Mengbao against the sky: Daddy fell from the sky

"Miss Yang, you are back, are you okay on the way?"

The butler returned home before Yang Zhuoying. Seeing her return, he hurriedly stepped forward to greet her, and at the same time asked the servant to take her suitcase.

"It's okay, I'm worrying you, is the baby still out of school?"

Yang Zhuoying walked around the customer hall and didn't see her son, so she remembered that he should still be in school at this time, but the butler said, "The young master is doing his homework in the room."

"Why didn't he go to school? Is he not feeling well?" She asked nervously.

"Young master is fine, school is over today." The housekeeper explained that these two days are public holidays, and the school is closed for two days.

Hearing this, Yang Zhuoying breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that if she cared about it, she would be confused. When she made a video call with her son yesterday, her son told her that the two days are off.

"Miss Yang, have you eaten yet, do you want the kitchen to prepare some food for you?" The housekeeper checked the time, she should not have eaten yet.

"I'm a little hungry, don't bother me too much, just serve me a bowl of noodles."

Saying that, Yang Zhuoying thought of the bodyguard who came back with her, so she asked the housekeeper to take him to rest, while she went upstairs to see her son.

Coming to the door of the children's room, Yang Zhuoying gently opened the door.

The little guy was falling asleep on the desk, his chubby face was pillowed on the textbook, and he was still holding a pen in his little hand, looking cute and cute.

Yang Zhuoying stood by the desk, lowered her head involuntarily, and kissed her son's little cheek.

The little guy in his sleep seemed to feel something, his little head moved, his lips squeaked, "Mommy." As he said, his little hand grasped Yang Zhuoying's arm without fail.

The son's soft voice made Yang Zhuoying's heart soften immediately, and she didn't care about waking her son up, so she reached out and hugged him, "Baby, Mommy is back."

Hearing Mummy's voice, the little guy blinked his long eyelashes, and then opened his eyes.

Seeing the appearance of the person in front of him clearly, the little guy suddenly opened his eyes wide and danced happily, "Mummy, you are really back."

"Well, Mommy is back, does the baby miss Mommy?" Yang Zhuoying couldn't help but kissed him again. She hadn't seen her son for so long, she missed him so much.

"Think, I'm not dreaming, am I?"

Since Mommy left, the little guy can't remember how many times he dreamed that Mommy came back, but after waking up, he realized that it was just a dream.

"It's not a dream. Mommy is really back. I'm sorry. Mommy has something to delay. She only comes back now, which makes the baby worry."

Yang Zhuoying felt so guilty, she wanted to say that she would never be separated from her baby again, but she swallowed the words when she thought of the tasks on her body.

If there is no way to do it, the harm of easily agreeing to it is more serious than not agreeing.

"Mommy can't come back because of something. The baby doesn't blame Mommy. By the way, where is Daddy?" The little guy acted like a baby with Mommy for a while, and then remembered why he didn't see Daddy.

"Daddy is still in Country L and hasn't come back." Yang Zhuoying hesitated whether to tell her son, He Junlin was unconscious after being poisoned, and worried that he would scare her son.

"Is Daddy staying there to discuss business?" Before she could think it over, the little guy explained himself.

"Yes." Yang Zhuoying was stunned for a moment, and followed her son's words.

Afterwards, the servant brought the cooked noodles, and Yang Zhuoying ate them with her son.

We have been separated from Mommy for too long, the little guy has a lot to say to Mommy, even though there are still many things to deal with, Yang Zhuoying still patiently accompanied him, until the next day, after sending the little guy to school, she started Take care of other things.

"Yesterday, after you called me, I immediately went to investigate. It turned out that Hans suddenly came to City B for this matter."

As soon as Yang Zhuoying returned to the office, Wei Lei immediately presented the results of the investigation.

After receiving the folder Wei Lei handed over, Yang Zhuoying opened it, quickly read it, tapped her fingers on the smooth desktop, and thoughtfully in her eyes, "Let me keep an eye on this matter, if there is any situation, please contact me immediately I said."

"Yes."

"By the way, what happened to Li Mingyu and He Kun?" After closing the document, Yang Zhuoying took a sip of the coffee in hand and asked.

"I don't know how they knew about Mr. He's accident. They are contacting other shareholders in private, planning to force the palace. If Mr. He doesn't come back, I'm afraid they will succeed." The worry on Wei Lei's face could hardly be concealed.

In the past, no matter how small the two of them made small moves, Wei Lei was not afraid, because everything was under He Junlin's control, but this time it was different.

Yang Zhuoying didn't intend to hide from Wei Lei. Regarding He Junlin's illness, only by letting him know their situation clearly, he would not have any unrealistic illusions and would do his best to help her.

If He Kun and the others are allowed to succeed, the rest of the company can continue to stay, but he can't. As He Junlin's confidant, his fate has long been tied to them.

"I want to hear what you think." Compared with his anxiety, she seemed much calmer.

Probably affected by Yang Zhuoying's composure, Wei Lei also calmed down, "Actually, it is not difficult to explain this matter, as long as Mr. He wakes up in time and entrusts you as the agent, in this way, even if He Kun joins forces with other shareholders , their shares are not as much as Mr. He, so naturally there will be no disturbances."

The problem is now, He Junlin doesn't know when he will wake up, and he didn't have time to sign the power of attorney before the accident. If he had this power of attorney at this time, everything would be solved easily.

"Is there really no power of attorney?" The corners of Yang Zhuoying's lips curled up slightly, revealing a weird smile.

Wei Lei's heart skipped a beat, thinking of a possibility, "Miss Yang, do you want to?"

The two looked at each other and exchanged glances. Wei Lei's heart beat faster, and when he wanted to say something, Yang Zhuoying shook his head at him, motioning him not to say anything.

"By the way, I heard from the housekeeper that the old lady has returned to China. I haven't visited her old lady's house for a long time. After get off work, you can accompany me to visit the old lady."

Wei Lei was stunned for a moment, not understanding why the topic suddenly jumped to this point, but he still nodded in response.

At this moment, Yang Zhuoying's mobile phone on the table rang.

She picked up the phone and looked at the caller ID, her face changed slightly.

Seeing Yang Zhuoying's expression changed, Wei Lei wondered why she didn't answer the phone, so he heard her say, "It's Yang Haining."

"She called to talk to you about Mr. He?" Wei Lei's first reaction was that Yang Haining wanted to use an antidote to negotiate with them.

Yang Zhuoying naturally thought of this too, but she didn't want to appear too hasty, as that would be a taboo in negotiations.

It took a while before Yang Zhuoying answered the phone.

"Are you free for afternoon tea?" Yang Haining's arrogant voice came.

"Okay, where?" Yang Zhuoying was also very straightforward.

After agreeing on the time and place, Yang Zhuoying hung up the phone.

"Miss Yang, I will accompany you to see her later." Wei Lei said.

"You are afraid that I will suffer, but Yang Haining has no integrity at all, who knows if she will poison me too." Yang Zhuoying said with a smile, but her tone did not take Yang Haining seriously.