's female assistant to pick him up.

Finally he walked into an alley, stopped in front of a residential building, and looked up at the old building.

After looking at it for a long time, he took the schoolbag behind his back to the front and put it on his lap, and carefully flipped out a yellowed photo, looking at the same building as the photo, An Shaochen nodded with satisfaction.

There is also a beautiful middle-aged woman in this photo, An Yuxi often points to the photo and says that this is his grandmother.

He flipped through the previous photo albums, and there were only a few photos of this building, and there were very few photos of An Yuxi, the photos of his childhood were almost empty, and a child could not think so comprehensively, only knowing that this place was once his mother's home, and it was possible to find his father here.

Looking at this building, the large and small windows, he had no idea which was the home his mother was talking about.

A small figure stood out at the foot of this building.

Originally, the doors and windows of An Yuxi's residence were closed, but when he looked up, he could see a figure flickering at the window.

Feng Xuanyu stood on the edge of the bed and swept over the place where An Yuxi once lived with her slender fingers, and the table and chair here seemed to still retain her breath and had never changed.